Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana or Reba McEntire's song, "You're Gonna Be".
A/N: Okay, I know I don't usually do this sort of fanfic. I know this plot has been used many, many, MANY times, but I heard this song and I couldn't stop thinking about it. The song is called 'You're Gonna Be', as stated above. Warning: in this story, Jackson is the bad guy.
Six pounds and 9 ounces
Looking up at me
Like I have all the answers
I hope I have the ones you need
I've never really done this
Now I know what scared is
Lilly pulled her hood over her damp blonde hair. She took a deep breath and pushed the door open. She had just driven 10 miles to a drug store out of Malibu so no suspicions would arise. She shoved her hands into her pockets and ignored the annoying welcome teddy bear just inside the door. She headed towards the candy rack; at least then she'd have something to calm her nerves before she got home. She pondered at the colorful wrappers for a moment before picking up a bag of M&Ms. She'd always had a fondness for them; the crunch, the colorfulness, the flavor that lingered in your mouth moments after having eaten one. She walked down the other aisles, looking at all the other items. She spotted cards; one with Bart Simpson mooning the front, with the caption, "I hope you're not a werewolf!" She smiled to herself and kept walking. She came to some CDs. She flipped through the country and rock. She turned towards the pop. She smiled as Hannah Montana's CD was on display, proudly stating "#1 HIT ON CHARTS!" Lilly smiled and walked towards the stuffed animals.
Sometimes I'll protect you from everything that's wrong
Other times I'll let you just find out on your own
But that's when you'll be growing
And the whole time I'll be knowing
She smiled and picked up a baby penguin. When she was younger, she had a penguin that looked just like it. This penguin, however, had brown eyes. She clearly remembered hers had blue. No more procrastinating, she thought. She took a deep breath and headed towards the pharmacy. She looked up and down the aisle, taking in the various pills, cough syrups, stress relievers, pain killers and baby medicines. She found the thermometers and ice packs. She looked up and found the pregnancy tests. She took a quick breath in. She scanned them from side to side and eventually chose a brand name box. She walked towards the register slowly, as if in a dream. The white haired lady at the counter just watched as the blonde haired teenager walked towards the check out.
You're gonna fly
With every dream you chase
You're gonna cry
But know that that's okay
Sometimes life's not fair
But if you hang in there
You're gonna see
That sometimes bad is good
We just have to believe
Things work out like they should
Life has no guarantees
But always loved by me
You're gonna be
"Is this all, dearie?" the checkout lady asked. Lilly nodded her head. The lady quickly punched a couple buttons.
"Your total is $15.50. Would you like a bag for that?" the lady asked kindly. Lilly handed the lady her money.
"No, thank you," Lilly said. The lady pulled the receipt out and gave it to Lilly. Lilly nodded towards the lady and began to walk towards the door.
"And dear?" the lady called. Lilly turned to her.
"Yes?" Lilly asked.
"I hope it works out for the best," the lady smiled. She understood.
I'm afraid you'll have to suffer
Through some of my mistakes
Lord knows I'll be trying
Oh to give you what it takes
What it takes to know the difference
Between getting by and living
Lilly drove home and ate her bright colored candies. She eyed the passenger seat every few minutes. She drove up to her house, parked the car, grabbed the test, shoved it in her jacket pocket and walked inside. Her parents were gone for the weekend. Lilly sighed and put her candy wrapper in the trashcan. She debated calling Miley, but decided against it. Lilly paced around the couch. She sighed and walked over to the bench. She put the test on the counter and walked over to the TV. She picked up the remote, turned the TV on and flopped down onto the couch.
"This evening, a special Hannah Montana concert, live from the Laker's Malibu Stadium!" the announcer said. Lilly smiled to herself; this concert was from last Saturday night.
"This song goes out to my best friend, who I hope is having a wonderful time tonight! You rock, Lola!" Hannah yelled, smiling at the camera. Lilly smiled at her best friend. Hannah began singing her new song, 'Life's What You Make It'.
'Cause anything worth doing
Is worth doing all the way
Just know you'll have to live with
All the choices that you made
So make sure that you're always giving
Way more than you're taking
Lilly turned off the TV after several performances. She looked in the fridge, but couldn't help feeling that something was haunting her; stalking her. She looked towards the bench and the feeling left her. She sighed and closed the fridge door. She took the test and headed towards the bathroom. She closed the door and locked it. She leaned up against it for a minute and then walked towards the mirror. She examined herself in every aspect. Her hair was long, in two low pigtails. Her turquoise shirt brought out her eyes and her black pants complimented her lime green converse. She pulled her hat off; she had always had a fondness for hats. She had a lot of beanies and paper-boy hats. Many of them never worn, but a collection all the same. She looked at her over all appearance. If someone were to wipe away her frown, she would look like any other teenage girl; happy and excited. Her outfits showed her personality, although now she just felt like wearing black. She took a deep breath and looked at the white, pink and blue box sitting on the counter. It was up to it to tell her future. She looked at herself again. Her innocence was gone, but only she knew that.
You're gonna fly
With every dream you chase
You're gonna cry
But know that that's okay
Sometimes life's not fair
But if you hang in there
You're gonna see
That sometimes bad is good
We just have to believe
Things work out like they should
Life has no guarantees
But always loved by me
You're gonna be
She took a deep breath and opened the box. She put the stick on the counter and read through the instructions carefully. She reread them to be sure. Once confident, she followed them. After 3 and a half minutes of waiting for the results, she was beginning to get restless. It was a 4 minute test. She looked in the mirror and sighed. Within 30 seconds, her fate was to be decided. There was no going back now. Surely, she could just flush it down the toilet, but what would that do? It would just mask the truth that would soon be obvious. She took a sharp intake of breath when the test began to beep. She closed her eyes and carefully pulled the test from the bench. She placed it in front of her.
Someone's everything
You're gonna see
Just what you are to me
Her whole body stopped functioning as she read the result. Pink. Positive. She immediately began sobbing. Her hopes, her dreams… no one would respect her. Pregnant? At 16? That stupid guy… STUPID, STUPID GUY! How could she trust him?
You're gonna fly (fly)
With every dream you chase
We just have to believe
Things work out like they should
Life has no guarantees
But always loved by me
You're gonna be
"Lilly? Lilly, are you in here? Is something wrong?" Lilly heard someone say. She recognized the voice. It belonged to Oliver.
"Yeah, I'm in the bathroom," Lilly said, trying to mask her tears. She heard Oliver jiggle the knob.
"It's locked!" he said. Lilly wiped her tears, collected the box and test and threw them in the trash. She walked to the door and opened it.
"Hey, Oliver," she said wearily. His eyebrows immediately furrowed.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing," she lied.
"Your make-up's all smudged," Oliver pointed out. Lilly's eyes began to water. Oliver looked at her in worry.
"Lilly… it's okay, we'll sit down, come with me…" he said, soothing her. He led her to the couch and sat her down. He sat down and put his arm around her. He gently pushed the hair out of her face.
"What's wrong?" he asked her. She just sobbed quietly. She looked up at him.
"That night… Jackson… trust… 2 weeks… no period… pharmacy… test…" she blubbered. Oliver looked confused for a moment, and then his eyes went wide.
"You're pregnant?" he asked.
Always loved
By me
"How? No, sorry, stupid question… When?" Oliver asked. Lilly wiped her eyes and Oliver handed her another tissue.
"3 weeks ago. I was watching a movie with Jackson… things got out of hand… he gave me a beer… he said that he loved me, and that I should trust him… and I did… god, I'm so stupid!" Lilly said.
"Stop it, it's not your fault…" he said. "But why did you drink?" he asked.
"I was thirsty. I didn't know it was beer. I've never tasted it before. I thought it was some weird soda… I don't know! I was really tired. I didn't know I was drinking intentionally!" she cried.
"Well, that's all in the past now. Don't worry, he's off at his summer job, and after the summer he'll be going off to college," Oliver said.
The two talked for hours, deciding on whether Lilly was going to keep the baby or not.
"I never thought I'd have to make this decision, much less at 16. I thought whenever I was going to have children, I would be married, with a wonderful husband and everything would be perfect…" Lilly sobbed.
"I'll help you," Oliver stated. Lilly looked at him in shock.
"What?" she asked.
"I'll help you. I'll help take care of the baby; I'll help you and everything. I don't care what anyone says. I'm going to help you," he said.
"Thank you," Lilly sobbed. She hugged him tightly.
"Thank you so much," she cried into his shirt.
A/N: What do you think? I've been sick for the last couple days… I find I do my best writing when I'm sick. I hope you enjoyed it! Please review!