Chapter 1:

The Consequences That Come With Sex

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Miley looked up at herself as she stood in the mirror. Tears filled her eyes like there was no tomorrow. A pain just stood their on her chest as she sat on the bathroom floor that was bouncing up and down, thanks to the street that they were on. That was right she was on tour as of right now and of course she gets the shock of her life while halfway through it.

"Miles, are you okay in their sweetheart? You have been in there for a long time." She heard her mothers voice beam through the door to the bathroom.

"Yeah, I am fine." The teenage brunette yelled back to her mother. Just hearing her mothers voice made more tears come out. If this was really happening. Forget about her fans, the paparazzi, the interviewers, every radio station, and what Nick was going to think. What was this going to do to her mother?

"Okay. Dinner is out here when you come out." Tanya Cyrus told her second middle daughter. There was this pain in her chest. This pain that only a mother got when she knew that there was something wrong with one of her children.

The teen pop sensation looked at her cell phone that was on the other side of the bathroom floor. All she needed was to hear his voice. Just to know that everything was going to be okay. Their were a loud of people outside of this room waiting on the tour bus with her, but she never felt this alone before. She got out of her pretzel position on the floor, and made her way to where her phone was. Then she clicked the familiar number in her mind. It was the number that she had known to be close to her heart since she was fourteen.

It rang a couple of times and then he picked up. "Hey."

"Hi." Her voice strained from all of the crying. This was so going to be harder then she thought. How was she going to break his heart and make him realize his worse fear ever?

"Listen, I am in the studio right now recording. Can I call you back in like ten minutes? We are almost done with this song." It seemed like he was trying really hard to be polite but very eager to get back to his music at the same time.

"Sure... Nick?"

"Yes?" His voice was very sincere and the kind of eagerness had subsided. This time he noticed the sense of non emotion in her voice and it scared the hell out of him. If his managers, the producers, and his brothers weren't giving him the evil stare he would have told her to just stay on with him. He loved hearing her voice.

"Promise me that you will call me back as soon as you get alone."

"I will." He said feeling really guilty for leaving her like this, but he knew that she knew this was very important to him. His love for music had been there before his love for her.

As soon as she couldn't hear anything she shut her phone closed. Then looked over at the other side of the bathroom where there was a pregnancy test. A First Response Easy Digital one that read that she was pregnant. A whimper escaped her beautiful lips, she closed her eyes and one single tear fell down, and then she just nodded her head no. This could not be happening. It had been their second time.

It was a hot July day in Nashville Tennessee. Miley was walking with nothing on but her T-shirt and a pair of shorts on that barely covered her behind. Knowing that her father would have a conniption if he saw her like that. But she had decided that she was just going to take a rest for today and be a normal teenager.

"Hey." Her older sister Brittany popped her oval shaped head into her room.

"Who told you that you could enter my side of the wing? Now get out before I tell dad that you are spying on me again." Her voice so not in the mood.

"Okay, Diva." Her older sister said as she entered her room with her arms crossed. "You might me a popstar, but you are still my little sister. Do not make me hurt you." She replied with an attitude of her own. There was nothing like the Cyrus women when they were snippy.

A sigh escaped her lips. People would think because she makes all of this money and she is always in the paper she would be treated like an adult, but sadly that was nowhere near the truth. Besides the whole having her own wing of her house thing, they still treated her like little Miley Cyrus. "Sorry, what is it that you want?"

"I am going to pool with some of my girls and I wanted to know if you wanted to join me, but I might actually retract my offer since you were being so bitchy just now."

"That is all right. I am going to put on the central air, then I will just lay around. I am kind of tired. Kyle has me working like a dog to get in shape for the tour and I finally got a day off today." Her answer was simple with no attitude this time.

"Okay, mom took the rest of the kids out to the beach and dad said that he went out to do some work. Which probably means he will not be home until tomorrow. Are you sure that you want to stay here by yourself?" She was basically giving her sister one more time to say no, then leaving.

"I am sure. I am sixteen years old. I am perfectly capable of being home by myself." Her voice replied sternly. This whole getting treated like an adult every time she went out and being considered a kid when she came home was really bothering her.

"Yeah, you are sixteen years old. Your hormones are running ramped. I remember when I was your age..."

"I am not you okay! I am Miley Ray Cyrus. Plus, I have this to make sure that I stay pure." She flashed her ring in her sisters face.

"Oh please. Miley you all ready told me that you were lying about that. You and Nick all ready did that, the night that you went to his hotel room after guest appearing at his tour in June." She reminded her little sister.

"I did?" Her heart dropped as she thought about it. That night had been one of the best/worst nights of her life. Their bodies had connected on a level that nobody would ever be able to take away from them, but it hurt like hell and she started to bleed afterward.

"You were totally freaked when you came home. I knew something was up when you were being quiet. When mom brought you home from the hospital you weren't even quiet. So I came up here and you told me."

She shrugged her shoulders. "I am not doing that anymore. It hurt like hell and I just wasn't mentally ready for it." Her voice began to get small again. Then she rubbed the purity ring on her finger, the lie that she was telling everybody. "And this ring has a new meaning. Nick and I have decided to stay salibut."

"You are just freaked because your first time sucked. Everybody's first time sucks. But trust me your second time is a whole hell of a lot better." She smiled as she gave her little sister that little bit of advice. "And at least your first time was with a guy that loves you for you and not for sex. After I gave my virginity up all I got was a broken heart afterward."

"I guess." Her voice still distant from her sister. That was what she was talking about. Ever since that night, she hadn't been able to be kiddie anymore. Her body was acting weird and her mind was just filled with images of that night.

"I have to go. Tiffany will curse me out if I don't pick her up soon. She isn't as lucky as we are to have central air conditioning." Her sister said as she looked at the clock in the room. "Miley, whatever you do. Just be careful." She warned with her hand on the knob.

"Brittany, do you think I am stupid or something?" She asked turning red. Sometimes she acted dumb with the media because that is what they liked, but she wasn't dumb. She wasn't exactly smart either. Kind of average.

"I know. It's just what us older sisters have to do. You will see when Noel gets older." She said with a smile, than walked out of the room quickly.

Okay, there was something that really sucked about having sex. It wasn't that it hurt afterward, the bleeding, or the way it affects you mentally. But it was the fact that your body craved it like it was some kind of drug or something. Every single time that she saw him all she could think about was being with him in that way again. And the scary part was he felt the same way.

Finally she went into the kitchen to find something to eat. Of course she was starving and wanted that steak that her father had grilled for dinner, but her trainer would know that she had went off of the diet. So she got her some baby carrots and celery with fat-free dipping sauce. Then sat on the couch to watch a movie that she had gotten straight from Sandra Bullock herself. 'The Proposal.' An hour had passed and she was so into her movie that it caught her totally by surprise when the doorbell rang. "One minute!" She popped up off of the couch and began to clean her mess. Her mother would kill her if she saw that she left this place a mess. As soon as she thought that it was clean enough not to get killed she opened the door.

"Hey." His voice filled the empty house as he gave her a hug and a smile.

Still a little stunned she gave him half a hug, and with her eye brow arched she said, "hey. Not to be mean or anything, but what are you doing here?"

His smile grew wider as it always did when he was with her. "I texted you, but you didn't text back. So I thought that I would stop by. I knew that you had to be home."

"But what about the tour that you are on. I thought you were supposed to be in California by now." She said as she gave him a look of suspicion. Grilling him like she was the cops or something.

"I managed to sneak over here okay. I am not going to get any time to sleep between the plane and the ride back to do that show, but I figured it was worth it. I really have missed you." He gave her a short kiss.

Her body tensed as flashes of that night fluttered in her mind. They hadn't seen each other ever since that night, really. They did once when they bumped into one another in the Disney Studio. However it was surrounded by people so they really couldn't be awkward around one another.

Once he let up he saw what she was wearing. It was something that any guy would have died to see her in. Then her dripping with sweat made his mind wander even more. It was like his wet dreams were being fulfilled. "Um..." His voice screeched like a little kid going through puberty. He cleared his throat. "Um... Can I come in?"

"Yes, I am sorry." A slight giggle came out of her. This guy was usually the only person she could totally be herself with, but now it was just weird. It was like both of them wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"What are you watching?" The dark brunette boy walked over to the flat screen and looked at the image that was paused.

"'The Proposal'. It is a really good movie... Do you want to finish watching it with me or something?" Nervously she began to bite her fingers like she was a little girl about to get in trouble.

"No that is okay. I only have a few hours with you. Plus, I all ready saw it. The funniest thing that I have seen since ever."

"I guess that would be right. You really never get to see movies when you are people like us. It just doesn't happen." She continued with the small talk.

"Okay, so we have to talk about this. I know that we said everything was okay with us when we were texting and calling one another, but now that we are face to face... It just seems like we can't really be ourselves."

This was her Nick all right. The night they had really hadn't changed him one bit. Always the serious adult type. He was so demanding sometimes, but that was what she needed. If he hadn't been then she would still be going on with Justin to this day. "What do you want me to say? I lost my virginity to you."

"So you stated the obvious. I just want to know how you feel about it." His voice was so sincere. "When I tried to talk to you about it on the phone you would just switch the conversation. Like I never brought it up."

A piece of her brown hair floated into her blue eyes. She looked down at her feet and crossed her arms. "I am ashamed, okay."

"Of what? If anything I should be the one who is ashamed. I mean being the responsible person that I am I should have stopped us. I should have been the one to make sure that we didn't go that far."

"You had no clue that I was coming over to your hotel room. I was being fast and I got what I deserved okay." She lifted her head up and placed the strand back behind her ear. "So you can break up with me now. I am prepared to get hurt again."

He gave her a look of disbelief. "Is that what you think I am here to do?" Nick stepped a bit closer.

"I gave it to you. You know the reason why you stuck around with me for this long. You got what you wanted so what is the point of you staying with me now?" A tear ran down her cheek. "You are handsome, smart, successful, and you have a million of pretty girls after you every day." Her voice was trying to be stern, but you could see the insecurities in her blue eyes. "What does a guy like you want with a girl like me?"

He stepped a bit closer. Slowly going to her to make sure she wouldn't get frightened and pull away. "I am not going to lie to you, ever since I have seen you I have wanted to know what doing that with you would be like. But the reason that I stayed with you is because I love you down to the deepest part of my soul. I have no clue what would make you think that I was using you for that." He put the palm of his hand against her cheek.

Her heart thudded a million miles per hour.

"And I should be asking you that question. You could have any guy that you ever wanted, you are beautiful, and you have way more going on for you then I do. So what does a girl like you want with a guy like me?"

She looked into his puppy dog brown eyes. Just that move made all of her insecurities melt away. The look that he gave her made her know that he loved her for her. Not for who she was or what she was like in bed. "I love you." Her voice was soft. A little above a whisper.

He slowly inched toward her face. Until their nose met. His pointy one was sitting on top of her perfect button nose. "I love you too." His voice the normal tone that it had always been. He tilted his head to the right and kissed her softly.

In true Miley fashion she made the kiss grow stronger. That soft kiss turned into very passionate long kisses. Kisses that only people who have been together as long as they had could do to one another.

His body was taking over his mind once again as he picked her up off of her feet and began to walk her to her enormous room. Making sure that he never missed a kiss that he could give her here and there. They only had a limited time to be together and from their previous record they knew not to take advantage of it.

A chuckle came out of her as she was softly thrown onto her big fluffy bed. Before she could even process what was going on his lips were on hers again. Their kisses perfectly in tuned with one another.

His body was hovering over hers. He stopped kissing her and put his nose on tops of hers. Catching his breath from the severe make out session. "You are really good at that."

"Thanks to this wonderful guy I know." She teased with a smirk.

He softly kissed her again, and again, and again.

While between kisses she looked up at her room. It felt kind of weird to be doing this when her room still had stuffed animals hanging on high shelves above her room. The same bed that her mom and dad tucked her in at night sometimes. "Wait!" She said as she stopped him by putting her hands on his cheeks.

"Huh?" He was so in the moment he hadn't noticed her sudden disinterest. "What's the matter?"

"This is wrong. I can't do this in my bed." She told him as she stood up and started touching herself. It felt like she was having some kind of out of body experience or something.

"It's okay. It will be over before you know it." Usually he would agree. But after having it his body wanted it and he was so close to having it.

"No!" She got off of her bed and stood where he was. "It just feels so wrong doing it in general. But on my bed where I sleep and my parents always sit on it and talk to me. It just seems even worse."

All though he really didn't want too, he got off of her bed. "I am sorry that I was acting like a jerk. That is just my man parts talking more then my mind is." He apologized as he went over to her and gave her another sweet kiss.

"It's okay." Miley replied as she looked at him. "Besides, I said that my room is off limits. Now the guestroom..." Another smile came along on her face. Maybe this was the way it was supposed to be. God intended for them to do this. These purity rings were just Gods way of making them wait this long....

That's what she had said to herself to justify what she and Nick was doing. Just all up in the moment it seemed like it was worth it. But now not only did she regret it, but she was living with the consequences of her actions now. Not Nick, but her. He was in the studio singing his heart out for his fans. Not knowing that soon that would be the last of his worries. Fans getting older and to mature for his music.

Her phone began to vibrate on the floor. The emptiness was beginning to make her go crazy. Plus she really didn't want her mom to try to come and listen in on her conversation with him.

"Hey. Sorry about that baby. Studio time is hard to get now-a-days." Were the first words that entered out of his mouth as soon as she flipped her phone open.

"It's okay. I understand." Her voice still kind of distant and worried about what she had just found out. Her whole life had now officially been turned upside down. Worst part about it was that there was some part of her that feared he wouldn't be there for her.

"Are you okay? You seem like there is something wrong with you." Being her boyfriend for almost two years and her close friend for a year had made him know everything about her. Some stuff most guys would never like to know about her.

"Um... I am just stressed about the tour and stuff." This was the first time she could ever remember lying to him. "Where are you now?"

"Back in New Jersey. I am about to go get something to eat with Joe and Kevin." He answered fully. Since they were never really around each other enough, they had decided if this was going to work then they had to answer in full detail where they were at and what they were doing.

"Oh...um... I really need to see you." Her voice began to crack on the verge of tears again. "Like now."

"Okay, what is really going on? It has to be something other then the tour. You are acting way to emotional." He stated getting kind of worried.

"Just-" She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Then opened them up and began to start talking again, "can you just come to my next tour? Then afterward we can just hangout or something."

"I guess I could, but don't you think that would tip off the press. What would we tell them?"

"I don't know. We can think of something later. I just really need to see you in person." Her blue eyes made their way over to the other side of the bathroom again where the pregnancy test laid. "I need to feel less alone."

"You are never alone, Miles. You always have your mom, your dad, Brittany, Trent, Brain, even Noel with you." Nick tried to make her feel better. "I mean they may not know everything about you, but they are always there for you."

"It's different when I am with you. You don't understand."

"It would help if you told me what the hell is going on with you." His voice began to become urgent. "You are really starting to scare me Miley."

"You will find out when I see you." This news was to big to tell him over the phone. "But until then, can you stay on the phone with me until I fall asleep?"

The dark brunette teenage boy was about to edge on, but he knew his girlfriend. She wouldn't tell him even if he said he'd give her a million bucks. So he just pretended like everything was okay. "I spent hours at the studio today..."

She stayed inside of the bathroom until she knew that everybody was sleeping. As soon as she knew it she through the pregnancy test out of the window, and went into her bunk bed. Talking to her boyfriend until she fell sound asleep.

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A/N: So I have had this idea for a long time, but tried other stories instead because I really had no clue how you guys were going to react with this. With the Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus having their purity rings and whatever. And I decided to make the sex scene a little flirty but not too in detail so I can still make it teen. Trust me this story will be different from anybody that all ready has this concept or any of my other stories. Thanks to those of you that reviewed.