Disclaimer: I own nothing except Kayla.
A/N: This is not very good, but I couldn't stop writing! Oh, and they were married during the story.
My eyes twinkled as I stared at the beautiful girl that was standing before me. She blushed under my deep gaze and tucked a loose strand of her curly brown hair behind her ear. I smiled; she looked so cute when she blushed. She giggled unexpectedly, snapping me out of my trance. She looked at me and smiled brightly. I stared at her, confused.
"What?" I asked her. She giggled again and stared at me while doing so. This made me even more confused "Do I have something on my face?" I said, checking my face for any food or any other type of object. She shook her head and twirled a piece of hair around her index finger. I sighed and sat down on the couch, pouting. I crossed my arms playfully and turned my back to her. I wasn't really mad, and she knew that.
"Aww, I'm sorry. You just look so cute when you're confused," she explained, sitting on my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck. I kissed her lips softly and soon felt her kissing back. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled away, placing my forehead on hers.
"I love you, Nicky," she whispered, making me smile in delight. I kissed her before replying.
"I love you too Miley," I whispered back, gazing into her eyes. She looked into my eyes and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back and pulled her closer, lying (?) down in the process. She was now on top of me. She placed her head on my chest and closed her eyes. I smiled in content and heard her breathing grow deeper. She was asleep. I looked down at her, sleeping so peacefully with a smile on her face. I kissed her forehead gently and laughed as one of her eyes peeked open. She glared at me playfully, but it soon broke into a wide smile. She snuggled into me and clutched at my t-shirt.
"Nicky?" she asked quietly, looking up at me. I looked back down at her again with a questioning look.
"Yeah, Mi?" I replied. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. She looked kind of nervous.
"I think I'm… pregnant," she said, whispering the last part. My jaw dropped as I looked at her. Then I smiled and sat up.
"That's great!" I exclaimed, picking her up and twirling her around. She giggled as I put her back down.
--- 1 Year Later ---
I looked down at my beautiful daughter's face as she slept, her little chest rising up and down with each breath she took. I heard the door of her nursery open and close as my wife walked into the room. She looked over at me, smiling while doing so. I smiled back at her and kissed her forehead. She giggled softly, looking down at Kayla (A/N: Their daughter.)
"Do you want to know something?" Miley asked, looking up at me with her blue eyes. I nodded. "You were always the one," she whispered, kissing me passionately.