DISCLAIMER: I don't own "Papa Don't Preach" or Lizzie McGuire. So rub it in my face. Pooeyonyou. :P

A/N: The words inside ** (asterisks) are the song lyrics. Read on and REVIEW!

*Papa I know you're going to be upset 'Cause I was always your little girl But you should know by now I'm not a baby*

Lizzie was horrified. She had only been with him twice! She looked at the strip again. No mistake. 'Daddy's gonna kill me.'

*You always taught me right from wrong I need your help, daddy please be strong I may be young at heart But I know what I'm saying

The one you warned me about The one you said I could do without We're in an awful mess, and I don't mean maybe, please*

Ethan was a jock who had anyone he wanted. At this point in time, he wanted Lizzie. They had been going together for only 2 months when it happened. Lizzie felt so stupid. She had been taught about this. She flushed the test and ran to her room, in which she flopped onto the bed, burying her head into her pillows, quelling her cries.

*Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep But I made up my mind, oh, I'm keeping my baby Ooh, Ooh, I'm going to keep my baby, ooh*

Lizzie didn't sleep well and hardly even spoke the next morning. She slowly trudged toward school. She had barely stepped into the school when Ethan came by and pinched her ass. "Ethan!" she whipped around and held her hands up in front of her. "Not now." she grasped his arm and pulled him toward an empty classroom. "Ethan." she began. She tried to swallow, but it wouldn't go down. The lump in her throat grew even bigger than before. "I'm. pregnant."

*He saws that hes going to marry me We can raise a little family Maybe we'll be alright It's a sacrifice*

Ethan stood there, dumbfounded, staring at her abdomen. "Oh god Lizzie. Listen, after we graduate, we'll get married, and one of us can go to college. Damn it Lizzie!" He ran out the door.

*But my friends keep telling me to give it up Saying I'm too young, I ought to live it up What I need right now is some good advice, please*

Miranda and Gordo had the exact same look Ethan had given her earlier that day. "He won't marry you. He will ditch you, big time." Lizzie ran toward the bathroom and just barely made it there.

*Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep But I made up my mind, oh, I'm keeping my baby Ooh, Ooh, I'm going to keep my baby, ooh*

Ethan treated her like gold the next few months. Soon Lizzie was beginning to show. A lot. It came time to tell her parents. Sam McGuire was an easily tempered man. The small voice trembled and trickled out of Lizzie's mouth. Sam's temper began to flare.

*Daddy, daddy if you could only see Just how good he's been treating me You'd give us a blessing right now Cause we are in love, we are in love, so please

Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep But I made up my mind, oh, I'm keeping my baby Ooh, Ooh, I'm going to keep my baby, ooh

Don't stop loving me daddy I know, I'm keeping me baby Don't stop loving me daddy I know, I'm keeping my baby*

She left the baby in the hospital and ran away. It was only a few days later when she married Ethan. And moved to Detroit.

A/N: Ok, I made the ending happy for all you "pooey on bad endings" people out there. But I need to do something more. Suggestions? Review and tell me! LY'allL!