Hello, readers of my fanfiction! I hope you enjoy this! I have no idea how I came up with this but I know one thing: I hope you love it!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Suite Life of Zack and Cody, although I will own some people that will come in.
Maddie cried into her pillow. She knew her parents wouldn't approve. And she couldn't explain something like this to them.
So she continued crying.
Why did Zack have to be so cute? So hot? Such a good kisser? It had started when he was twelve, and now look what it had done!
It left Maddie pregnant.
She wasn't fat yet, for she had just found out a week ago. But the thought scared her. Would her family disown her? What would her friends say? Would they keep with her?
Would she be forced to marry Zack?
No, she wouldn't let that happen. But she needed to tell someone who cared about her. London forgot who she was every day, so it wasn't her. Mr. Moseby only paid her, so it wasn't going to be him. Mary-Margaret was her friend but she didn't trust her and her other friend – well, she was way too obsessed with London.
But Cody was always there to listen. And most of the time he didn't make assumptions. Maybe it would be him. And it would be him. At nineteen years old, he had matured a lot.
But first, Maddie had to face other troubles. Troubles of telling her family. Her older sister, Maria, would be proud of her; she knew that, after Maria having three kids. Maybe there was a chance her parents would accept it too.
"What!"
"How could you?"
"Why did you do this?"
"Oh my gosh!"
"Who's the father?"
"Stop it!" Maddie yelled out, stopping her parents from speaking. "Let me speak for a second. Maria has three kids, and each time she told you she was pregnant, you accepted."
"But you're not even married yet!" Mrs. Fitzpatrick said.
"Maria had her first baby at twenty-two, the exact age I'm at. And she wasn't married when she had little Lisa."
"But she got married afterwards!" Mr. Fitzpatrick said.
"What's all this talk about marriage?" Liam asked as he came into the room. He was still a booger but matured a tiny bit.
"I'm having a baby," Maddie blurted out. Liam started laughing.
"You're already too fat to be pregnant!" Liam said.
"Why you little –" Maddie started towards him but Mrs. Fitzpatrick held her back.
"It's not good for pregnant women to violently chase after their little brothers, Madeline." She said.
"You always favor him," Maddie said.
"You bet she does!" Liam said. Maddie took a step towards him and he ran out of the room in fright.
"Maddie, what are we going to do? How are we going to afford this?" Mr. Fitzpatrick asked.
"I'll work double-shift at the Tipton until it's time." Maddie said.
"No, you should get a new job, an easier job," Mrs. Fitzpatrick said.
"Fine. But only when I start to get fat."
Maddie returned to working at the Tipton. She had forgotten that she had wanted to talk with Cody, so she hadn't. But her excuse for working the double-shifts at the Tipton was that her brother needed braces again and her parents didn't have enough money to supply for it.
Just about everyone believed it.
Soon, Maddie started having morning sickness. It wasn't very helpful. And then her baby started getting hungry and she started craving more fruits and some sour things. Zack didn't notice the difference, but Cody did.
"Maddie, are you okay?" Cody asked one day as Maddie was stuffing herself with food from home.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Maddie said. "Why do you ask?"
"Because you've been eating a lot more lately," Cody said. Maddie sighed.
"Look, Cody, I didn't want anyone else to know, but I'm having a baby." Maddie practically whispered.
"What? You're not even married!" Cody made a huge commotion.
"Shut up!" Maddie said.
"Well, who's the father?" Cody asked. Maddie hesitated before saying it.
"Zack." Maddie whispered.
"Whoa, you did you-know-what with my brother!" Cody exclaimed.
"Shut up!" Maddie said. "And yes, but don't tell him."
"We're twins, I tell Zack everything." Cody argued.
"Just this one, please don't tell him." Maddie begged.
"Okay," Cody said.
"As long as you live?"
"As long as I live."
"Do you promise?"
"I promise."
"Pinky swear!"
"Pinky swear."
"Good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go to the bathroom." And with that Maddie left.
