June 11th, 2009, Los Angeles; beach,

Miley-

I have to get over it.

I've always wanted to visit LA. It's been on my to-do list for so long. Yet, here I'm living here, but I miss home. I miss New York. I miss dad, but I've got to let it go, he's the one who chose to leave me.

I've got to forget about him just like he forgot about me, nobody knows where he is, and I'm finally giving up on him coming back for me.

My aunt here is doing pretty well in trying to keep me happy, and so, she deserves me to make her happy too and live my life normally. After all, I and dad were never that close, it was always me and my mother, who passed away five years ago when I was eleven.

So, here I'm; getting over it.

It's sunny; the sky is bright blue with some summer clouds floating over us. I can hear the ocean waves and the people squeals having fun as I just lay there staring at the sky through my sunglasses.

Yes, I'm trying to get over it.

I just need some time to take in the new environment and then I'd jump on my feet and have some fun. Yet, I'd probably look stupid, cause I'm here all alone and I don't know anybody, whilst, everybody else here is having fun with their beloved ones.

"Excuse me?" I looked to the left to spot a buff shirtless guy looking down at me. "Do you have some water?"

"Sorry, no." I gave him a small smile and looked back at the sky expecting him to leave but he just sat down next to me.

"Cool, we have something in common."

"Excuse me?" I raised an eyebrow as I sat straight.

"I'm Nick." He smiled at me. Was the boy serious right now?

"NICK!" I heard as we both looked at the direction to see another boy and a girl looking at him.

"Stop scaring people!" the girl rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm not." He turned back to me, "Am I scaring you?"

"Yes!"

"See?" He looked back at them with a smirk as the boy laughed and the girl rolled her eyes.

"I'm sorry. He just thinks that it's cool talking to strangers." The girl looked a little embarrassed by that Nick guy and his actions.

"Because I have the charm that makes everybody loves me."

I don't know what got to me or where the sudden confidence came from but I found myself speaking, "Oh really? You looked more like an idiot to me." I smirked as the boy and the girl laughed and he looked like a deer lost in the lights with that stupid goofy grin.

"Cool! At least I didn't look like a jerk." He shrugged as I rolled my eyes and stood up looking at the girl.

"I'm Miley by the way." I extended my hand for her to shake.

"Demi." She said and accepted my hand with a grin. "And this is Joe."

"Nice to meet you." I smiled at them.

I'm getting over it.

I've never been so confident or outgoing with strangers, but they seemed fun and kind, so, I just let myself be. And just like that a newborn friendship opened its eyes to the world expecting to long live.

October 13th, 2009, Los Angeles; park,

Nick-

I must do it; rather sooner than later.

"Nick!" she squealed laughing as I spun her around holding her close careful not to let her fall.

I then smiled putting her down but keeping her close as my hands were locked down her spine.

"You're good at distracting people and cheering them up."

"Charming!" I reminded her as she laughed throwing her head back. It has been an inside joke among all of us ever since we became friends with Miley.

"Alright, Prince charming, but really, thanks for listening."

She just poured her heart out to me and told me how her father left her out of the blue all alone to raise herself up and how her aunt insisted on not letting her all alone and just took care of her, which brought her here and then we met.

"It's my pleasure, Cinderella." I smirked as she chuckled, "Really, Mi, you can tell me anything whenever you want."

"Thanks, Nick."

It was just then that I realized we were still so close, I took my time and looked into her blue mesmerizing eyes and just sank into the depths of the blue oceanic orbs.

I like her, I do.

I've always been the careless one out of our group, the one to take risks and do whatever comes to my mind, hence how I introduced myself to Miley.

But, right now the question is: Can I take this risk?

Deciding that I'll never know how risky this actually is unless I do it; I leaned forward and touched her lips with mine.

I instantly felt it.

Yet, I was scared; she didn't respond for the first second, but then I felt her arms tangle themselves around my neck as she kissed back making me smile through the kiss.

Turned out that the risk is worthy after all; it has always been.

April 20th, 2010, Los Angeles; The Grays',

Selena-

I need to get him.

I smoothed down my black dress that ended mid-thigh and pressed my lips together making sure the red lipstick looks good through my small mirror and when I was satisfied and proud I put the mirror back into my red purse that matched my diamond heels and rang the bell.

Tonight's party is going to be special.

The door swung opened as she looked at me with that stupid grin of hers; of course she'd be here early.

"Sel!" she squealed and hugged me as I hugged back.

"Miles, did you start without me?"

"Of course not! No one is here yet, anyway. Just Joe and D."

D.? Well, okay, whatever!

"Great." I said as I stepped in and she closed the door and I checked her outfit. She was wearing a red dress that was as tall as mine and had on white heels that made her legs look ten times better and then there was her hair dancing on her back as she moved. She looked… nice.

I entered the living room and just like she said, there was Joe and Demi… and Nick of course. And I thought I was early and that he'd be alone?!

I greeted them announcing my presence as I saw Miley taking her way towards Nick who opened his arms for her and she gladly placed herself between them. I saw him light up a cigarette and she didn't look surprised. So, she now knows he smokes? Hmm, I wonder if she knows the other secrets yet.

However, she will know soon.

I'm actually astonished by how he got to keep that from her that long. It's been months and she's still unaware of half his life, but everybody else of us knows; because we've been here from the begging, not a new-comer.

Alright, I'm not going to let this ruin my night, I came today with an aim and I'm going to reach it, I just have to keep Miley drunk and out of my way, and then Nick will realize that he chose the wrong one.

After all, he loved me first.

Halfway through the night, I'm searching for Nick and I can't find him. I have given Miley a lot of drinks here and then other than the ones she took by herself and I'm as sure as hell she's drunk now.

That's when someone special should appear and take control of her, and I kinda know who'd take that part… I mean judging by the way his mind works and the looks I've seen him giving her, I know Justin would love to take care of her when her own boyfriend isn't.

Then I spotted him holding a drink and just roaming around, probably looking for someone he knows. Little did he know I was closer than ever. I took my way over to him.

"Hey!"

"Hey, Sel." He smiled widely.

"Why are you lonely?" I asked putting my hand on his chest getting closer as he chuckled.

"I was actually looking for Miley." He said and started looking around once again. I felt the anger rising up. "Haven't you seen her?"

"No, I haven't." I said and put a finger on his chin making him look at me, "Nick…"

"Yes?" he looked confused.

"Nickyyy." I saw him smile widely as he turned around to see drunken Miley squealing.

"Miles," he beamed, "Are you drunk?"

"Yeah, I've seen her taking shots from the guys." I chuckled trying to cover the lie.

He also chuckled, "Gotta take you upstairs then."

"Upstairs? You mean home."

"No, she was spending the night anyway. Her aunt isn't home."

Oh, poor Miley; fearing to stay home alone!

"Where are we going, Nicky?"

"To bed, baby."

"Nicky? And you're okay with that?" he always hated that nickname.

"It's Miley." He shrugged with a smile and turned around with her as I just stood there gritting my teeth and clenched my fists looking at them rising up the stairs.

Trust me, Nicolas, you're going to have a reality check one day and realize you're wrong.

December 31st, 2010, Los Angeles, The Lucas'

Justin-

I can't take this anymore.

I watched as everybody started to search for their beloved ones getting ready for the count down. Yet, I stayed still in my place; seriously, why would I make an effort when she doesn't care?

She only cares about herself; she even makes up excuses for herself to be the innocent one when she's the bad guy.

But, I still love her.

I spotted her trying to find Nick but failing which made her frustrated, yeah, she was trying to find him before Miley does, she's trying to kiss him on the New Year's Eve instead of his own girlfriend.

Selena is a bitch.

We all know that, hell she knows that, yet, she keeps going after him knowing that I have feelings for her and she keeps on rubbing the fact that she only cares about him in my face.

But, I know the truth behind her wanting him desperately, she only wants him to satisfy her pride, she believes he was in love with her until Miley appeared and 'stole' him from her; however, they were never together.

She even thinks I'm in love with Miley, or she wants to believe so. But oh, well, I know she'll come to me one day… I just know, and then she'll have to taste some sorrow like she's doing to me.

Ugh, like I could do that!

The countdown was almost over, five seconds left until it's 2011, and Selena stomped her feet to the ground angrily when she saw Nick already holding Miley between his arms. I smirked knowingly as she began panicky looking around her until she spotted me and rushed towards me throwing her body on the couch next to me.

Right on time as the countdown was over and we crashed our lips together starting the New Year.

Well, I know that maybe this is nothing, but it's definitely the start and not the end. I'm not leaving it like this.

After all, it seems like the New Year was going to be different for me.

June 13th, 2011, Las Vegas; hotel,

Demi-

She's become unbearable.

Vegas have been fun so far since we arrived a week ago. Everybody was so happy and we were having so much fun in our last vacation together before going to college.

But, suddenly, I and Taylor had to spend a whole night calming down Miley and convincing her not to leave, while Joe and Kevin had to take care of yelling at Nick.

Because, after all, Selena had achieved her goal.

Miley caught her with Nick.

In his room.

On their anniversary.

Selena is psycho when it comes to Miley and Nick's relationship. She knows that Justin is in love with her. She knows that Miley loves Nick. And most importantly, she knows that Nick loves Miley.

But, Selena is psycho.

She finally felt satisfied when he for once chose her over Miley. Even if it was her who spiked his drinks and then seduced him.

"Will you please open the door?"

I looked over at Miley who rolled her eyes and I sighed seeing the forming tears again. I went to the door of my room and spoke from behind it, "Leave now, Nick."

There was silence for a while, "Please let me to talk her, Demi." He whispered and I looked over at Miley who faintly shook her head.

"She's not ready yet, Nick." I groaned and took a deep breath, "Just leave now."

"Just tell her that I love her."

"Will do."

I returned back to where we were sitting in silence and sighed, "Miley?"

She just looked at me.

"When are you planning to talk to him?"

"I don't know." Her voice came out shaky.

I know that Miley is fragile. She hates being cheated on. She hates being left behind. She hates being dumped. She hated it when her father did it on purpose and she hates to believe that Nick could do the same.

But, I also know that she's over afraid. Because, even when he was drunk, he was pushing Selena away; he didn't want to do that. That was what even Selena herself said.

"I'm here. I brought some new movies." Taylor entered the room trying to cheer up the mood a little bit, but knowing that it's hard to make the girl's mind wander away from her worries.

We all knew that Miley was kind of a drama queen.

Taylor ignored the disinterest and put the movie she brought with her on play and started making some chat with us trying to once again bring everything back to normal.

And just like that, two nights ago, instead of minding my own problems, I found myself forcefully engulfed in a full-filled drama world running from a crying Miley to a mourning Nick to a bitter Justin and a guiltily satisfied Selena.

Since the day I found out I'm pregnant.

March, 27th, 2012, Los Angeles; hospital,

Joe-

It was time.

It was time and I'm freaking out. What if I'm not ready? What if my first prediction was right? What if we're both not ready? Oh, God, what if she hates me?

But, I have to be realistic; there's no going back because Demi is giving birth right now.

"Joe!"

My head snapped towards the end of the corridor to see Nick and Miley rushing towards me.

"Oh, God, I'm freaking out here." I said with wide eyes and panting breath.

"Calm down, it's gonna be okay." Nick patted my back.

"Why aren't you inside with her?" Miley asked frowning.

"They said I'm doing nothing but stressing her even more, so, they kicked me out." I shook my head.

"Dude, you're whipped."

"I'm going to be a freaking father what do you expect, Nick?" I snapped at him.

"Relax, relax, it's gonna be all fine."

"How's she? Is she out, yet?" A new voice we all knew too well said as we looked up to see Selena standing there with a frown.

"No, not yet." I groaned and looked towards the room Demi was in not wanting to be a part of the picker that's to take place right now.

"Hello, Stewart."

"Hello, Russo. Just a little correction, from now on, it'd be nice if you called me Gray." Miley said with a smirk as I looked behind me at them confused to see her flashing her hand in front of the red faced Selena who stared at the engagement ring with a blank face.

"What…?" I asked forming a smile.

"Mr. Lucas?" the door behind me opened before anyone else could speak and the doctor called me.

"Is she okay?"

The doctor chuckled, "I'm not sure if you mean your girlfriend or your daughter, but they're both perfectly fine." He smiled reassuringly, "You can go in now."

"Oh, thank God." I sighed relieved and rushed inside the room as they followed me.

"Demi!" Miley squealed and ran towards her best friend brushing past me to hug Demi as they haven't seen each other in a while due to college.

I'm the father here!

"Miles!"

"Congratulations, sista."

"Oh, Miley, wait till you see her." Demi gushed as Miley pulled away. "What's that?" She snatched her hand and stared at the diamond ring as Miley chuckled. "Oh, my God, you're engaged." She squealed and looked between Miley and Nick who smiled widely.

"Your daughter, sir." A nurse entered the room with the baby girl in her baby blue blanket as I suddenly felt nervous again.

This is the time.

I stretched my hands as she placed the enfant in between them and I stared down at the red small face with the soft skin of my daughter.

And right then, I realized I'm ready.

"Oh, my God." I smiled at her not being able to look anywhere else as I walked towards Demi.

This baby is mine.

"Aw, is this my granddaughter?" I heard Demi's mother saying and I didn't bother to even ask when she got here but she was, and I was still holding my baby girl in my arms feeling people patting my back and kneeling over my shoulder to take a look of her.

"She's so cute." Miley and Selena said at the same time and I guess they looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

"What are you going to call her guys?" Nick asked.

I looked at Demi and we shared a knowing look and spoke the well-known answer at the same time, "Sophie Grace Lucas."

Longest intro I've ever written :) I know I'm making a mistake by publishing yet another story but I can't help it :) tell me what you think plz?