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Miley's P.O.V

It's been two weeks since that party and I haven't seen Joe since. I also haven't told anyone about my purity ring, cause thankfully no one's noticed it's disappearance. I was making food in the kitchen when my Daddy came downstairs.

"Hey darlin', you going to Lily's tonight?"

"No Dad," I replied. "But can she sleep over here?"

"Sure thing Bud." he said, walking right by me. He saw me making a sandwich and noticed my ring missing.

"Miles, where's your ring?"

I froze. "Umm what dad?"

"You heard me Miley Ray. Where is your purity ring?"

I looked up at him and sighed.

"Daddy, you may wanna sit down for this." I told him gently.

He and I made our way over to the couches. I sat across from him and said, "Look Daddy, remember last weekend when me and Lily said we were going to a birthday party?"

"Yeahh...." he said slowly.

"Well there was drugs and alcohol-"

"Oh god you got high and drunk?!" he aked.

"No....well yes I got drunk but they only had booze and..."

"Miley Ray Stewart I thought I raised you better than that!" he said, outraged.

"Dad let me finish!" I yelled, getting imaptient. He wasn't letting me tell my story! "Okay I drank a little bit..okay alot. And then the Grey Brothers came..."

"You mean the boys from that Jonas band?" he asked slowly.

"Yes daddy now please let me finish!" I said with a little attitude.

"Alrighty Darlin'." he replied.

I took in a deep breath and continued. "Okay so I was hanging out with them as me, not as Hannah, and we were dancing and having a good time...and then Joe took me upstairs...."

"Oh Mile..." he said, looking dissapointed.

By now I was in tears. I felt so dirty and unhealthy. On top of that, I had no idea of what I was gonna do. Should I call Joe? Yeah, maybe I will. But maybe as Hannah? No, I can't. UGH!

"D-Daddy." I stuttered. "I need help. I don't know what to do!"

I cried in my hands and my dad rubbed my back.

"We'll get through it Darlin', I know we will." He was so reassuring, that's one of the many positive things aobut my dad.

"I love you daddy," I said.

He smiled. "Love you too."

Joe's P.O.V

Ever since I slept with that girl, I've been having dreams about her and that night. I would call her, but I don't have her number. I feel like a jerk. I didn't even stay to se if she was okay! I was getting ready for an award show when Nick snapped me out of it.

"Dude, you okay?" he asked, sounding concerned.

"Yeah...just thinking about that girl from the party." I said blankly.

"Oh yeah, she was cute. A little young for you but it is what it is." he replied. (A/N: Miley is 16, so Joe is 19)

I smiled weakly. I just wanted to see her, to make sure she was okay. I pushed her out of my head as I continued to get ready for the show.

Miley's P.O.V

I was dressed as Hannah, getting ready for another award show. I was nominated for a couple of things and didn't have a good enough reason to miss it. So I decided to bring my dad, for moral support. Every person was allowed to bring 1 guest with them, so my dad was the only obvious choice. We got in the limo, waving bye to Jackson, Lily and Oliver. I sighed as we drove on. I was pretty sure I was gonna see Joe tonight. Joy! I looked out the window and realized we were at the red carpet. I took in a deep breath and grinned as I stepped out of the limo with my dad. Everyone was calling my name for a picture or to answer a question. I simply posed and smiled, like I usually do when I don't feel like talking. After that, me and my dad sat down.

"You feelin' okay Darlin'? You look a little sick." he asked, placing his hand on my head to check my temperature.

"Um yeah I'm okay, just a little nervous about everything." I simply stated.

My dad nodded in understanding. I was observing everything in front of me when I heard someone say my name behind me.

"Hannah?" a familiar voice asked.

I slowly turned to see Kevin, Nick and Joe sitting behind me, along with Mr. and Mrs. Jonas and their little brother Frankie.

"Hey!" I said with a smile, looking at Nick.

"What's up? I thought you were going to that chick's party the other night?" Kevin asked.

"Which one?" I asked, playing dumb.

"The party our friend was throwing. It was regular kids and celebrities. Remember?" Nick asked. Joe was being so quiet as he starred at me. I just ignored it and replied, "Oh um yeah I was busy, so I couldn't go."

"Too bad." Kevin stated. "It was fun, wasn't it Joe?" he said playfully nudging Joe's shoulder. Joe was still focusing his gaze on me.

"Joe?" Nick asked, seeing the gazing.

"Hannah can I talk to you alone for a second?" Joe asked monotonely.

"Um sure." I said, trying not to sound nervous. We walked towards the back and into a little private room. We sat in chairs and he said, "You look really familiar...."

"Well duh silly! I've been your friend for how long?" I said playfully.

"I know...but...okay well you have to promise not to tell anyone!" he said quietly.

I nodded and we both looked around to make sure no one was listening. He leaned in and whispered into my ear, "I slept with a girl at that party and she looks like you with brown hair."

I didn't know what to do. Seeing him so close to me sent shivers down my spine. I froze up and he asked, "Hannah?"

"Omg...okay Joe you can trust me right?" I asked nervously, not knowing what was coming over me. I just felt a feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Yeah I know I can. And you can trust me too. Is there something you have to tell me?" he asked nervously.

I gulped and suddenly felt sick. I stiffened up and stuttered, "I...I-" All of a sudden I puked, all over Joe's shoes! How totally mortifying!

"Omg Joe I'm so sorry!" I wailed, trying to clean up his shoes.

"Hannah are you sick?" he asked nervously.

"Umm I don't know...I don't think I should be here..." I said, getting up. Joe grabbed my wrist and pulled me down.

"Don't! Let me at least take you home. We'll have to go to my house first cause I need my car. It's right down the street, think your up for the walk?" Joe said, sounding like a gentleman. I couldn't refuse.

"But what about my dad?" I asked.

"Just text him, he'll understand." he said reassuringly.

I didn't feel well, so I just went along with it as he lead me out through the back. Parapazzi went crazy, following us out of the building and asking all sorts of questions. Once we got to Joe's, I layed on his couch as he got a bucket next to me.

"Here, in case you need to barf again." he said sweetly.

"Thank you," I replied.

"Gee, I thought girls loved me!" he said sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" I asked. He wasn't making sense to me.

"Well when I....you know with that girl, I heard her puking the next morning from drinking so much....and now you! Gee, I guess I make girl's sick!"

"You don't!" I replied fastly. "You're so sweet, that girl obviously didn't feel well...and speaking of her, I have something to tell you about her." I stated, ready to pour my heart out to Joe.

"Oh okay..." he said, sensing my tone of seriousness.

"Joe....I am that girl..." I said, pulling off my wig. "And her name is Miley."

"Oh my god....." he said, running his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way...." I said, looking down.

"It's okay Hannah....or should I call you Miley?" he asked, sounding confused.

I laughed. "Well without my wig, I like being called Miley." I explained to him the reasons I have my secret identity and why he can't tell anyone.

"It makes sense," he stated. "So wait...omg that means I did it with you!" he screamed, just getting it.

"Yup," I said, pointing to my finger that once had my purity ring.

"I had so much to ask you! How are you? Are you feeling okay? Are you mad?!
he yelled.

"Joe!" I interrupted, trying to calm him down. "I'm okay...but I don't know why I puked..."

"Miley...." he said while gulping. "Do you think your.....pregnant?"

My heart stopped. Pregnant?! I never even thought of that! Next thing I knew, everything went black. I awoke a few minutes later to Joe gently rubbing cold water on my face.

"Wha...what happened?" I asked, as I sat up from his couch.

"You fainted when I asked if you were....pregnant." he said slowly.

"Oh god Joe what if I am?!" I said, getting all worked up.

"Don't worry, we'll get you a test somehow. I think my mom keeps spares in her room, and please don't ask how I know that." he said all at once.

I just nodded, too shocked to take everything in. While Joe was getting the test, my dad was calling me.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Miles, are you home? I just got your text. Why did you puke?" he asked nervously.

"I don't know Daddy but I'm at Joe's, he brought me here. He's just gonna let my stomach settle for a bit and then he's bringing me straight home." I answered. At least it wasn't a complete lie.

"Alright. Feel better Bud." he said before hanging up. I closed my phone just as Joe came back with the test.

"Your dad?" he asked, pointing to my phone.

"Yup," I replied, standing up.

"You know how to take these right?" he asked nervously.

"Yeah, I'll be right back." I replied. I took the test and then waited with Joe for 10 minutes. When the timer went off, we both crept over to the bathroom. I walked over to the test and read it.

"So? What does it say?" Joe asked, sounding scared.

I just stood there in silence. How do I tell him it's positive?

Ahhhh cliffhanger! MUahahha! Anywayyy, reviews please? I really love writing this story and I wanna know your thoughts.