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Chapter 2
"I'm pregnant."
"You're . . . you're what?" Nick asked shocked. Miley felt the overwhelmed urge to cry, but she held it back.
"You're not happy." She whispered, as Nick shook his head.
"No, I am. I'm very happy, I'm just . . . surprised." He said, grabbing her hand. She let go a sigh of relief.
"Have you gone to the doctor to confirm it?" he asked, as Miley nodded. His smile widened, as her leaned up and kissed her deeply. They pulled away, as he had a goofy grin on his face.
"I'm going to be a dad." He whispered, as she smiled, tears running down her face. They lay down on the bed, wrapped in each other's arms.
"Are you going to tell your parents?" he asked, as Miley shook her head violently.
"No chance in hell. I don't want them in my life. I have talked to either of them in over four years. I don't want to tell them anything." Miley said, forcefully. He nodded, not quite understanding. His parents were still a main part of his life.
"But, I want to go over to your parent's house tomorrow, and tell them. I want them to be the first to know, okay?" Miley asked, as Nick agreed.
"I love you, Miley Ray," he said, kissing her forehead, "and I'm going to love my mini-Miley." He said, as she giggled.
"Miley, baby, wake up; It's almost 10 and I told my parents we would be at their house for lunch around 11:30." He said, as she shot up.
"I need to get a shower." She said, getting out of bed.
"I already started it. Just make it quick, I mean if you could be out of there in 45 minutes, instead of an hour, it would be greatly appreciated." He smirked, as she slapped him gently, running to the bathroom.
An hour later, Miley came downstairs dressed in a strapless white-lace dress, with a thin gold belt around her waist, with matching gold flats.
"You look beautiful, and I'm impressed it only took an hour." Nick joked, as they walked outside.
They soon arrived at Nick's parent's house, as Nick punched in the gate code, driving up the driveway.
"Do you think she'll be excited?" Miley asked, as Nick nodded.
"She will be ecstatic. And just picture a little kid with our amazing looks and talent. Pssh, that kid will be so popular." Nick said, as Miley laughed. Nick knocked on the door, as Denise swung the door open, immediately attacking Miley with a motherly hug. Even though when Miley's parents got a divorce, and Nick and Miley weren't exactly friends, Nick's mother tried to fill in as the mother role to Miley, which Nick was grateful for. That's how he and Miley reconnected.
"Come on in, you two!" she said, ushering them towards the dining room, where a whole lunch feast was set.
"Papa J!" Miley exclaimed, running over to her second father. She hugged him tightly, as he hugged back with just as much affection.
"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!" she exclaimed, as he kissed the top of her head.
"I've missed you, Miss Miley." He said, as the four of them sat down at the table.
"So, what do you have to tell us?" Denise asked, as Nick just smiled.
"What do you think we have to tell you something? I mean, what if we just wanted to have a nice lunch?" Nick asked, sweetly.
"Because, I know Miley and I definitely know you, so just go ahead and tell us." She said, as braced herself.
"Um, well Miley do you want to tell them or should I?" he asked, looking over at his beautiful wife.
"You go ahead." She said, quietly.
"Well, Mom, Dad . . . Miley's pregnant." Nick said, as Denise squealed, standing up and hugging Miley tightly.
"I'm so happy for you guys!" Paul said, congratulating his son and daughter-in-law.
"Thanks." Miley whispered, smiling. They went back to their eating and eventually made their way out of the house.
"Sorry that took so long." Nick said, as they pulled out of the driveway. She smiled, putting her hand on the baby bump that was barely there.
"It's fine, but I think we should start talking about names." Miley suggested, as Nick smiled.
"Okay, well what would you want for a boy?" he asked, as Miley smiled. She thought about it for a few minutes, before throwing out suggestions.
"Well, for a girl I like Kylie or maybe Elizabeth. For a boy I like Nathan or maybe James." Miley said, as Nick nodded.
"I think if we have a boy, his name should be Matthew, or for a girl is should be Jessica or Jennifer." He said, grabbing Miley's hand.
"I like those names." She replied, as they pulled into their driveway. They made their way into the house.
"I'm scared." Miley whispered, her leg shaking. Nick put his hand on her leg, to make it stop shaking.
"Why?" Nick asked, as she leaned back against the uncomfortable waiting room chairs.
"Because, what if something is wrong?" Miley asked, looking down at the protruding baby bump appearing on her stomach.
"Miley, babe, nothing is going to be wrong." Nick said, putting his hand over her stomach. She looked up at him and smiled.
"Okay, if you're sure." She said, as the nurse walked out.
"Miley." She said loudly, as the couple got up out of their seat, walking back through the doors. They were lead to the room as the nurse put the chart on the door and left the room. She sat down in on the bed-like thing and waited for the doctor to come in. He walked in about 15 minutes later.
"Why hello there Miley, how are you feeling today?" he asked, as she shrugged.
"Okay, well lets get started."
Nick and Miley were standing in a high-end baby boutique. Nick was so close to banging his head against the wall, while Miley piled in hundreds of baby clothes into her shopping bag.
"Miley, honey, why didn't you do this with Demi?" he asked, referring to Miley's best friend.
"Because, as soon as I found out that I was having a baby boy, I wanted to start shopping for cute clothes! " she said, walking over to her impatient husband. She leaned up to kiss him as she pecked his lips softly and then pulled back.
"Don't you want to be here with me, shopping for your son?" she asked as he nodded, smiling.
"Okay, well pull out your credit card." She said, walking away as he rolled his eyes, following his wife.
Later on that evening, Miley planned on having a big dinner with all her friends and family. She stepped out of the bathroom, sliding on her red baby doll dress with a white cardigan. Miley made her way downstairs as she started preparing dinner. She got out all the fancy silverware and glasses, setting them out on their long dining room table. She put the roast in the oven, letting the vegetables simmer. She walked down the hall, and walked into Nick's study.
"Hey sexy." She said, as he looked up from his computer and papers. He smirked, as she walked over to him, sitting down in his lap. He wrapped his arms around her growing waist, putting his hand protectively on the quite large baby bump on her stomach.
"I'm pretty sure I should be saying the same thing to you." He said, placing small kisses on her neck.
"Baby, stop; everyone is going to be here soon and you wouldn't want to see this, would you?" she asked, as he pulled away smiling.
"I don't care. I love you and I don't care who knows it." He said, kissing her softly.
"I love you too, but now I have to finish dinner, so come on." She said, sitting up and pulling him up with her.
"Will you finish setting the table while I finish dinner?" she asked, giving him a puppy dog pout. He sighed and nodded.
"Thanks hun!" she said, hurrying out into the kitchen.
Just as Nick finished setting up the table, the doorbell rang.
"They're here!" Miley yelled, as if Nick didn't realize. He just waited in the dining room as he saw his mom and dad, Joe, Kevin, and Danielle walk in the dining room.
"Hey guys!" he said, greeting his family.
"Hey honey, how are you guys doing?" Denise asked, as Nick smiled.
"Great." He replied, as the doorbell rang again. A few minutes later, Demi and Selena walked in with Miley.
"Hey girls." He said, giving each of them a hug. Everyone sat down at the dinner table, surrounded by Miley's feast.
"So Miley, how far along are you?" Demi asked, watching Miley shove food in her mouth, seeing as she was eating for two.
"5 months." She replied, smiling widely.
"So, do you know what if it's a boy or a girl yet?" Denise asked, as she looked over to Nick. He nodded, as she looked towards everyone.
"We're having a boy!" she squealed, as Denise and Paul smiled.
"Another baby boy!" she said, getting up and hugging her son and daughter in law.
"Okay, well Paul and I were talking, and we've decided that we want to give you a gift. We want to pay to decorate and furnish your nursery." Denise said, as Miley got tears in her eyes.
"Really?" Miley said, as she jumped up and hugged her mother.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said, tears falling from her eyes. Miley had been very emotional lately.
"It's no problem. We really want to do something for you two and our little grandson." Denise replied. Nick smiled at his parents, as Miley got tears in her eyes for a different reason. Nick looked over at her, concerned, thinking something was wrong.
"What's wrong, Mi?" he asked her, everyone looking at her.
"Um, excuse me." She said, rushing down the hall to Nick's study. He gave his parents a weird look, but ran after her. He didn't know if something was wrong or what was happening. He made his way to the study and walked in, seeing his wife curled up on the leather couch. Her shoes were off and she was lying down.
"Baby, are you okay?" he asked, lifting her head up gently and sitting down, resting it on his lap.
"My parents would never do something like that for us." She said, tears falling from her eyes, slowly gliding down her cheeks. He wiped her cheeks, as he tried to make her feel better.
"Mile, if they were around, you know they would want to help and do something for their grandson." He reasoned, but she wasn't listening.
"But that's just the thing. They aren't here! They didn't even come to our wedding, Nick! None of my family came to my wedding. They probably only know we are married from the tabloids. Everyone in my family hates me, Nick! You don't know what that feels like. Your family loves you and they love each other. My parents live on opposite sides of the world, my mom is off screwing whatever guy she comes across and my dad is somewhere in Tennessee with his new gold digger. My brothers and sisters blame me for the divorce and I don't even remember the last time I spoke to them. I have no family, Nick." Miley cried, as Nick just listened to her. He knew she needed to get all of this out.
"Miley that is not true. You have me, my mom and dad, Joe, Kevin, Frankie, Danielle, and Alexis. And don't you dare forget about our son. Miley, I never want to hear you say you have no family ever again, alright? Because that is not true; not at all. So, quit your crying, babe. I don't like that look on you." He said, as she smiled.
"Okay, let me fix my make-up and I'll be back out there in a minute." Miley replied, as she got up off of Nick's lap.
"Do you want me to wait with you?" he asked, as she shook her head.
"It will just take a minute." She said, smiling. He leant over and gave her a kiss, putting his hand over her stomach.
"I love you, and I love our son. Never, ever forget that, okay." He said, as she smoothed out her dress.
"I love you, too." She said, as they went back to their dinner.
A/N: Yes, I know it has been about 4 months. I really didn't mean for it to be this long. Sorry guys. I hope you all like this chapter. Sorry it took forever. And I know the timeline in this is sped up, but I want it to be that way. I hope you all like it and tell me what you think.