"She's what?" James Oken exclaimed. With his messy dark hair, he looked almost exactly like Oliver, only older, obviously, and his eyes were blue instead of brown.

"I know it's shocking," Oliver said, trying to calm his dad down. "But we're trying to figure things out the best we can."

"What have you figured out so far?" his mother, Virginia, asked in a soothing voice. Lily smiled at her softly; she had always loved Virginia.

"Well, we know that I'm," Lily began, but swiftly corrected herself at a look from Oliver, "I mean, we're, keeping it. I moved out of my house, and I've been living with Miley."

"What are you going to do for the baby? Custody kind of things? And where are you going to get money for it?"

"I've been doing a little song writing on the side, and I've been selling my songs to Mi-I mean, Hannah Montana," Lily said brightly.

"That's definitely a good start," James said, nodding. "How about where you're going to live after the baby's born?"

"Robbie Ray said I could still stay with them. I feel a bit bad imposing like that, but he's the closest thing I've had to a real parent."

Oliver, who had remained silent during the whole thing, suddenly spoke. "And we haven't really talked about the custody thing yet."

"Now is a good a time as ever," Virginia sighed.

"I can take the baby during the weekdays, and Oliver can have the baby on the weekends," Lily said firmly. Her boyfriend, however, turned to look at her with raised eyebrows.

"That's not fair to either of us," he replied. "You'll have the baby more then me, and I'll never have a weekend."

Lily gaped at him. "You expected to have real weekends after this?"

"Life is gonna be the same as it is, Lil," he said certainly.

"No, Oliver, it's not!" she exclaimed, her ponytail flying around her face.

"You don't know what you're talking about," he said condescendingly. Her face turned to one of outrage.

"You know what? I'm out of here," Lily said, grabbing her bag and storming out of the front door. Oliver's eyes widened as he blinked several times.

"What just happened?" he asked his parents, who both looked at him with a mixture of pity, frustration, sadness, and amusement.

"You just pissed off your pregnant girlfriend," his mom laughed. "She'll be all right and come around in the next hour or two, even though you are at fault."

"Maybe you have ideas about the living situation."

"Have you ever thought about living together?" his dad said cautiously. Oliver seemed to think for a moment before smiling.

"That could work."

"It's a matter of where," Virginia stated.

"We couldn't stay here?" Oliver gasped.

"Only as a last resort, Oliver," his father grunted. "We love you, son, but this is more then we can handle."

"And where are we supposed to go?" Oliver said angrily. "Lily's got no parents."

"You know we love you both very much, but you know we don't believe in birth out of wedlock. Robbie Ray seems perfectly able to accomadate you."

"You're asking me to move out, aren't you?" Oliver growled. When neither of them responded, he shook his head. "Fine. I'm already gone."

Lily didn't know why she was so upset. I mean, sure, Oliver had been acting ignorant and stupid, but that was nothing new. It must have been the hormones, she was sure of it. Looking at herself in the full length mirror of her room, she sniffled and sighed. Her ponytail was a mess, the beginnings of her stomach were already showing a little, and her eyes were bloodshot from crying.

No wonder he fought with me. I'm fat, ugly, stupid…I'm horrendous! He can do so much better then me!

With these thoughts racing in her mind, Lily jumped in shock as Oliver stood in her doorway, a sheepish smile on her face, a couple of suitcases, and a single rose. She immediately broke into sobs.

"Lils, what's wrong?" Oliver asked immediately, setting his stuff down and rushing to her.

"You're being so sweet to me!" she wailed. "And I don't deserve it! I've got you trapped and stuck and you can do so much better then this! You deserve so much better then me!"

"Baby," Oliver sighed, pulling her into a tight hug. "You're way more then I deserve. You're amazing."

"No I'm not!" she said stubbornly, hiccupping for breaths. "I'm fat! And ugly! And I'm an idiot!"

"Lily, stop talking like that!"

"But I'd be lying."

"You would not! I love you, and the baby, and this! I don't care how much we have to go through, as long as I'm with you," Oliver said, wiping away her tears softly. "I wouldn't take back anything that's happened. Not for the world."

"Ollie!" she squeaked, launching herself at him in a hug. "You're the best, you know that?"

"So I've been told," he joked.

"What's with the suitcases?" Lily asked curiously.

"My parents kind of kicked me out?" he said, sounding more like a question.

"What?!"

"My parents don't believe in having children out of wedlock," Oliver explained. "I guess they expected us to say we were getting married or something, which is completely ridiculous."

"Why is that so ridiculous?" she snapped.

"Oh, boy," Oliver murmured. "I mean that we're a little young, Lily."

Lily sighed, tugging her hair tie out of her blonde hair and shaking it out. "I just…Oh, never mind."

"What is it?"

"It's nothing."

"No, it's not," Oliver replied.

"I just always imagined this kind of thing so much differently. I was always married, and I had this little apartment with my cute little life."

"We can still have that," Oliver reassured her. "Nothing's holding us back from that."

"Besides school, and our age, and parents, and everything else!"

"I feel like we can do this," Oliver said. "And you should, too. We're going to be completely fine."

"I'm starting to feel like we can, too," Lily said, a smile beginning to show on her features. Oliver beamed at her, picking her up with a twirl and setting her back down.

"I've been thinking about names lately," he said.

"Isn't it a bit early for that?"

"Yeah, but I'd like to have something to call the baby besides "it"," Oliver laughed.

"We still don't know if it's a boy or a girl."

"So why can't we pick out names for both?"

"All right," Lily agreed, warming up to the idea. "What did you have in mind?"

Oliver, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a list out of his pocket, and Lily suppressed a laugh at his eagerness.

Girl Names

Jamie Ann

Jessica Paige

Becca Rose

Samantha Lynn

Addison Blaire

Boy Names

James Owen

Jack Tyler

Patrick Daniel

Ryan Adam

Oliver Owen

Lily looked through the lists, laughing at a few, which caused several hurt looks from Oliver. "I have a few suggestions. First off, our baby is not going to be named after your ex girlfriend, all right? Second, you've got a bit of an obsession with "J" names. And you just had to go and throw in the Oliver, didn't you?"

"Of course I did!" he exclaimed indignantly.

"What about names that I like?"

"Hit me with your best shot."

Grabbing a scrap of paper, Lily scrawled down her own ideas.

Girls

Jailynn Paige

Paige Kathryn

Emmeline Lily

Ginny Rose

Boy Names

Dylan Mark

James Jack

Charlie James

Oliver Dylan

"Wow," Oliver whistled. "You definitely beat me in the names department."

"And that means what?"

"For a boy, I really like Oliver Dylan and James Jack, and for a girl I really like all of those names. I can't figure out which one is my favorite!"

"Neither can I!" Lily exclaimed. Oliver grinned at her, throwing an arm around her waist and nodding toward the suitcases.

"So, you gonna help me unpack?"

"Donut boy say wha?"

"I talked to Mr. Stewart and my parents, and if it's all right with you, we all think it's a good idea if we just live together."

"Yeah," Lily spluttered. "That's perfectly fine. More then fine. Great, actually."

With that statement, Lily gave him a little kiss and helped make room for him and his stuff.

A/N: It's time for a little game/poll!

I need help deciding on baby names! So, that's where my amazing readers shall come in!

Boy name choices: James Jack and Oliver Dylan

Girl Name Choices: Jailynn Paige, Paige Kathryn, Emmeline Lily, and Ginny Rose.

Remember, the last name for all will be Oken. Please give me an answer in a review! Thanks!

--RockerLogic