Alrighty! So I'm still up, haven't been asleep since 2011 first started. Yeah. That's fun. I'm suppost to be cleaning my room right now but, eh. I'm in the writing mood. So anyways, most of you all wanted Olivia to be pregnant, either to add on more drama with the whole Wen thing or just because you thought it was a good idea.

So here's chapter 4! It may be a little short, but that's just because we're so close to the end of the movie.

Chapter 4: Not Possible
Olivia's POV

"I really don't think this is because of us riding for so long, Olivia." Amy said as she rubbed my back as I threw up for the third time. Of course that's why I'm throwing up. There's no other reason.

"Well unless you can thing of a reason as to why it wouldn't be because of that, then that's why. I'm fine. Let's just get back to riding," I said, wiping my mouth with my sleeve and started walking towards the bike. Amy just shook her head at me but got on, and we started riding.

She didn't turn back when she started talking as we were riding. "Olivia, I need to ask you a question."

I somewhat tensed up. What kind of question? "Sure?"

"When's the last time that you and Wen-"

"Woah, woah. Wait, I am not pregnant. I mean, come on. That'd be impossible and-" wait. It did make sense. I started thinking back. "Two months ago... before I came to live with you guys. But that doesn't technically mean... I can't be. I-"

I didn't notice that I had let go of the handle bars until the bike somewhat curved and we started leaning to the left. Amy stopped the bike and turned back to face me. She looked really panicked. And why was she breathing that hard? Or was that me?

"Olivia, just take some breaths. It's alright. I'm not mad. No one would be. Come on-" Okay, maybe it was me. But this really couldn't be. I was having Wen's kid.

Wen who was cheating on me.

Wen who didn't call.

Why wasn't he calling me? Wait, if my phone has been off for a couple hours, then it will probably work for atleast 3 minutes tops. I pulled out my dead phone and turned it on. It rang with a 'low battery' signal and said I only had 7 percent left. And then it started ringing like crazy.

Text messages, about thirty of them, all from Wen. A few from Stella. Around twenty calls from Wen, one from a random number. A lot of voice mails. Why would he be calling me? Yeah, probably to tell me that it was over.

So what, I'd have to take care of his kid by myself? Obviously. I wasn't going to give it up.

"Maybe you should call him," Amy said, putting a hand on my shoulder and then taking a walk towards where there was a huge patch of grass and trees. I looked down at the phone. Five percent left. I'd have to do it quick. I selected Wen's number and called.

Please don't pick up. Please, don't pick up!

Oh, what was I saying? Pick up, pick up, pi-

"Hello?"

"Wen?" There was a huge crashing sound in the background and I heard a lot of people talking at the same time.

"Olivia, look I know that you saw the pictures and stuff but-"

"I know. I understand?"

"You do?"

Oh, I think it's quite obvious. "Yeah. So we don't have to do this any more. You can go be with her. I'll leave you alone. If that's what you want."

"Wait, what! No! What are you talking about? Olivia, I love you. The girl, she came back stage after the concert in Florida and kissed me.Even ask the rest of the band, they were the ones that were yelling at her. Olivia, are you there?"

Was he telling the truth? Well why would he lie? Or maybe he was just trying to let me down easy.

"Liv, come on. Look, here's Mo. She'll tell you what happened. Just, please. I love you, Olivia. Don't do this."

Mom came on the phone shorty after, and my phone chirped with one percent left. I had about a minute left I guess. So I asked her if she could hand the phone back to Wen. I know what I had to do.

"Wen?"

"Yeah, I'm here baby."

Baby. Could I tell him? No, not until we find out for sure. I was pretty positive, but I think that if we saw a doctor or someone who knew about this kind of stuff, then that would be good. I would have to tell him in person.

"I believe you."

He sighed, sounding relieved. It was just blown out of contex. I heard the same exact story from three different people. He was telling the truth.

"Thank you."

"We need to meet up. Like, now. I need to tell you something."

"It's not bad, is it? You're not hurt right?"

"I'm not really sure if it's good or bad. I'm saying good for my side, but I'm not sure. I just think we need to talk it out."

"I agree. So where are you? Did you make it to Palm Springs yet?"

"Well, not exactly. We're in some canyon place, but I think there's a little town up ahead-" but the phone vibrated and turned off before I could finish. Ah, great. I turned to look at Amy, who was walking back towards me.

"Do you see that?" I asked her, pointing towards a little house far away. She nodded excitedly, and we both hopped back on the bike, riding towards the house.

Turns out it wasn't a house at all. It was a little diner on the side of a road. There weren't a lot of people there, but it gave me a sense of comfort knowing we were finally in a place with a population more than two.

"Do you think the cook could make the pancakes in the shape of Christmas trees?" Amy asked nicely. Yeah, I really didn't care. As long as I got some food, I'd be good. Wow, mood swing much? Oh god, I really am pregnant.

"I can't do this." I said outloud as the waitress left. Amy looked at me from across the table.

"I can't be a mother. I'm 17! Why aren't you guys yelling at me and telling me that I'm not responsable and then kicking me out!" I yelled quietly. She just laughed.

"Olivia, this entire trip you were pretty much the adult. While you were pregnant. It's different for everybody. When I was having Charlie, I didn't find out until I was five months along. You're almost 18, actually, so it is legal. By the time the baby comes you'll already be 18. But, you don't act your age. You act older. Like your, 25. Yes, you can do this. We're not going to kick you out. We're going to be there for you. Even if Wen doesn't support it, we will. We're a family." She finished off.

I smiled and felt a tear come down my cheek. But I wiped it away and chuckled, shaking my head. "I don't know how to be a mom."

"I'll help you out." She said, resting a hand on her stomach. I glanced out the window, and saw that there was a lot of rocks flying all over the place. Wait, how was that possible? I turned to Amy to see that she was looking at it too.

A giant helicopter landed, and everyone in the diner looked out at me. I got up and started walking, being followed by Amy. We were hesitant at first, but then broke out into grins and started running towards it.

They found us! The Duncans! Wait, how did they-

"We tracked your cell phones and figured out where you guys were," Gabe said, giving his mom a hug. I just smiled, and then was pulled in for a hug from Bob.

"Are you okay?" He asked, checking me over. I laughed and told him I was fine. Then there was a loud beeping sound, and two old fasioned cars came pulling in. Everyone ran over to them and I walked over slowly, not really sure who they were.

Oh wait, these people must be the grandparents. Alright, see, things were making sense now. Charlie was strapped in to her car seat, but that didn't stop her from wiggling around and reaching out towards her parents. Hm, maybe that's what my kid would do. I smiled.

Maybe things could turn out right after all.

"Wait, so how did you guys get here without a car? I thought you guys were in Vegas?" PJ asked after everyone greeted eachother.

"We road that bike over there." I told him, my arms wrapping around my stomach.

"Wait, isn't that like-" he started saying put I cut him off.

"Yeah, ninety miles," I smiled. Then the pain in my behind started hurting. "my butt hurts." I said, and he just laughed and pulled me in for a hug.

We were all just about to get into the cars, when another helicopter started to get closer to the land. Oh great, what now, is it the FBI? The helicopter wasn't even on the ground yet, when the side door of if flung open, and someone jumped out, landing up right on their feet. You could hear the sound of laughter coming from inside the helicopter, but I really wasn't paying attention.

There, standing a few feet away from me, was Wen.

My Wen.

We both started running towards eachother at the same time, and crashed into eachother, my arms wrapping around his neck and his arms around my waist, pulling me tightly into him and spinning me around. He finally put me back on the ground and looked into my eyes. His blue eyes were shining and the hat on his head had fallen off but but there wasn't anyone around here that could call the paparazzi right now.

"How'd you find me?"

"We tracked your phone. Did you know that someone else was tracking it at the same time we were? It was really freaky, but then we found out that it was the Duncan family doing it. So we followed there phones here." He said, leaning his forehead against mine. I smiled up at him and tightened my grip on his neck, my hands playing with the hair on the back of his head.

I pulled him down to me and pressed his lips to mine, both of us sighing at the same time. There was a chorus of 'aww's coming from around us, but that didn't stop us. Wen lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he held me up. We broke apart eventually and he slid me gently onto my feet.

I turned my head back towards the helicopter, but it was already gone, and there was Charlie, Mo, and Stella staring at us with smiles on their faces. I quickly ran over to them, dragging Wen along and we all got into a group hug. They all started talking at the same time, but stopped talking when they saw Amy walking towards us. She threw some keys at Wen who caught them with his free hand.

"You guys can follow behind us," she said and smiled at me, then walked back into the blue car. They started it up and started turning around.

"Uh, I think we should follow them before we get lost," Stella said, grabbing onto Charlie's arm pulling him towards the car.

"When did they become a couple?" I looked at Mo then at Wen. He shrugged.

"Like, a week after you left." he said, opening the passanger seat for me. I smiled and got in, and then I noticed that my free arm had been wrapped around my stomach since after the group hug. Wen looked down at it and gave me a confused look.

"I need to tell you guys something..." I said, nervously. Wen started the car and started to drive, but was glancing my way.

"Go ahead," Charlie said, looking at the inside of the car. Ah, boys will always be boys and love cars. Well, at least Charlie would.

Wen grabbed onto my hand and I turned in the seat to face him and the rest of the band. "I'm pregnant."

The car lurched backwards for a second, until Wen got control back. He turned to look at me, wide eyed, just like the rest of the band.

"Your what?" he asked, his voice a little too loud.

"I'm having a baby."

The people in the back were quiet. Wen was shaking his head. Alright, maybe he doesn't want this kid. Wait, was he smiling?

"I'm going to be a dad?" he questioned. I just nodded, not really sure what else to say. Well, at least he wasn't questioning if it was his or someone elses. That proves he trusts me. Alright, this is working out good so far.

We finally pulled up into the house, and the other car was waiting at the door for us. We got out, but me and Wen hung back. He put his arm out and I walked into him, his arm wrapping around my waist while the other hand was placed gently on my stomach.

"You're okay with this?" I questioned, resting my head on his shoulder. He chuckled.

"Of course. I think we'd make great parents."

"You don't think it's too soon? What about the band? What about tour? Well, I guess that I'm not going on it anyways so... but you won't be around all the time-"

"I'll be with you the entire time." he said, looking down at me. What? "We'll figure something out. Maybe you could come with us. If you wanted. We'd only be on tour for another month. And most of the time we're just traveling. Then we could take you back here."

I smiled up at him. "I like that idea."

Oih. I got some drama over here on my phone. Oh teenage girls. Wait, I am a teenage girl... Well anyways, hope you enjoyed that. So I think I'm going to go take a nap now, after all it is 4:16 and I have school tomorrow too. But we probably won't do anything because the teachers are like, "Oh I hate you, kids." Fail.

Alright, so review and thanks for reading!

-Maybeth