……..It was Jake again.
"Jake. Go away."
"You abandoned me at the beach."
"Yeah… well."
"I didn't have a chance to do this…"
He kissed me again. I felt his tongue in my mouth. I bit down hard. I tasted blood.
"Ow! What did you do that for?!"
He slapped me across the face. I let out a cry and fell to the ground. I heard someone run in.
"Miley?!"
It was Oliver. I got up. I ran out, holding my face.
"Oliver!"
He pulled my hand away from my face.
"Oh my god," he pulled me into a hug "What happened?"
"jake was in my closet," I said in between sobs, "He started to kiss me and he put his tongue in my mouth. So I bit him."
I started bawling. My face was burning and stinging and I put my hand to It again. I looked down at my hand. I was bleeding.
"Miley. Don't cry. Then what happened?"
I was still talking and crying.
"Then, he got really mad and yelled at me and then slapped me across my face."
I wouldn't let go of Oliver. I didn't want him to get hurt.
"Miley. You have to let go."
"No. Oliver. It's fine. You don't need to do anything."
"Yes I do Miley!"
He pushed me off him. I just stood there. I watched him go into the closet and pull Jake out. Then he punched Jake in the face and he was out. He ran toward me. He pulled me into another hug. We sat down on my bed.
"Miley, everything is going to be ok."
I said nothing. I just cried and held on to Oliver. He leaned in to kiss me. I kissed him back. It was a fast peck but then I knew I could believe everything was going to be ok.
"Now go get dressed."
I took his hand and brought him into my Hannah closet.
"You've never seen this."
"Oh my god! It's awesome!!"
"Thanks. Now what should I wear?"
He picked out a pair of white kapris and a purple top. I tried it on with a pair of purple flats.
I walked back in.
"Well, what do you think?"
He walked over to me.
"Absolutely stunning."
He kissed me again. I started kissing him back. He put his hands on my waist. I had one hand on the back of his neck and the other was playing with his hair. I pulled away when I heard my dad call saying it was time to leave.
"Come on!"
I took his hand. We went to the concert. We got back at 11. We went down to the beach. We layed down in the sand and looked at the stars.
"Oliver, I love you."
"I love you, too."
I turned to look at him. He looked back. Our eyes met. I got up. I didn't want to make out right now.
"Where are you going Miley?"
I sighed. "Home."
"Why?"
"Oliver. I just don't feel like kissing or hugging or anything right now."
"Is everything ok?"
"Yeah. Everything is fine."
Everything was NOT fine.
1.) I was pregnant.
2.) I had Jake Ryan chasing after me.
3.) I didn't feel good.
"No. Miley, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
He grabbed my arm when I started to walk away.
"What do you want Oliver?!"
"I want you to tell me what's wrong!"
"Nothing is wrong!"
"Do you want to break up or something?"
"No Oliver. I just, I just don't wanna talk about it."
"Please?"
"Ok. One, I'm pregnant! Two, Jake Ryan is chasing after me, I hate him! And three, I don't really feel too hot right now."
"Oh. What's the matter? Why don't you feel good?"
"My stomach hurts and I just don't feel like myself."
"Ok. Do you want to be alone?"
"I want you to walk me to the house."
We walked to my house. I went up to my room. About a half hour later, when I was laying in my bed, I heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Oliver."
"Come in."
I sat up. He opened the door and sat down on my bed.
"Hi," I said.
"Hi."
"Why did you come up here?"
"I wanted to see how you were doing."
"But I was such a bitch to you earlier."
"It's ok. I still love you."
"Oliver, will you sleep with me tonight?"
"Sure."
He layed down and we turned to look at each other. Our eyes were locked.
I looked deep into his eyes. I was almost 5 months pregnant and he still loved me.
"Goodnight Miley. I love you."
"Woah. Who said I wanted to go to sleep right now?"
"It's two in the morning. Everyone else is asleep."
"I know."
I leaned in to kiss him. He turned. I felt my eyes start to burn from the tears building up. Was I wrong about him still loving me?
"What's wrong Oliver?"
"Nothing. I just, I think that if we kiss we might do more."
"You don't want to do more?"
"Well, of course I do. But, is that ok? I mean is it ok for the baby?"
"I asked the doctor, and she said it was fine."
"Allright."
The next morning I woke up to a note.
Dear Miley,
OH NO!
What will happen?!
Break Up?
Cheating?
WHAT?!
OMG!!
XD
:p
