Holy crap I updated! I finished this fairly quickly, like yesterday xD. But I'm only updating now because right now, I don't know what to write for the next chapter :( Well, read on...

Miley's POV

I woke up Monday with the same old stupid routine of running to the bathroom and throwing up. Ugh, when would this stop? I took my shower and dressed in school appropriate clothes or more like clothes appropriate for me. A lose v-neck shirt and a pair of blue denim shorts. I lazily put my hair up in a messy bun and dragged myself down the stairs and into the kitchen for some breakfast, seeing my father at the table.

"Hey daddy," I went over to him, hugging him lightly from the side before walking over to the refrigerator, really hungry. I guess my baby was hungry because I was sure my dad was able to hear the mumbling of my stomach as I poured my milk into my bowl of cereal. I retrieved the bowl of food from the counter and brought it over to the table with me and sat in front of my dad who was now busy stuffing his nose in the newspaper.

We ate in comfortable silence. There wasn't nothing to talk about but I had way too much on my mind to wanna talk anyway. Today, I was gonna tell Cody I was pregnant. I was done holding it off, I just felt more and more guilty about it everyday and that was not good for me. Plus, I'd be confronting Demi about the odd Friday night she spent at my house and maybe I'd talk to Selena. I missed talking to her so much. It's been a couple a days but it's felt like forever since I had a real talk with her. Hopefully she'd forgive me for hiding my pregnancy and hopefully I'd forgive her for walking away like she had.

I finished my breakfast quite early and put my bowl in the sink. I gave my dad a quick kiss on the cheek before exciting the house. I had a talk with Vanessa last night and today, I was not only going to school with her but with Nick too and that made me smile.

I sat on the porch steps, resting my head in my folded arms, waiting to hear that loud beep that's I'd hear almost every morning. And soon enough, I did. I rose my head and spotted my two friends, making a large grin spread across face. Even though the loud noise bugged the crap out of me. I got up and ran to the car, hopping in the front seat since Nick chose to sit in the back .

"Hey Miles," the siblings greeted me simultaneously. I laughed.

"Hey." Vanessa pulled out of the driveway as we made our way to school. They were both well aware of everything I was planning to do today and I guess neither of them wanted to confront me about it knowing it'd add more stress to me. But that didn't stop me from starting a conversation.

"Nick, have you spoken to Demi recently?" I asked, turning my head to the back to get a glance of him. Talking to Demi was the one thing neither of them knew I was going to do today and I wanted it to stay that way until I spoke to Demi. I watched as he shook his head.

"No. I mean, I spoke to her mom Saturday before we hung out and she told me that Demi was sleeping and that if Demi wanted to talk when she woke up, she'd call me. Demi never did and I just don't know what's wrong with her," he frowned. I could see in his eyes that he was worried for his girlfriend, and I was pretty worried too, to be honest. I hoped what happened to her though would change her views on life.

"Why'd you wanna know that?" Nick asked a moment later. I looked back at him again and shrugged.

"Just wondering." And we left it at that. Soon we arrived at school and hopped out of Vanessa's car. Together, the 3 of us walked towards the entrance of the school building. My first hour didn't involve Nick or Vanessa, so we had to say goodbye to each other.

"Miles, I'll see you at lunch okay?" My dark haired best friend asked me as we stood near my locker. I gave her a nod and a hug before she walked away to a couple of her other friends, leaving Nick and I.

"How were you this weekend?" Nick smirked, leaning on the locker beside me while I went through my locker, getting the stuff I needed out of it. He was only asking my that because we hung out.

"Good."

He frowned at my reply, obviously expecting more than a one word answer. "Good? That's all?" I laughed at his face and slammed my locker shut as I heard the warning bell.

"Nick, don't be sad" I giggled. "You know I had a good time." We began walking towards my first hour. Just like after he found out I was pregnant, he was walking me to class. Spanish, the class I had with Selena and the closer I got to the door the more nervous. I didn't know what I'd say to her after Friday.

"You okay Mi?" Nick noticed my unsettling face making him question me. He gripped my arm lightly as he pulled me aside so that we weren't standing in front of the door after we had reached it. I shook my head, taking a deep breath.

"Not really. I don't wanna face Selena. I disappoint her and I don't wanna see her face when I walk in the classroom," I averted my gaze to the floor, staring down at my flip flop covered feet. Nick pulled me into a hug, wrapping his arms around me as I snuggled my head into his firm chest. For a moment, we didn't say anything as we stayed in each others grasp. I sighed, my breathing rate decreasing with every breath I took.

"Don't put to much thought into it Miley. Just let whatever happens, happen." I nodded at his advice before pulling away. I gave him another quick hug and entered the classroom. Everybody was already in the class and just as I had walked in the bell rang and everybody turned to look at me but I tried my best to ignore their stares as I glanced around the room for Selena, spotting her in the back, sitting alone.

I immediately made my way back there, sitting on the seat next to her at the two person table. She had her head down, being the only person who didn't look at me when I came in the class.

I took a really deep breath, putting all my nerves aside. "Sel..."

She replied but still didn't look at me. "What do you want?" she mumbled into her arms, annoyed. I frowned her the way she was acting towards me; Why was she being so hostile? Was she trying to upset me? I was sure she knew I was sorry.

"Selena, I'm sorry for not telling you," I whispered. "I didn't think you'd think bad of me, I was just worried. It's not easy telling people what I told you." I made sure she was the only one who could hear me.

Her back rose slightly as she breathed in then out before bringing her head up to finally look at me. I don't know if it was me, but she looked awfully sad. "It's fine," she said. We looked each other in the eyes as my eyes widened in shock.

"It's fine?"

She smiled weakly and nodded. "Yeah. I mean I was just mad that you could do that to Cody." I looked down. "And you hid it from me, it was just a lot to take in. But I forgive you. You're my best friend, I can't stay mad at you forever." Her voice was low enough that the teach ain't hear us. Selena puled me into a hug as I smiled, missing the feeling.

"I'm so glad we worked this out," I confessed after we pulled away. She nodded and motioned for us to pay attention. I knew I had a lot of explaining to do, but for now I was content. Though, I still had 2 more people to confront today, so I groaned realizing that.

It was after class and I didn't know what to do. I didn't have a single class with Demi so I had no idea how I'd talk to her, but suddenly as I was walking past the girl's bathroom, someone forcefully tugged on the back of my shirt, pulling me into the bathroom.

"What the hell?" I screamed, turning around to see who had pulled me, to find that it was Demi glaring at me with her hands on her hips.

"Shut up! Could you be any louder?" she groaned. "Now about what happened on Friday night, we are not speaking of that, got it?" I knew she wanted me to believe that it wasn't bothering her still but I knew it was. Then I remembered there was something she said she was gonna tell me on Friday but it wasn't the best time, what was it? I hesitantly took a hold of her sleeve as we both fell down to the floor.

I shook my head. "Demi, why are you acting like this?"

She looked up from her hands, scoffing, "Like what? Don't act like you know me." She ripped her sleeve out of my lose grasp and turned her attention away from me. I bit my lip, trying not to get mad. Like a bitch, I wanted to say, but of course I didn't.

"If you're gonna be like this, you shouldn't have come to me on Friday, I don't have to deal with this," I jumped up off the tiled flooring of the bathroom and headed towards the door just as I felt Demi wrap her hand around circumference of my wrist.

"Look, I'm sorry." The pain in her voice was unmistakable and even worse in her eyes when I turned around. She had let go of my wrist and slid back on the ground and stuffed her head in her arms, her mind clearly sinking back to Friday. And I sat down next to her, hearing small cries come from her. I rubbed her back, letting her just cry like we both had on the previous Friday. And plus I was gonna most like miss all of second and 3rd period but I hoped I'd make it to lunch; I couldn't afford missing lunch again after what happened on Friday. A lot happened on Friday now that I thought about it.

For a good 15 minutes all I heard were Demi's cries echoing through the bathroom and soon she stopped and moved so we were a comfortable amount of space away from each other.

"I'm really am sorry for involving you in my problem but I came to you because I felt like even though am always mean to you, I could trust you sorta. I just don't think anybody else would even attempt to care like you had," she looked at me.

I smiled on small smile. "I'm like that I can't help. But I got a question. Why have you been so mean to me these past five years?"

I watched her frown. "Because...my brother died-" she put her hand up when I opened my mouth. What did that have to do with me? "My brother Anthony was dating your sister Brandi when she got pregnant five years ago. Apparently my brother left upset after she told him and while he was driving, he wasn't paying attention...and he he got into a car accident, dying the moment he crashed," she nodding, sucking her cheeks in to prevent herself from crying. I brought my hand up to my face in utter shock. I had no idea.

"That's the only reason I have hated you. So I wanna apologize because I know you had nothing to do with it but I couldn't except the the fact that my brother's gone," she finished, no longer looking down but at me. "I just hope you except my apology."

I sighed deeply, thinking about it for a moment for responding, "I get why you did what you did for the longest but it's gonna take me a while to forgive or trust you Demi. And I'm sorry for what happened to your brother, I'm sure my sister was heart broken too, as much as you." She nodded slightly as we both frowned a bit at the thought of my sister. I wondered where she was at the moment.

"Again, I'm sorry you had to see me cry on Friday, but can we really not speak of what happened?" she begged.

"Fine, but if you wanna talk about it, I'm here." I got up and gave her a small smile before walking out of the bathroom. If my exit came off as harsh, I didn't mean for it to be that way, but the conversation was over, I said what I wanted to say and that was it. Though I was kinda dazed at the new info that had been told to me, I couldn't believe I had no clue but then again I don't remember Brandi saying anything to me.

I didn't feel like getting a detention or a tardy for being late for class so I went to the nurses office and thankfully Denise wasn't working today cause I wouldn't feel comfortable lying to her. I told the lady at the desk that I wasn't feeling good, so she let stay in the office. Turns out though, I had a slight fever but it was nothing major. I stayed in the office until I felt a little better. I asked the nice lady for a slip and she gave me one, so I was off to my 2nd hour class. I walked in a couple of minutes before class ended, gave the teacher the little slip and sat at my desk for the next 5 minutes until the bell ring, signaling class was over. I gathered any stuff I needed and had before getting out of class.

Soon, it was lunch time and I couldn't be happier. I hurried to the cafeteria, grabbing my lunch from the line and sat down on the bench of the round table, immediately digging into the not so delicious food. I was hungrier then I think I'd ever been.

"Whoa! Are you trying to drown yourself in food?" Out of nowhere, my best friend came and asked me, rudely interrupting my eating fest. I glanced up, almost demon like and I must've looked mad enough to make her back away. "Sorry, didn't mean to get you pissed," with her hand held up, she said defensively. I shook my head and dropped my fork before taking a napkin and wiping my mouth with it.

"It's fine, just really hungry."

She sat down next to me with her tray of cafeteria food in front of her. "Are you hungry are is the baby," she whispered. I rolled my eyes, though it was most likely true that the baby in my stomach was hungry.

"Um, both," I giggled and returned back to my food, unaware that Vanessa was thinking about something.

"Y'know Miles, the longer you wait, the worse it'll be," she surprised me by saying that because I wasn't sure of what she meant.

"What?"

She sighed, "Miles, I'm all for you doing what's best for you but the longer you wait to tell Nick about you know what, the more mad he'll be when you tell him. I love the both of you, I want both of you to be happy but you need to tell him, and I mean soon not in 20 years," she joked at the ending but she was really serious. This made me stop eating. I knew I had to tell him, but how would I do that? I was scared.

"I know, but I'm scared of how he'll respond to the news. We're both still young, I don't want him to have his life ruined because of a mistake that we made," I frowned, biting my bottom lip and thought about the worse possible scenarios.

"Miles, stop thinking bad," she grabbed my hand, rubbing it to calm me down. "I know my brother, we would never do anything to hurt you. He did in the past but you see now that's he's changed. He's not gonna up and leave when you tell him. He may be initially shocked or upset but don't take it to heart, okay?" I nodded, sighing a bit. "Just promise me you'll tell him soon."

She wasn't trying to pressure me, I was sure of that. "I...I promise," I nodded, making sure I knew myself that I was gonna tell him. When? I didn't know, but one word that was gonna stick with me until then: soon, Soon I would tell him.

For the rest of lunch, we ate in silence as my thoughts consumed me. I downed my food like a dead zombie, with no emotion Vanessa tugged on my shirt, i didn't realize it but eventually I did when she yelled in my ear, attracting attention.

"What?" I glared at her.

"We got to get to class." I responded by getting up and grabbing my tray. I think my stuff away and left the cafeteria without my friend. I just wanted to get to my next class so I could end my day sooner, but the sooner my day would end, the sooner I'd have to talk to Cody, making me groan again. When I walked into my 4th period, remember at the sight of him, that curly headed Nicholas was in this class.

I skipped happily to the back of the room, almost forgetting my talk with Vanessa and sat next to him. I could care less that people were looking.

"Why do you look so happy?" he asked me as class started and once again we were handed stupid packets to finish by the end of class. Nick asking me this made me think, why was I happy? I was quite grumpy before I came into the class then all of a sudden I see Nick and I'm a grinning fool. What has gotten into me?

So I gave Nick the best answer I could, I shrugged. "I don't know, but I don't think I am anymore," I said as my eyes fell upon the paper on my desk. I made my fingers pick up the thin edges of the paper before dropping it with a scowl.

I listened as Nick's sweet laugh filled my ears. "Need help?" I took a glance over at him, ready to glare when I saw that he was already hallway done with the work and in return my jaw fell to the floor.

"What the heck! Yes!" I knew I was gonna need professional help without looking at the work and who better to ask then Nick? So for the next hour Nick helped me with my work and we both managed to finish on time. I was beginning to feel like the more time I spent with Nick, the more I felt for him and the more my mind jumbled up in complete confusion.

I knew my last hour was with Cody, but I wasn't going to tell him them, I was gonna tell him after school. I walked through the door of the classroom and spotted Cody sitting in the front with a couple of his friends. I went up to him and whispered in his ear,

"I have to talk to you after class." He looked up at me confused but nodded nonetheless. As I sat down at my desk a few rows behind him, all I could think about was what I was gonna say to him in an hour. For the last 2 months our relationship didn't seem like a relationship but I had no one to blame but myself for it. I couldn't even think about the possibly that he would break up with me. I managed to control my thoughts and get through the class without missing the lesson.

I sat out on the grass in front of the school waiting for to come out so we could talk. I was waiting anxiously and I was sure you could see it on my face. The first thing Cody said to me when we walked up to me (finally!) was:

"Babe, are you okay?" My anxiety got the best of me because I would've smiled at how concerned her was, but at this point, there was no way in hell that I could. He cautiously fell down next to me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him. I felt his lips place a kiss on my head making me wanna cry. "What's wrong Miles?" he repeated, staring down at me.

I looked away. "If I told you something, like really bad, would you break up with me?" my voice cracked as I asked this.

"That depends, how bad?" He was trying to shake off his uneasiness with a smile. I wasn't looking at him but I knew he was scared of where I was going with this conversation. His arms were still around me but I could feel his grip loosening with every word that left my quivering mouth. .

"Very. Look Cody," I grabbed his hands the best I could, looking at him as I did so. "I'm really sorry this happened, I didn't mean for this to happen..what I'm trying to say is..I-I'm p-pregnant," I whispered. He looked down at my stomach and shook his head rapidly, pulling away from me.

"No no no Miles you didn't do this to me."

I began tearing up just as he did too. "I love you, I'm sorry." I tried getting a hold of his arm but he forceful moved my arm out of the way.

His breathing was increasing. "If you loved me you wouldn't have went out and gotten pregnant Miley!"

"Shh!" I glanced around, hoping no one was around to hear. "I was drunk!" He sat still, taking in what I had said and then asked something I knew I couldn't tell him, at least I didn't want to.

"Like that makes it any better. Who's the father?" he demanded.

I started stuttering, "Uhh-uhh..."

"You don't know!" he began shaking his head vigorously, "You know what? I'm not dealing with you right now Miles..I'll-" shaking his head even more, he left me sitting on the grass alone. He looked beyond stunned and hurt but I felt the same way, but guilt flooded my body more than any other emotion. I have never felt as bad as I did at this moment before in my life.

Last night I thought of how Miley was going to tell Nick she was having his baby but now I wanna write a one shot with that idea =/ so yeah, this kinda sucks. Hope you guys review though :))

~~Jasmine~~