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"My period was late, two weeks late. So I bought a test. I'm pregnant. And it's all your fault!" Lilly hit him again.

"Lilly.. I .. but.." He held her close. Lilly tried to push him away, but it did no good. Her eyes grew pink. Oliver rubbed her back. How did he always know what to do?

Oliver ignored the cold water, that ran onto his skin, from Lilly's eyes.

"I'm sorry." Oliver whispered and gave in.

Lilly cried harder.

"Lilly listen to me. I'm not going to leave. I'm not going anywhere. I'll protect you this time." Oliver ran his fingers though her hair.

Lilly couldn't speak so she nodded.

"Hey Lils." He pulled away and slid his hands onto her arms. "We're having a baby." He shook her as he spoke.

Lilly shook her head and started to smile.

"See you want to have a baby with me!" Oliver held her tighter.

"Nu-ah!" Lilly said smiling.

"Yes you do! Your happy your pregnant!" Oliver bounced.

"I'm not happy about it. But I'd glad it's your's."

"Well look on the bright side... Miley can help you with some stuff...?" Oliver ruined the funny mood.

"Mind if I stop by her house for a while?" Lilly's face returned to normal.

"Go ahead, should I tell my mom?" Oliver asked her, still scared she might beat him again.

"I don't care, you'll mom'll kill you." Lilly opened the door.

Oliver ran after her, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into a quick peck.

"Buh-bye." Lilly closed the door, and headed downstairs.

When the footsteps faded out of his mind, Oliver sat on his bed. "Oh God... your not making life easy." Oliver looked over at Lilly's purse on the floor. "Bless Lilly Truscott, she's not the most smart person, but she needs to learn to remember."

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Miley and Nick were hanging around more and more lately. They needed each other. Miley now was 21 weeks pregnant. When you put it into terms like that it seems long, but the waiting point was yet to come.

Lilly entered the Stewart's home.

"Lilly!" Miley screamed. "It's Christmas eve eve!"

"Oh yeah it is... hmm" Lilly thought aloud. "Hey."

"Did you kill Oliver?" Miley sounded like she was drunk. But that's what she did when she was excited.

"No I left his mom to do that." Pleasure filled her face when she thought about how whipped she'd get Oliver.

"Nice..." Miley nodded looking down. "Oh my gosh!"

"What?"

"Our babies are going to be best friends!" Miley's eyes were beaming.

Lilly smacked her own forehead.

"Hey Preggos!" Joe jumped over the last step as he flew into the room.

"Miley how many people did you tell?" Lilly grabbed Miley's arm.

"Not the whole school!" Miley referred to Lilly's actions from a while back.

"Whatever." Lilly rolled her eyes.

"Lilly! No you gotta stop with all that negativity stuff! Babies can sense that!" Joe came over in front of Lilly. "Now say your sorry!"

"I'm sorry." Lilly leaned forward and looked down at her flat stomach. Joe placed his hand on it, his other was on Miley's.

"I love babies!" Joe sounded like he was crazy.

"Wanna see the picture of it?" Miley sounded so sweet.

"Sure." Lilly nodded.

Miley walked into the kitchen. She took a piece of paper off the counter.

Lilly noticed Miley had started waddling. "Joe... where's Nick?" Lilly still looked straight at Miley when she spoke.

"Sleeping I think. Miles he still up in your room?" Joe called over to her.

"Yeah, or in the shower." Miley walked faster, back over to them. She held up the picture of the small baby that was in her.

"It's so cute! Yes you are!" Joe looked at the picture then back down at Miley's tummy.

"Joe..."

Joe poked Miley's stomach.

"Joe!"

He looked at Lilly. "Come back to earth."

"I'm the babysitter!" Joe was enjoying this too much, it was funny.

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Lilly waited in Oliver's living room, playing around with his camera.

She took out her cell phone and typed in a random number. She turned the camera on.

"Hello?" A young man answered.

"Fuck you!" Lilly screamed into the phone.

"Who the hell is this?"

"Hey fuck you!"

"Fuck you! Don't call her little bitch."

-click-

"Haha." Lilly smiled into the camera.

"Honey I'm home!" Oliver called.

Lilly turned the camera to the door. "Hey. Smile!"

"Turn that off you'll waste the battery." Oliver held a plastic bag in his hand.

"No this is Prego-cam!" Lilly said in a weird voice as she taped her stomach. "Miley said ginger ale and crackers."

"Ha! I remembered that from last month!" Oliver was boasting.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?" Lilly zoomed in on Oliver as he put the stuff away.

"Does it matter?" He asked not really caring about the camera anymore.

"Yes! It's our child. You don't care about our child?" Lilly laughed a little.

"Okay... a boy." Oliver picked.

"What should we name it if it's a boy?" Lilly scratched her head.

"Phil." Oliver randomly said.

"What about a girl?"

"Danielle."

"I like those names." Lilly agreed.

"I'm kidding."

"I'm not!"

Oliver shook his head and walked over to the girl who sat on his couch.

"Muah!" Lilly said quickly pecking his lips.

"Month one video over!" Lilly clicked the stop button.

"Why are you making that?"

"Why are you late?"

"I forgot what you needed so I had to ask Miley." Oliver whispered.

"Haha! I knew it." Lilly teased.

"You know you should just move in. You're here enough." Oliver joked.

"Wouldn't your mom mind?" Lilly took him seriously.

"Umm Lilly, I was ju-"

"I'll call her." Lilly dialed in her number, not caring what Oliver had to say. "Hi Mrs. Oken." Lilly said brightly. "How are you? Me too! Listen Oliver asked if I could stay here for a while. I know he didn't even ask you first, so I told him I'd call you." Lilly explained. Mrs. Oken understood that Lilly's mom wasn't there all the time. Heather's home was bad enough, without Lilly even there. So after ten minutes of begging, Mrs. Oken agreed. She knew Lilly since the first day of Lilly and Oliver's preschool classes. She was handling the pregnancy responsibly, and was joining the Okens to church on Sunday nights.

"I love your mom." Lilly smirked.

"I love your mom!" Oliver mocked her.

"Hey that just means I get to see you more." Lilly pinched his cheek.

"Call your mom." Oliver poked her stomach.

Lilly squirmed. "Fine."