The next day at my house Miley was over helping our wedding plans. Oliver and I decided on May 22. We wanted a spring wedding. Anyways I was so happy that Miley and where making my wedding plans.
"This is so cool. It's like we always dreamed. I get to help you with your wedding plans, you help with mine. Just like we pictured when we were eight."
"Yeah, it's hilarious. Anyways I'm glad you have more time to plan your wedding then I did mine. It can't be as much stress then," she said.
"Yeah. I don't know what colors though. Yellow has to be one of them, since it's like spring, and my favorite color, but I can't decide the other."
"What's Olivers favorite color?" she asked but she already knew the answer.
"Baby blue," I said.
"Those would be pretty. Okay, and Miley, would you be my maid of honor?" I asked.
"I'd love to. Who's Best man, and flower girl and stuff?" she asked.
"Amy gets to be flower girl again, and Jackson is the best man."
"Cute!" she said.
"I'm going to use the white and yellow roses idea then," I said.
"Okay, since you like roses more than I do, I'm glad I decided on something else," she laughed.
"Yeah me too," I said.
We looked through a bridal magazine for dresses for the bridesmaids.
"Hey, Miley, I've got a confession too," I said.
"Okay," she said.
"Last night, when you said something about being pregnant, I checked my calendar, and it's been seven weeks," I said.
"You think you might be pregnant," she said.
"There is a pretty big chance," I said.
"So it's been more than once?"
"Yeah," I admitted embarrassed.
"Well then, let's go get pregnancy tests," she said.
"I'm too embarrassed," I said.
"We have too. Remember I'm doing the same thing. Does Oliver know?" she asked.
"No. Let's just go before I loose my nerve," I said.
I left a note for Oliver.
Oliver,
Miley and I went to the pharmacy to get some stuff. Back in a bit,
Love, Lily.
Miley drove us because I was shaking. I knew there was a big chance, so I was crying. She bought hers first and stayed with me while I got mine. I couldn't even look at the guy behind the counter. We bought a bunch of water to make us have to go to the bathroom and had ourselves a pregnancy test party. She used our upstairs bathroom and I went downstairs. We came up at the same time and set the timer together. Then we decided to talk about what we'd do if it was postive.
"I'm going to keep it if I am pregnant," she said. "I think. Maybe adoption would be the way to go," she said.
"I don't know. But I will not have an abortion," I said.
"That's good. Neither would I."
Then the timer went off.
We both went to check them.
Our faces turned as pink as the stick.