Hey guys! Thanks for the lovely reviews! Er, as a sort of response to one. No, I wouldn't really consider this an AU at all, because the lifestyle of Gorillaz hasn't much been explained after Phase 3 had been set and they ended up on Wobble Street. So technically any story explaining afterwards (in my eyes) is fair game to write about and make whatever you want of it. Glad to see I have a lemon lover!

Just to clear it guys, the story was rated "M" for a reason. Don't read if you don't want to deal with sexual situations that may not be in your favor. You have been warned.

Five Months Pregnant

Noodle sat on a park bench, smoking a fag. Her acoustic guitar lay beside her. She looked down at it, the worn wood looking at her. It had been one of the only things to stick beside her throughout the years. She tossed the fag, curling over in pain. Noodle desperately searched around, finding a bin to vomit into. She wiped her mouth, bending over a second time to dispose of the sick. She slowly walked back to bench, taking a drink of water and spitting it out. Noodle had known smoking was something she shouldn't have done. It was hard going three months without a single one when she had been basically a chain smoker before she knew of her pregnancy. This was one of two times she had broken down and had one. The last time though she had been able to keep herself from vomiting. She sighed, kicking a rock. Her belly had grown so much in the last two months to the point where she was reduced to wearing Stuart's and Murdoc's old baggy jumpers. Her trousers didn't fit her anymore. She had to go out and buy new ones. There was no way she would be able to keep this a secret for much longer. The only way she had been able to was by staying in her room for most of the day and leaving the house when the boys were awake.

Today was the day of her second ultrasound. She hadn't wanted to schedule another one, seeing as for the last three months she had been harboring a picture of her last one that she still hadn't taken a peek at. Yet something kept nagging at her the more she could feel herself grow. Even if she wasn't sure about how she wanted to have this pregnancy go, she didn't want to let something die inside of her. No, abortion had been ruled out by now. Noodle put a hand to her chest, tapping lightly. Her heartburn had been driving her crazy. Along with her legs cramping and the lack of sleep. It was all starting to wear her sanity thin. It was hard enough hiding a pregnancy on top of the fact that she was dealing with it alone. Noodle put her head in her hands. It hurt knowing Kamron wasn't around to help her out. Even though she doubted that he would have if he was still here. It would just be nice to have somebody to share this with. This... this... child.

Noodle looked away from the picture of the ultrasound as the doctor moved around on her stomach, blabbering on about the development and what she should do. She bit her bottom lip, holding back the tears. How could something so small inside of her make such a big impact on her daily life? "Noodle," the doctor said loudly. She looked over, carefully avoiding the screen. "Would you like to know the sex?" he asked. Noodle stared at him for a good two minutes before she shook her head no. No. That would just cause more attachment. That was something that she didn't need right now. She already had too much of that. It would be hard enough giving up the child if she decided upon adoption. The doctor talked on, pointing at the screen, but she cared not to look at it. She looked down at her belly. The rounded shape brought a flood of emotion to her. Memories she didn't want to have anymore. Emotions she wished she could toss. Rubbish, all of it. She shook her head, looking up at the doctor.

The sound of the bus felt numb to her ears as she held onto her growing belly and lay back in the seat. The dull, rainy streets passed her by. Life felt unreal to her anymore. She wished dearly that she could just close her eyes and the last year would just disappear. Unfortunately though, she realized it couldn't be erased. No matter how much she hoped. The bus clicked and she stood, putting the strap of her guitar case over her shoulder. The baby bump was out and full, showing to the rest of the passengers. The last thing she needed was for one of them to recognize her and tell a reporter. The Wobble Street house would be flooded with the papp. Noodle looked up, making sure Russel was still asleep. She had grown too much recently to be able to scale the building into her bedroom.

The house was as dark as it was outside when she entered. Murdoc was snoring drunkenly on the couch, and Stuart was more than likely in his room. She hadn't seen much of either of them. Noodle snuck into her room, closing the door quietly. She removed her sweatshirt and trousers, putting on pajamas. She sighed in relief, feeling more comfortable. It was harder for her to keep regular clothing on with the growing weight on her. Noodle yawned, her covers swallowing her up. She looked at the clock, closing her eyes.

The melodic beat started. Noodle slowly opened her eyes, feeling herself wakened by the noise. She yawned, looking around. The sky was still dark and raining. Stuart was playing the keyboard above her loud enough for her to hear him, and his singing. She rolled on her back, listening in.

"Clinging to me
Like a last breath you would breathe
You were like home to me
I don't recognize the street

Please don't close your eyes
Don't know where to look without them
Outside the cars speed by
I never heard them until now"

Noodle closed her eyes. This was one of her favorite songs to hear him sing. She had actually been the one to show him. His voice fit it perfectly.

"I know you care
I know it is always been there
But there's trouble ahead, I can feel it
You are just saving yourself when you hide it

Yeah, I know you care
I see it in the way you stare
As if there was trouble ahead and you knew it
I'll be saving myself from the ruin
And I know you care"

Why was he singing it though? She hadn't heard a peep from him in a long time.

"I used to run down the stairs
To the door and I thought you were there
Do you shape through the comfort of us
Two lovers loved out of love

Oh, but I know you care
I know it is always been there
But there's trouble ahead, I can feel it
You are just saving yourself when you hide it"

His voice quivered, and he stopped for a second. Slowly he picked up the tune again, starting back with the singing. Noodle rolled over, wrapping a fuzzy blanket around her. She slid on her slippers and walked out of her door, heading upstairs. The singing began again, growing stronger with each step approaching his door.

"Yeah, I know you care
I see it in the way you stare
As if there was trouble ahead and you knew it
I'll be saving myself from the ruin

And know it wasn't always wrong
But I've never known a winter so cold
Now I don't warm my hands in your coat
But I still hope"

Noodle stood infront of his door, putting her ear to it and slowly sitting down. His voice was so calm it was soothing her into sleep again. He must be going through an opium run again if he was staying up and singing at these ungodly hours.

"'Cause this is how things ought to have been
And I know the worst of it wasn't all that it seemed
Why can't I dream
Why can't I dream

'Cause I know you care
And I know you care
I know you care
I know you care
I know it's always been there"

Her eyelids slowly closed, leaning on the door frame more. She could hear him sniffling and his keyboard fall to the ground. Was he okay? She looked up at the handle, contemplating whether or not she should go in. Stuart was definitely not feeling okay right now and it would be rude of her to not see if she could do something to better it. Especially if she was sitting right outside of his bedroom. Slowly she rose, holding onto her belly. She took in a deep breath, knocking on his door gently. "Staurt?" she called. The fuzzy blanket clinged to her, her free arm holding on with a death grip. Stuart shuffled around, and then called for her to come in. Noodle grabbed the knob, slowly opening the door. Stuart was sitting on his bed, rubbing at his eyes. Pieces of paper were scatter everywhere. He motioned for her to come over. She walked up the dimly lit room, sitting next to him.

Stuart stared at the ground, sitting in silence. Noodle frowned, hiding her belly in the blanket. "Are you... are you okay?" she asked, placing a hand on his back. He stiffened up at her touch, almost pulling away. Stuart looked at her, his eyes seeming more vacant than usual. "Noodle.. why are you hiding things from me all the time? Why couldn't you just tell me?" he whispered. She looked at him, her heart speeding up. Had he found out? She watched as he pulled out a piece of paper, unfolding it quickly. She gasped, looking at her first ultrasound. "I found it by the living area earlier. Why didn't you tell me I had gotten you pregnant?" his voice slowly disappeared. Noodle froze. What? He thought she was pregnant by him? It dawned on her how they had made it soon after the ultrasound was taken. He must not have seen the date on the photo.

"Stuart..." was all Noodle could think of saying. How could he miss the dating on the photo. She placed a hand over his, covering the tiny picture. Stuart looked at her, his face a mixture of dismay and anger. Anger at what though? Had he really thought she would keep something like this from him? Her heart hurt, she had been keeping her pregnancy a secret though. Yet it wasn't one he had caused. How could she ever recover from this? "It all makes sense now.. You eating more, getting moody, wearing Muds' and I's old shirts and how distant you've been lately. It all makes sense Noods, why couldn't you just tell me? Were you scared of what I was going to say? Did you want to... abort it without me knowing?" his face looked pained with the last sentence. Noodle didn't know what to do other than to keep still and stare at him.

Noodle shook her head, looking away. "Stuart, you don't understand... it's not like that," she whispered back to him. "Understand what Noods? How can I not?" he grabbed her arms, his voice pleading for an answer. Noodle looked down at his hands, the blanket barely able to stay up with his pressure on her arms. How was she going to tell him the truth? There was no way she could just lie and say it was his child. No way at all. Plus it would be a scummy thing to do to a mate like him. He was too much of a sweetheart to have another cold heart-ed women in his life. She couldn't be another Paula. Noodle stood, dropping the blanket. Her pregnant belly sticking out of the tank top she wore. Stuart looked her over, his mouth quivering.

Thanks for reading guys! Glad this story is still getting good hits! :3 Leave a review saying what you want her to do about her baby situation and if you're enjoying the read. I'm still thinking about doing two-a-days if the reviews and hits keep going the way they have been. So I guess the more reviews and hits the more I'll be updating this story!

Bai! xx

Song: I Know You Care - Ellie Goulding