Alrighty! Short chapter to keep ya'll satisfied until i write the next one. Don't think it's over because its NOT i still have a few more things to throw in the fanfic. Sorry, this one seems so rushed. though it's a major revalation, i kinda had to make it short in order to put more emphasis on the ending. Mmk? Mmk.

Josh stood in front of the microphone on stage and ogled the audience of New Yorkers that stood before him. He glanced at Jeremy, then Taylor, then Zac who gave him a nod. He explained to the crowd that Hayley wasn't in good spirits and her voice was too tired to sing more songs. The crowd proceeded to boo loudly and angrily, and Josh didn't like the way this was going.

"Though Hayley isn't on stage with us, we want to continue the set. Can ya'll sing the words for Hayley?" that seemed to pipe up the crowd because they began to cheer, loudly, just as they had been doing before.

The band broke into Playing God and the crowd went absolutely wild.

"I KNOW YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME! BUT THE WAY I—WAY I SEE IT! NEXT TIME YOU POINT A FINGER I MIGHT HAVE TO BEND IT BACK OR BREAK IT—BREAK IT OFF!" the crowd sang in unison. Josh thought they sounded like a pack of zombies as he continued to belt the words and play his guitar.

Hayley sat cross-legged on the gravel ground next to the trash can where she had hurled only a few minutes ago. She placed her chin in her palm and elbow on her knee and listened to the rest of her band sing Franklin. That was her song. Their song. It didn't sound the same when it wasn't her and Josh harmonizing. Yet the crowd did a pretty good job of singing her part while she could hear a muffled Josh:

"Could you remind me of a time? When we were so alive? Do you remember that? Do you remember that?" he sang his voice deep and mellow. It could almost make her fall asleep. She closed her eyes and hummed to the tune of his voice. She could hear the crowd singing her part very clearly.

"Everything has changed."

As the song came a slow, and Franklin ended Hayley stood from her spot on the ground. Her head began to spin again and she fought the urge to puke again. She walked slowly, her hand against the wall so she wouldn't stumble and fall, until she reached the corner of the wall and she could see the crowd. Waving their arms in the air, screaming, rooting, loud and high-pitched words.

"WE LOVE YOU PARAMORE!" she heard someone yell. She watched as Josh announced the next song and her favorite tune started to play. She whispered the words she would've been singing. She longed to run back up on stage now and sing with her band. Her voice hurt. Her stomach turned. She was a hot mess and she couldn't deny it.

Without thinking, Hayley came out from behind the wall and walked towards the crowd. As one fan spotted her, another one did two. First five, then fifteen. Before she knew it the entire crowd was cheering as she walked across the asphalt to stand before the stage. She had no idea what she was doing. The rest of the band continued to play. Jeremy gave her a "rock on" symbol with his hands. She smiled and brushed a tear from her eye. She jumped the gate that held in all the crazy fans and greeted the ones standing right there. They were all rosy-cheeked and red-nose and buried in coats, scarves and hats.

"We love you Hayley!" they all began to say.

She walked amongst the crowd. Trying to greet everyone as if it were a friend she hadn't seen in a while. The fans were completely flabbergasted.

"Thanks for coming." Hayley said to the mom she had spotted earlier with the baby. The mother smiled warmly, as Hayley proceeded to coo at the baby she held in her hands.

"Why aren't you on stage?" a random fan asked from behind her.

Hayley didn't know how to answer.

She made her way back up to the front of the gate and 'impersonated' a fan by clapping and cheering as Josh broke into the screamo part of My Heart. If she couldn't be on stage with her band, she might as well watch them perform her favorite song.

Two days later

"Are you sure these things work?" Josh asked Hayley as he sat on the couch of her white room with a pregnancy test box in his hands.

"Yes, people use them all the time. Stop being stupid."

"Well, sometimes they can come out false." Josh said, shrugging.

Hayley paced in front him, her arms crossed over the front of her grey sweater. "Whatever! This one says ninety-nine percent accurate."

This would be the day Hayley and Josh would find out whether or not they were going to be parents. Though Josh insisted on Hayles seeing a doctor, she refused to visit one. For one thing, she was embarrassed. And she was NOT ready to face the doctor's horrifying questions. "Have you been sexually active?" She didn't even know! That night. That one night. It was all blur in her mind, it might not have ever happened.

"Just give me the test." She said. "I'm gonna do it."

He handed her the box and stood up in front of her. "Listen, Hayley, whatever happens—"

"You're here for me." Hayley finished for him. "I know. Oh, God. I'm freaking out."

"Yeah, no kidding." Josh said, he bit his lip. "Go; take the test, before I pass out."

Hayley sighed and carried the box into the bathroom with her, furrowing her brows at Josh before closing the door behind her.

Josh sat back down on the couch. He pressed his fingers to his temples and closed his eyes. This was it. This was the big moment. Josh wasn't ready to be a dad. He was still a kid. A twenty-three year old kid, maybe. But he wasn't ready for the responsibility of a child. At first, Josh was excited about the possibility of him and Hayley having slept together. It could've been a jump-start to their new relationship. It could've aroused some chemistry. They could've kissed. They could have exchanged "I love yous" just like he'd been wanting to since the day they broke up. But not this. Not a baby. Not a screaming, crying, pooping, eating, small, fragile, all-attention-on-me, doctors visits, car seats, PARENTING, baby! Josh sighed to calm himself. He couldn't think of anything positive in this situation except for the fact that maybe he and Hayley would get closer because of it. They were already close. Best friends in fact. For some reason he could see him and Hayley being in love and happy, though they were already great friends. The thing was he couldn't see himself having a baby with Hayley and still being great friends. He blacked everything out as he sat back on the couch. He tried not to think. He tried not to think.

A high-pitched shrill came from the bathroom, Josh's eyes shot open.

"Hayley?"

Hayley came out of the bathroom, tentatively, a huge grin on her face. She carried the test, still inside the box.

"What did the test say?" he asked, anxiously. He crossed his arms.

"I didn't even have to take it!" Hayley exclaimed, jumping at the fact. She grinned harder, her cheeks turning bright red.

"What—what do you mean?" Josh asked, puzzled.

"Josh," she said "I got my period."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "That's good, right?"

Hayley began jumping up and down like a little child would if they were having a sugar rush. "Fuck yeah, it's good! I'm not pregnant!"

Josh felt his insides practically collapse inside of him from having been so tense the last past few days. Hayley was still Hayley. And nothing else. No baby. And he wouldn't be a dad any time soon.

"Oh, thank God." Josh said he picked his petite friend up in his built, strong arms and spun her around.

Hayley was more than thrilled.

I'm not pregnant. I'm not pregnant. I'm not pregnant. She kept saying over and over again in her head. Thank the Lord; everything's going to be okay.

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