Complicated.

Chapter Fourteen.

"She's awake."

"What?"

"She woke up… the doctors are just running tests to make sure that the… babyis alright and that she'll be fine."

Miley could hear so many voices above her, but she had her eyes closed. She had just woken up and she felt exhausted… like she needed hours of more sleep even though she'd been sleeping none stop for the past three days.

"Miles…" She heard Brandi said softly.

She sat up slowly, opening her eyes. She stretched her arms slowly. She moved back slowly as she saw her sister staring down at her. Brandi smiled weakly, running her hands through her long blonde hair. She sighed.

"You're up." She whispered running her hands through Miley's hair that was matted out.

"What happened?" Miley asked.

"You passed out while we were talking. I'm sorry, Miley." Danielle said stepping forward. She sobbed lightly, "I'm really sorry about everything I said, I just… I really wanted the best for you. But I was wrong, and you were right." She explained.

"No, you were right…" Miley said looking down. "I'm a terrible person for thinking about giving up…"

"No, you're not." Danielle said taking her hand.

"Where's Nick?" Miley asked looking around.

"We've been leaving messages for the past couple of days Miley, his not coming." Brandi said biting her lip.

"What?" Miley asked.

"I knew you'd want him here…" Danielle whispered. "I'll go try him again." She said leaving the two sisters alone.

"No mum?" Miley asked, rolling her eyes and sinking into the bed.

"Voicemail… Dad didn't pick up either." Brandi said looking down. "He called, but I ignored it." She admitted.

"Good, I don't need anyone else finding out." Miley said looking down at her stomach.

"Miles, if you're serious about giving this baby up then you're going to have to tell Nick and Chris that you really were pregnant. You'll need Nick's signature too if you want to get rid." Brandi said.

"For god's sake Brandi! I'm not getting rid of this baby!" Miley screamed. "I'm putting it first."

"Are you?" Brandi asked.

"What the fuck does that even mean?" Miley asked.

"Maybe you're just… annoyed that this child is cutting your dance career short – that's all." Brandi explained.

"No!" Miley screamed. "No! I'm not giving up my baby for my career. I'm giving up…"

"Giving what up?"

"I don't know." Miley said looking down.

"Miles, you're lucky enough to be pregnant… don't be selfish." Brandi said storming out.

Miley sighed looking down at her hands, was she really being selfish?

Just then, the door opened and Nick ran in. He ran his hands through his hair.

"God, Miles… what are you doing to yourself?" Nick asked looking down at her.

Miley smiled weakly, "When did you get here?" She asked.

"Like… two seconds ago – my phone was off and I was staying at Chris's so I couldn't charge it. What happened to you, Miles?" Nick asked running his hand up and down her arm. Miley smiled weakly, leaning back, she closed her eyes lightly.

"I don't want to talk about." She whispered. "Can you just hold me?" She asked as Nick moved over to the chair next to her bed and she jumped into his lap and cuddled into him.

"I missed you." Nick said running his fingers over her hair.

"Me too…" Miley said kissing his shoulder.

"This weeks been hard on us, huh?" Nick asked rubbing Miley's arm.

"I guess so…"

"You're not moving into your apartment for a while now; you need someone to look after you." Nick said hugging her tighter.

"Ha, like you? I'd rather not live off pot noodles for the rest of the month, thanks." Miley remarked smirking lightly. She yawned lightly, closing her eyes, she opened them looking into Nick's.

"You're tired…" Nick said running his thumb over Miley's closed eyelids.

"No, just weary." Miley said. "And thirsty." She muttered.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't there for you." Nick said.

"No, I'm not your life." Miley said laughing lightly.

"But you are, Mi. Without you, I have no life. You saved me, you made me have a reason to wake up everyday when I thought the whole world hated me. When I wasn't ready to accept my sexuality, you accepted it for me… for both of us. You made me a better person, you've held me and father together for the past six years – even though I have no business being his son when god forbid I'm gay." Nick said rolling his eyes. "Look, I can never thank you enough." Nick said kissing her forehead.

"Thank you." Miley whispered closing her eyes which had been glazed with tears.

"You know, sometimes I wonder what it'd be like if… you know. I wasn't gay." Nick said.

"What'd you think?" Miley asked.

"That we'd be together by now." Nick said intertwining their fingers.

"I doubt it. You're cocky, but I put up with it because you have great fashion advice – as many times as you deny it." Miley teased pulling his hair lightly. "If you were straight you would've got the boot a long time ago." She said laughing as Nick pulled a face.

"Cocky? Really?" He asked. "Maybe confident… never cocky."

"You'd be surprised, babe." Miley said laughing lightly.

"Name one time, one time I was… say – cocky." Nick laughed.

"Well, there was that time you were born every second after that." Miley joked.

"Ha ha." Nick said rolling his eyes. "So funny." He muttered.

"Don't mock me." Miley said rolling her eyes.

"Aww, you love me."

"Cocky."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"I'm not."

"You totally are cocky."

"Pfft, really?"

"Yeah."

"Since we're being honest, you're a bit bitchy."

"Really?"

"No."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"No, I was being completely honest."

"Aww, that's sweet."

"Wait, why are you laughing? Nick!" Miley squealed. "You really think I'm… bitchy?"

"Ha, yeah… no, I'm joking." Nick said smiling. "Never a bitch, Mi."

"Good." Miley said.

"You should've seen your face." Nick whispered.

"What?" Miley asked.

"You looked like you were about to attack me." Nick laughed lightly.

"Attack? Pfft." Miley said rolling her eyes. "Murder. That's the word I'll use." She laughed.

"Your threats don't phase me." Nick said looking away.

"Really?"

"No, you scare me to death."

"Again with this sarcasm!" Miley screamed. "I'm going to have to beat it out of you, aren't I?" Miley teased.

"Not today." Nick muttered. "Cause you're going to sleep, while I go talk to Brandi." He said putting Miley back in bed.

"About?" Miley asked worriedly.

"Nothing." Nick whispered kissing her head lightly. "Go to sleep."

Nick walked out, running his hand through his hair. He saw Brandi, walking towards her. He stopped when she had her back towards him talking to Sam. He listened to what she said.

"I don't think she's alright. She said that when the time comes she's going to give it up." Brandi said.

Nick didn't know what was happening. But it sounded like Miley was in trouble.

Who went and watched Twilight, huh? It was phenomenal. Like the best one yet, I think. It was pretty gruesome you know, the whole birth scene or whatever. But I think I'm going to watch it again next weekend. I'm a twilight fan. Thanks for the birthday wishes. Question: what was your favourite part of this chapter? Let's hit… 118. :)

Jasmine.