Complicated.

Chapter Seventeen.

Chris smiled as he stepped off the bus; it'd been a long journey there was no denying that. He ran his hand through his hair, as he looked at the familiar large house he hadn't been to in years. Walking up to the front door, he pressed the doorbell hesitantly. He waited for what seemed like forever until he saw a familiar girl open the door.

"Chris?" The girl asked shocked.

"We need to talk." He said looking down at her.

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"Well, this is a first." Taylor said smiling at Miley. "No one ever comes to breakfast with me." She beamed as they walked into a local café. Miley rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, because you're awake at like… three in the morning." Miley replied.

"True… why are you up early?" Taylor asked.

"I wanted to get out the house, really." Miley muttered.

"Did something happen between you and Nick?" Taylor asked.

"Yeah – and I don't think I can look at him the same way I did before." Miley said looking at Taylor. "It's like everything's different you know? More… meaningful and I hate it. I hate it so much." Miley said leaning back in her chair.

"I'm confused."

"He… well, he didn't – but he tried to – seduceme?" Miley said in a confused tone.

"What?" Taylor asked her eyes widening.

"Yeah!" Miley said sitting up.

"Tell!" Taylor demanded.

"We got home, I was falling asleep. He took me to his bedroom, took off all my clothes and then started – kissing me. I pushed him away, obviously, I mean it was wrong. And then he just left… and I went to sleep." Miley said quickly.

"He… did that?" Taylor asked.

"Yes, and I'm super confused." Miley said looking at her water bottle. "That's not all."

"What else?" Taylor asked adding more sugar to her coffee.

"He told me he loved me… like loved me, loved me." Miley bit her lip. "And I told him, I didn't love him back – well not in so many words, I just didn't say anything. But when he left… I felt it. I love him too." Miley whispered.

"You love him? Like how you loved Avan or…"

"More than I've ever loved anyone, and it's scary." Miley said tearing up. "I don't know if I'm inlove with him, or if I'm just going crazy. But I feel like it's the second one! I'm definitely going… crazy." Miley said wiping her eyes.

"Oh honey, you're so confused. His a jerk for putting you through this." Taylor said rubbing Miley's back.

"No, I'm a jerk. Because he told me he loved me and I pushed him away, because I ran out of the house this morning before he woke up, because I'm a terrible best friend and because… Taylor, I'm pregnant and I haven't told him yet." Miley said looking down.

"You're what?" Taylor asked. "How did you get yourself knocked up, Miles?" Taylor hissed.

"No, it's not like that."

"You're pregnant. You're not in a relationship! That's… forbidden." Taylor said looking at Miley.

"It's his!" Miley said.

"What? When did that happen?" Taylor asked.

"… It was supposed to be his, and Chris'. But Chris got diagnosed with cancer again and Nick's been going crazy, I was so stressed out. I just didn't tell him, or anyone for that matter. It was for the best! But now it's not because his going to hate me and I'm going to lose everything." Miley said sobbing.

"No, no. Everything's going to fine. How far along are you?" Taylor asked.

"I'm almost a month along now, a couple more days to go." Miley said looking down.

"Who knows?" Taylor asked.

"You, Brandi, Kevin, Danielle, Joe, Sam and Danielle's nephew." Miley whispered.

"Nephew?" Taylor asked.

"His six, he found the test." Miley sobbed.

"We're going to get through this…" Taylor said rubbing Miley's back. "I promise you." She whispered.

"I just- I want Vanessa back and I want to tell Nick and I want Chris to get better and I'm praying and praying but nothings working!" Miley said rolling her eyes. "This is going to be a terrible Christmas." She sobbed.

"No, okay? Vanessa will be back soon and then you willtell Nick and Chris will be better and strong before you know it and then we'll have the perfect Christmas… we have to." Taylor said wiping Miley's eyes. "Finish your breakfast, hon." She said feeling bad for Miley.

"Y-yeah, I p-probably should." Miley said gasping for air.

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"What are you doing here?" The young girl asked Chris. She hadn't seen him in what seemed like forever. The last time she had, they were closer then ever. The best of friends. But he moved away, for college, and never came back. He promised her, he'd write, call and text whenever it was possible – lies. He forgot about her, he left her in the dark and now he was back. She wasn't going to have any of it.

"I- I wanted to come back home." Chris said sitting on her couch.

"Why? You've been gone for god knows how long. Everything's changed, there's nothing here for you anymore." The girl said glaring at him and placing her hand on her hip.

"My family's here… you're here." Chris said looking up at her.

"Am I? Because I don't care anymore Chris. I stopped caring when you did." She hissed.

"I'll always care about you." Chris said standing up.

"Then where have you been? Where were you when my life was falling apart, huh?" The girl screamed tears welling up in her eyes.

"I was…"

"Where? Having a life? Getting drunk? Running a business? Go back to that!" The girl shouted at him accusingly.

"You have a right to be angry."

"Yeah I do!" The girl said sighing. "Just get out of my house, and get out of this town… hopefully, I'll never have to see you again." The girl said looking away from him.

"Crystal…"

"That's not my name, not anymore." The girl said turning around and looking at him with her sad brown eyes. She looked lost, scared, and lonesome. He wanted to fix that, he wanted to make it better for her. That's why he'd travelled all the way back to his hometown, to make it better.

"I came here to fix things. To fix us, because you're the best thing that's ever happened to me." Chris said stepping closer to her.

"It's Alison." The dark haired girl said.

"Why Alison?" Chris asked.

"You know why." The girl replied. "Why are you really back? Did you get lost?" She asked.

"No, I really want to make it better."

"Well, I still hate your guts. But you might want to go see your parents before you see me. I'm a has-been, a used to be… a no one. I'm happy like this. So, you know where the door is." Alison glared at him.

"Alison, I'm staying in Atlanta for a while. I'm not going anywhere." Chris said looking at her.

"Good luck with that." The dark skinned Latina hissed.

"I'll see you around, Al." Chris said kissing her cheek and walking out of her house.

"Fuck him." Alison said walking up the stairs and into a room, which held the truth. Her only link with Chris.

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I think this and another one and then the next time you'll see me is after Christmas. Cause I'm so busy. This one is short, which is disappointing but we meet an original character. I like her, I know who she is and what she has to do with the plot and it'll all work out. So, review please? Tell me who you think Alison is or better yet who 'Crystal' was to Chris? K? K.

Longer update next time. Stay safe guys.

Jasmine.