You Be The Prince And I'll Be The Princess!

Excuse my lateness… an idea for a new story popped into my head and I typed out a rough plan. And I'm really busy getting ready for Halloween (yes, I know its July, but I've made my own costume every year since I was eight, and this is gonna be the best yet) so, late updates….

MILEYS POV

'Nickyyy..'

'What is it, oh beautiful princess?''

'First, stop calling me that.' I said seriously, turning to face him. 'And second, did you put Kanari to sleep? If you've left her up there with all her toys, I will kill you.'

'Shes certainly asleep. And I wouldn't lie to you, Mi. I love you too much.'

I stood up, running my hand through my hair. Nick tried, but you honestly couldn't trust him with anything concerning Kanari. I walked upstairs, peering in at the crib.

'You don't trust me, do you?' Nick whispered in my ear, making me jump.

'I do, I'm just paranoid.' I admitted, tiptoeing over to the crib. Kanari was cuddled up in between two teddies, signing and gurgling occasionally. I ran my fingers through her hair, being careful not to wake her.

'Its ok. You're allowed to be paranoid.' Nick whispered in my ear, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. Kanari gurgled, opening her eyes wide.

'Great.' I muttered, leaning over and picking her up. 'I think she's hungry. Nick. Leave.'

'I cant believe we're doing exams. I think I should be excused.' I pouted, walking along the hallway between Taylor and Abigail.

'What makes you think you should be excused?' Taylor asked.

'I have a baby that wont let me sleep until like, 4am. I'll hurt my brain trying to think.'

'You always hurt your brain trying to think.' Abigail joked, pushing my head forward.

'You shut up.'

'Girls…..' Mr Lena warned. He was assigned to watch the halls, because there was so much fighting.

'We're not fighting, sir! We're joking about.' Taylor smiled, dragging us both into an empty classroom.

'I hate him.'

'Everyone does.' I sighed, lying on a desk.

'DOGPILE ON MILEY!' yelled Taylor. Her and Abigail ran at me, jumping on top of me. I laughed along with them until my back started to hurt.

'Hurting.' I groaned, closing my eyes.

'Time for health anyway.' Abigail shouted over the ringing of the bell.

Taylor pulled me off of the desk, and we ran along the corridor, all three of us knowing we were late, considering out health class was on the fifth floor in the other building. We were running/walking across the yard, trying to reach the door of the other building.

'Ooops, you're late.'

'Not now, Slutlena.' I said impatiently, grabbing the door handle, so she couldn't lock it. I stuck my foot in the small gap, holding the door open.

'We could make a deal. You get to class, if I get to take Nick home with me for a night.'

'HELL NO.' I yelled angrily, yanking the door with all my strength. Selena stumbled forward, landing on her face on the stairs.

'You're strong when you're pissed.' Abigail smiled, kicking Selena as she walked past her. Taylor followed suit and we ran the rest of the way to class. By the time we were on the fifth floor, we were all panting and near enough crawling.

'Late again girls…' Miss Pyxis sighed as we stumbled through the classroom door, taking our seats.

'Sorry, Miss.' we chorused. Nick squeezed my hand under the table, and I smiled at him.

'Miss Stewart! Please pay attention.'

'Sorry.'

I let my head fall onto the table, breathing a deep sigh as I done so. I had no idea why I was still in the class. The topic was pregnancy, and I had been through it, and I was banned from answering questions, because I knew it all.

'Nick!' I yelled, running after him. 'What the hell is it?'

'I'm scared, Miley. That's what it is.' he said, turning to me. His eyes were watery, but he wasn't allowing himself to cry. I ran over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. His arms snaked around my waist, and he pressed his face into my hair.

'Please don't be scared.' I whispered, starting to cry.

'I'm so sorry I didn't mean to make you cry.' he said softy, kissing my forehead.

'What are you scared of?' I asked, looking up at him.

'Everything.' he replied, sitting onto the couch, pulling me onto his lap. 'What if something happens to Kanari? That would kill us both, and seeing you like that would make me feel worse. What if something happens to me? That would have a knock on affect on you, and Kanari's life. She'll grow up without her dad. You sort of know that feeling.'

I reached up and put my hand over his mouth.

'Don't think of all the negatives, they're always a possibility, but there are positives that will happen. We'll cross the bridges when we get to them.' I told him comfortingly. 'Its like, 3am. We should probably get to sleep. You're tired, and that's never a good thing.'

'You're right.' Nick sighed, gently moving me from his lap, before getting up. I followed him upstairs, taking a quick look in Kanari's crib before getting into bed.

'More paranoia?' Nick whispered in my ear, pulling me into his arms.

'Yeah… I just don't want anything to go wrong in her life. Both our lives are so fucked up it would take a miracle to edit them.'

'We have a miracle… her name is Kanari.'

'Damn, how the fuck can you be so romantic?' I asked, resting my head on his chest.

'I'm just awesome like that.' he smirked, kissing my head.

'Excuse me, but I'm the awesome one!'

'That's disagreeable…'

'You can just shut up. I am awesome and that is final. You're an idiot.' I laughed, flicking his nose.

'That stings.' he pouted, gently slapping my head.

'Aww.. Sorry. But that's life with me. Get used to it.'

'I'm going to have to, arent I?'

'Hell, of course. You're not going anywhere. Its me, you and Kanari… we're in in it for good.'

The end…