Okay, so this isn't exactly soon, but I've been really busy. Sorry! Happy Thanksgiving, by the way! Here's chapter five!

Chapter Five: Just Let Me Cry

Those three weeks passed by very slowly. Each day, I feared the phone call that would change my life. Exactly three weeks from the date I had gone in for the test, I got the call.

"Is this Miley Stewart?" a lady's voice asked when I answered the phone.

"Yes," I replied, dreading the next thing she was going to say.

"This is Dr. Forrester's office. We have the results for your pregnancy test."

"Okay...I'm ready."

"We need you and uh... your boyfriend... to come down to the office. We have some packets and vitamins to give to you."

"Does that mean that it came out positive?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, dear, it does."

Tears began to immediately flow down my cheeks. I told the lady that we'd be there soon and hung up the phone. Jake was sitting next to me, and he tried to comfort me.

"Stop, Jake. Nothing you do is going to make it any easier to deal with. I'm pregnant, and there's nothing we can do about it. Just leave me alone. Let me cry."

By this point, Jake was crying, too. "Miles, I love you. Please, we have to go see the doctor. He can help us."

"Help? You think he can help? Let me tell you something, Jake Ryan. My life is over! O-VER! Don't you get that? My career? What career, Jake? I'm going to be a mother, not a celebrity! I have to do this!"

"Do what?"

I sighed. "Jake, I want to get an abortion."

"No! You can't! I...I mean...I don't want you to do that. Our baby is right here," he said, placing his hand on my abdomen.

"Why did I even sleep with you?" I asked him.

"Because we're in love, Miley. I love you. Please, just give me a chance. Please let me prove myself. I'll be good to you, Miley."

"How can I know that you're not lying?"

He kissed me and took my hand in his. He held something in his hand, and slipped it on my finger. I looked down and saw a beautiful diamond ring. "Miley Stewart, will you marry me?"

I was speechless. I nodded through my tears, which were now a mixture of sad and happy. We were caught up in a passionate kiss. He put his hand on my stomach again, and for the first time that day, I smiled. I knew at that moment that everything was going to be alright.

A baby. I was going to give birth to my own child. One that I could call my own. I looked up at Jake, and we headed out the door to go to the doctor's office.

Dr. Forrester gave me some vitamins and told me my due date. December 1st. Jake and I went to the baby store downtown, and he bought me a baby name book.

That night, because my dad was in Mexico with Jackson, Jake stayed over at my house. We sat on my bed and went through the book. We chose two names, one for a boy and one for a girl. If we had a boy, we would name him Ayen Lucas (pronounced Ian, like I an, not E an). If we had a girl, we would name her Kylie Grace.

I decided that Jake and I would be okay. I would have the baby, making Hannah Montana disappear for about a year, and then after the baby was born, I would go back to being Hannah. No one would ever know... At least I hope they wouldn't. The only glitch in the plan is that I would be forced to tell my dad...

Thanks! Please tell me if the baby should be a boy or a girl...I think because the in my 7th Heaven and Smallville stories, both babies are girls that I want this one to be a boy, but I will do whatever you guys want...or they could have both...Please review!