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Miley's POV.

I was woken up by Mikayla shaking me gently, and whispering my name. I opened my eyes and saw my beautiful girlfriend looking down at me and smiling. I rubbed my eyes and yawned, "What time is it Mickey?" She smiled and pointed to my Alarm clock. It was 1.30.

"Whoa. 1.30?! We gotta get to school." I said quickly and started to get out of bed in a hurry, not that it would've made a difference, because we were already 5 hours late, but I had to try. Mikayla just sat there on the bed, giggling.

"Miles, babe, we've got today off remember, you've got your 5-month scan today." I felt myself blush as I climbed back into the bed, she stopped me though.

"No, We still have to leave here in an hour, and anyway, your dad made breakfast, its downstairs waiting." I groaned, but then the smell of Bacon filled my nostrils. I got out of bed quickly, and then regretted it, because my head started spinning from standing up to fast. I sat back on the bed, and grabbed onto my nightstand. Mikayla came and sat next to me.

"Stand up too fast baby?" She asked me and I nodded with my eyes closed. I decided to get up again, slower this time.

We went downstairs, and sat to the table, we ate our breakfast, and drank our loco-hot-cocoa, My dad had been making me about 3 cups of that a day since I got pregnant, but hey, Who's complainin'? I ain't, that's for sure. We went back upstairs to get dressed. I was getting pretty sick of maternity clothes; I wanted it all to be over. No you don't Miley, don't ever think that again, Got it?!

Once we were dressed and ready, we went downstairs to the waiting-limo, paparazzi were outside, as usual, but Roxy and the twins were guarding us, so they didn't get any shots of us. We got into the limo, and the chauffer drove us to the hospital. We walked in, and people kept staring at us, just because I'm 15, pregnant, and, well... Miley Stewart. A little kid, who was there, but obviously not for a scan, came over to me with a piece of paper and pen.

"Could you sign this for me Ha...Miley? And You Mikayla?" She had such a sweet little kids voice, she was chewing her thumb nail, possibly from being nervous, I took the piece of paper from her, and the pen.

"What's your name sweetie?" I asked her.

"Alison." she said quietly, I barely heard her, but heard her enough to know what she said. I wrote on the paper.

Dear Alison,
Life's what you make it, so lets make it rock. It really is, life's life, it's what you wanna do, It's your choices, no-one else's, so don't let anyone tell you what to do with your life.
Loads of love;
Miley xxx

Then Mikayla took the paper and signed it.

Dear Alison,
Yeah, I couldn't agree more with Miley, It's up to you what you do with your life, Just be happy.
Love from
Mikayla H.
xxx

Her smile grew huger, as she ran back to her mom; her mom looked over to us, and smiled. Just then we were called in.

"Would you like to know the sex of the babies?" Babies?! What the fuck?!

"BABIES?! As in more than one?!" The nurse doing my scan nodded.

"How many?" I asked her, I thought I was bigger than I should've been.

"2" I nodded.

"Oh...Yeah, go on then, what are we having?" Okay, so two babies. This should be interesting telling my dad.

"You're having two girls, Miss Stewart, congratulations." I smiled as I saw my growing daughters on the screen. One of them sort of did a weird stretch thing, whilst the other was just sucking her thumb. A tear escaped my eye, and as quickly as it left, Mikayla wiped it away.

Once I had gotten the gooey stuff off my stomach, we got the pictures, and went back to our limo, which was waiting as close as possible to the building, to avoid the paparazzi. But of course, we still got a couple of them on our backs, taking pictures, asking questions. We ignored them, as usual, I can't talk to any paparazzi without my publicist with me, knowing me, I'd say something that would completely ruin me!

We got into the limo, and drove back to our house. Dad was sitting on the sofa when we got in, his feet up on the coffee table, and reading the newspaper.

"Hey bud's, How'd it go?" He said, not looking up from his newspaper.

"Great... Uhm... Daddy, I think we need to talk to you... It's kinda important." He looked up from his newspaper, he gestured to the sofa for us to sit. We did, and I started to speak.

"Daddy, we're having twins! Twins daddy! Twin girls!" I said with the excitement evident in my voice. He looked confused, and then broke out into a huge grin.

"Bud, that's great... but... we wont have room for 2 new babies" What the fuck?! Is he chucking us out?!

"Wait... Daddy... What are you saying? We can make it work... we can make room." I was starting to get worried; he didn't look me in the eye.

"Miley, there are 4 bedrooms in this house... One of which is mine, one that's Jacksons, one that's yours, and one that we turned into your closet. The baby was gonna sleep in your room, but there isn't room in your room for 2 babies. I think... maybe you and Mikayla should start looking for a house for your new family. You have plenty of money, from being Hannah, and Mikayla... You'll be okay living on your own girls, I'll always be here to babysit when you need someone, but it's what'd be best. There'd be more room." He said it like he was scared of my reaction, he was really cautious of what he said.

"Okay daddy, you're right, it would be best. We'll start looking now, Come on Mik, let's go upstairs and house hunt… Whoa, not some thing I would've thought I'd be saying at 15, but still… See ya later Daddy." I said it in my usual voice, I wasn't that bothered about him chucking me out, I knew he was right, so why fight it?

"Yeah... sure Miles… see ya later Mr Stew... Robby." She said and smiled at my dad, he winked at her in that 'Jokey dad type way'

We went upstairs, and once we got into my room, I powered up 2 of my 5 laptops, put one by Mikayla, and started to look at houses.

"What price range baby?" She asked me as she was scrolling down the page.

"Dunno... anything from $300,000 to about $3million." She nodded her head, and carried on searching.

"Yep.... Uhuh... Okay, so we'll come by tomorrow at 4.00... Yeah, that's right... Yeah, and your gonna send someone that wont get all 'star struck' yeah? Okay, great, thanks, bye." I said as I put the phone down. Mikayla smiled at me from the laptop she was on.

We were going to view a really gorgeous house tomorrow, it was just down the road, well, down a road, not too far from My dads house, It was right on the edge of the beach. Seriously, any closer and it would've been in the sand.

"And this is the 7th and smallest bedroom." The guy who was showing us around said, We had been in 21 different rooms so far. I think this was the last one. There were 7 bedrooms, and... Smallest bedroom my ass! This room was not my definition of small! but the house was really nice, the biggest room, which I gotta point out, was bigger than my garden back in Tennessee, and we had a whole fucking acre of garden back there! Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, but still, it was still massive. Anyway, the biggest room had a balcony, and a gorgeous sea view. It all came fully furnished, It was gorgeous, I would've brought it right then and there.

"Great and, this is the last room?" The salesman nodded his head after Mikayla asked him the question. "Great... Well, I'll talk to Miley about it, and then we'll probably put in an offer." She said with a smile, the sales man nodded, and led us out, he handed her a card, and we went back into our limo.

Once we were in the limo, we started talking.

"I LOVE that house... Mik, we have to get it, it'd be perfect!" I said, I couldn't contain my excitement, I mean, I know its only a house, but, Oh my god, Its gorgeous! She smiled brightly at me and took her hand in mine.

"Yeah, Okay baby, we'll put an offer in tonight... The asking price was $2.3 million, so we'll offer $2.6 million. They'll probably accept then. Plus we can offer extra to make it so we can move in sooner. It's a brand new house, so it's not like there's anyone to move out of it."

"NO!!! Call them now!" I said in my best cute-but-whiny-baby-voice. I worked, because she got her blackberry out of her pocket, and dialled then number on the card.

"Hello... Yeah, It's Mikayla Hartward... Yeah, I know we've just finished viewing, but we wanna put in an offer... $2.6 million... Yeah... Okay... Thanks, Bye." She hit the red button, and slid the phone back into her pocket.

"He's gonna call us before 8 o'clock tonight to tell us whether they accepted the offer or not. But oh my god, I hope they do." She said excitedly. I smiled at her and squeezed her hand; I cuddled in close to her, and rested my head on her shoulders. The rest of the journey home was quiet, a comfortable silence, the one we both love.

We both got back into my dads house, and showed him the leaflet of the house, I believe his exact words were 'You two better not be sharing a bedroom, at least here, I can keep an ear on you.' He made me laugh so much.

We were lying on the bed, my head was on her chest, we were both just admiring the picture of our daughters. We were in that comfortable silence again. It was interrupted by Mikayla's blackberry ringing…

"Mikayla Hartward… Yeah… Okay… That's great… Thanks, Bye." She said as she put the phone down, I looked at her with a questioning look on my face.

"They accepted our offer, we can move in on Saturday, next week." She said, obviously trying, but failing, to stop the huge grin from growing on her face. I screamed a happy scream, and she kissed me.

"We're getting the house!" She said dreamily.

"And 2 Babies." I added.

"We're growing up… and we're only 15… well… your 15, I'm 14, but you know."

I giggled at her rambling. She could be so cute when she rambled, but I decided to silence her with another kiss.

We broke apart, and I looked into her beautiful chocolate eyes, I don't exactly know what I was looking for, but I think I found it, because I always find what I'm looking for in her. No matter what it is.

We fell asleep in that position. It was one of the best sleeps I had in a long time.

The rest of the week went really slowly, just because we were so excited about moving, I mean, sure, I would miss my dad, but he would only be a 20 minute walk away from us. And it would be good for independence, although, he's still convinced that we aren't allowed to share a bedroom, because there is no-one there to 'Keep an ear on us.' We decided not to tell people at school that I was having twins, we figured it would be a cool surprise, 'cause we like messing with people like that.

On Friday, last period, Lilly came up to us, it had been nearly 4 and a half months. Pretty much everybody hates her now, just because she knew that we were Hannah and Mikayla, and because she hates us, that's one positive thing about being famous in school, If you don't like someone, no-body else will either.

"Miles, Mikayla, can we talk?" She asked us with a worried smile on her face, the nerve some people have… She got nerve. Ha. I laughed in my head at my reference to 'I got nerve'

"Yeah, go on then." I said flatly, she looked around at the hundred kids crowding round us.

"In private?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Fine, you got two minutes; you'd better make it good." I said, just as flatly, she led us to the toilets, and Roxy and the Twins made sure everybody else stayed away.

"What do you want Lilly? You haven't spoken too us in 4 and a half months now." Mikayla said to her.

"I… err… I wanted to apologize for how I acted, I should never have spoken to you like that, I really want us to be mates again, I've missed you two." She said it quietly, and shyly. There's a first, Lilly, shy… The two just don't go together.

"I don't hold Grudges Lilly, You know that, so we can be mates, but not best mates or anything like before, and I don't know if Mik will. Its up to her if she wants to be your mate, I don't tell her who she can hang around with." I looked to Mikayla, so did Lilly.

"Yeah, sure, but like Miley said, not BEST mates or anything." Lilly smiled, and walked out the toilets, leaving me and Mikayla alone… It was last period, there was no rush to get to next lesson, and the toilets were empty… Come on, our hormones were crazy, we're teenagers for fucks sake… don't judge us for fucking in the school toilets… oops, too much information?

A month and a half later, Mikayla and I were in school again, we were on our way to next lesson, it was the only lesson that we didn't have together, I had French, and she had German, but since all the 'Modern Foreign Languages' rooms were on the same corridor, we walked together, we were laughing and joking about random stuff, then I accidentally said something. I don't know what brought it on, I don't even remember what I said, all I remember is that it started a huge argument with us, the last thing she said to me, caused me to break down.

"Fuck off Miley! Do you know what?! I don't even wanna date you anymore, fuck it, we're over, I'll move my stuff into one of the spare rooms tonight… That's it, we're over!" She screamed at me, Tears suddenly filled my eyes, but I wouldn't let them spill in front of her, so I stormed off to French.

Once I was in the classroom, I broke down at my desk, the French teacher kept asking me if I wanted to go outside, and if I was okay, but I didn't say anything, I just shook my head. Then, I had a really sharp pain in my stomach. I screamed in pain.

Everybody looked at me, even more than they were already, and then my seat felt really wet. I had another sharp pain, when I realised what was happening.

"SHIT!" I screamed.

I was having my babies, 6 weeks early, without Mikayla by my side.

I hope you liked it. I know I haven't updated this in a while, but there's one more chapter to go.

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