First I just wanna say thank you to everyone who reviewed and favorited though I only had two chapters up xP but I hope you enjoy and i know in the chapter towards the end I say I was gonna stop cuz but i wanted it to be longer, well...it turned out longer than I thought but this was typed a few months ago so I completely forgot how long it was....enjoy!

Chapter 3

I slumped down in my spot and started sobbing all over again. Why would she blame herself for this? It had nothing to do with her, maybe she thinks this because we both got pregnant around the same age but I'm the one at fault not her! It hurts to think I'm not gonna see her for a while, she left and I don't know when she's gonna come back. Vanessa and my mom left the room to give me the space I needed, but they came back obviously when I had calmed down.

"I can't believe this, why the hell would Brandi leave like that?" I asked sadly, looking at my mom. Vanessa had left a little while ago, she had to go home. My mom sighed,

"I don't know darling, you gotta give her and your dad some time to grasp it completely." I nodded but then became curious.

"Hey mom?" she looked at me, "Why are you so understanding about this?" I had to know. My dad and Brandi were both extremely upset but my mom was so supportive and understanding about it.

"Well Miles...much like you, when I was your age, the same thing happened to me, except I didn't know who the father was. I was hopeless, I didn't know what to do and I didn't want to disappoint my parents so....I got an abortion." I gasped quietly as she confessed.

"Oh mom, I'm so sorry," I hugged and she hugged back then pulled away.

"Its fine Miles, but I'm telling you this because I'm proud of you," she paused but stopped me from talking. "I'm proud of you because, you told your dad and me....something I was too scared to do."

I smiled at her, "Thanks, but I'm too afraid to tell everyone else that has to know, and what happens when the school finds out? They're all gonna think I'm a slut--"

"Don't think about that right now Miles, but who'd you say was the baby daddy?" I giggled at her choice of words and answered her, though kinda nervous because she was mentioning him.

"....Nick Jonas...." my voice was very low as I informed my mother.

"Nick Jonas? Vanessa's younger brother, the one you hate?" I gave a sheepish nod. "How'd you possibly end up sleeping with him? I know you were drunk but that's surprising," she laughed. I smiled at her; I loved how she made me feel so comfortable with the situation.

"Yep, very surprising...but why did you want to know?" I was curious; I knew she wouldn't just want to know who the father was for no reason.

"Cause I gotta tell his parents," she stated quite simply, shrugging nonchalantly. My eyes practically bulged out of my eyes in shock and horror.

"W-what do y-you mean, your g-gonna tell his parents?" I stuttered and stared at her, waiting hopefully for her to tell me that she's joking, but she wasn't.

"I gotta tell them that they're gonna be grandparents Miles, don't worry, I'll make sure they don't tell him," she reassured me as she got up from the couch. "Don't move," she warned and walked into the kitchen, phone in hand. I sighed, listening to the voice of my mom as she talked to Paul and Denise. Moments later she arrived back in the living room with a small grin on her face.

"Mom, why are you looking at me like that?"

"I know this isn't going to make you happy or Nick for that matter, but..." she paused for dramatic affect, "Paul, Denise and I have decided that you and Nick are going to be-"

"Married!?" I exclaimed, assuming that was what she was going to say, and for once thankfully I was wrong. She rested her hand upon my shoulder and shook her head quickly,

"No Mile, nothing that bad, but we've decided that it's best if you guys try to be friends," she admitted finally and boy was I upset.

"What!? Mom there is no way I can be friends with that asshole," I insisted. There was no way.

"Stop with the language young lady," she warned. I looked down. "I'm not saying to tell him, I'm only telling you that it wouldn't hurt to be friends with him, compromise. That way when you work the courage to break the news to him, they'll be a better chance at him understanding and accepting the fact."

She made so much sense and I knew it was going to have to do this for the baby, I was going to.

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When I woke up the next morning, I was greeted with an unpleasant rush of nausea. I hopped out of my bed and ran into the bathroom. I lifted my hair up and threw up into the toilet until I couldn't anymore. Sighing, I rested against the wall, I was not going to get used to this.

Today, I decided to wear a pair of denim shorts and a black cami top that made my curves more appealing. Soon enough I wouldn't be able to wear these clothes anymore so I used the time I had wisely. I slipped on a few accessories, consisting of some diamond earring and a couple of bracelets.

When I exited my room after taking a shower and getting dressed, I tiptoed passed my parents bedroom because my mother was still sleeping but I knew my dad wasn't. He was usually the one up and cooking breakfast and I was disappointed to find that he hadn't today. As, I sat down at the table, I watched as my dad read the newspaper quietly and paid me no attention. I knew he was still upset, and I was too but I could only hope he was going to forgive me soon.

I wasn't in the mood to eat but I knew I was going to have to because I needed to make sure I was healthy so I poured me a bowl of cereal and ate quickly so I wouldn't have to stand the awkward silence between my dad and I. After I finished eating, I heard a car horn and instantly knew it was Vanessa outside waiting for me. I ran outside and to her car in record time.

"Hey Vanessa," I greeted as I leaned over the seat and hugged my best friend. I released my grip and sat straight in my seat after buckling my seatbelt. She quickly examined my outfit before starting the car up and driving to school.

"What's up with the outfit Miles?" She asked curious, not disappointed or anything just curious. I shrugged my shoulders and giggled a little.

"Ness, I always dress like this."

"Yes, but you're pregnant, don't you think you should've worn something, I don't know...less revealing?" All I did was shrug and not say anything. She coughed awkwardly and changed the topic.

"Soo, have you talked to your dad or Brandi since yesterday?" I decided to answer, didn't have anything better to do.

"Sadly, no. My dad just won't talk to me and Brandi, well I don't expect to talk to her for sometime anyway," I informed her. "But yesterday I was so pissed cause my mom told me I had to become friends with your brother." She glanced at me for a second before turning back to the road.

"And that's a bad thing why?"

"Because, we've never liked each other, it's gonna be so awkward...I mean him and his girlfriend both hate me and I slept with him and ended up pregnant Nessa, I can't deal with all of that, it's too stressing," I told her, trying to stay calm.

"Miles, do it for me, your mom, and most importantly the baby please," she pleaded. "I'll talk to Nick and convince him to be friends with you," I gave in after that.

"Fine, just don't tell him about this," I motioned towards my belly as we pulled up to the school. She nodded her head and we got out the car, heading towards the entrance.

"Okay well, I'm going to my first class; I talk to you at lunch." I nodded and she left. As I walked to class I inconveniently bumped right into Nick, causing me to lose my balance. He thankfully had fast reflexes and caught me before I fell. He pulled me closer to him and I oddly felt safe in his arms but before my thoughts got any further, he let go of me and pushed me roughly against a locker.

"Watch where the hell you're going," he growled at me. I shook my head at the thought of me actually becoming friends with him.

"It was an accident," I explained, mad. I glared at him as I pushed myself away from the locker and made my way to my first class, but before I could get far enough he called out to me.

"Yeah Miley," he emphasized. "Yeah, walk your slutty ass to class," he taunted me. I shook my head and tried my best to fight the tears that were threatening to fall. He was such an asshole, but I was glad I was going to have Selena to cheer me up. I didn't have the heart to tell her the news yet though.

I sat down next to my best friend, and immediately I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I already knew it was no one but Selena, there was no one else in the class that cared for me as much as Selena did and that made me feel guilty because we were so close and I was hiding something so big from her.

"What's wrong Milewy?" In a baby voice, she asked, trying to make me feel better. I giggled at her effort, embracing her back before pulling away and looking at her.

I shook my head, "Nothing really, just Nick being an ass as always and surprisingly, he wasn't with his girlfriend." I chose not to tell her what he said, only because it hurt thinking about it. After giving an understanding look, we both turned to the front of the class and watched the teacher teach whatever it was she was teaching.

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I was so thankful when it was finally lunch because I was starving. As soon as I sat down at the table, I was stuffing my mouth with food while Vanessa stared at me in disgust but I ignored her until I was finished.

"Shut up, I was hungry," I said to her once I was done eating my lunch. She shook her head in held her hands up in innocence.

"I didn't say anything," she giggled. "Anything at all....but you got a little something right there miss 'I was hungry'," she pointed to my cheek. I rubbed it off with the back off my hand and rolled my eyes.

"Whatever, but I gotta remind you, don't talk to Nick about becoming friends."

She looked at me in confusion. "What do you mean? Why don't you want me to talk to him for you? My parents and your mom said you guys have to be," she said as I nodded my head.

"Yea but, Nick was being mean to me this morning and called me a slut, I don't want to be friends with him if he's just gonna insult me," I frowned while Vanessa's eyebrows arched in anger.

"He called you a slut!?" She exclaimed rhetorically. "Oh, am I going to have a talk with the boy—and no, not about being friends, just to get him to be more considerate of others feelings," she reassured me.

"Okay then, and do not tell your parents me and Nick aren't friends and make sure he doesn't find out about me being pregnant kay?"

"Mmhm," was all she said before eating her food. After lunch was over and saying goodbye to Vanessa, I headed to my next class and oddly instead of seeing my loving boyfriend, I walked in and find the complete opposite.

"Uh, what are you doing here?" I asked him annoyed as he laughed in my face. "You aren't in this class." He got up from his seat and stood in front of me, staring me in the eyes.

"Oh, but I am now, ya know cause your boyfriend switched classes," he smirked.

"Whatever Nick, I'm not talking to you," I sat in my chair, folded my arms and ignored whatever else that came out of his big obnoxious mouth. The rest of the class was torture, not only because I hated the subject math but also because Nick wouldn't stay out of my air bubble, I seriously restrained myself from slapping him across his angelic face.

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I got home to find my dad sitting on the couch looking as though he was waiting to speak to someone. He looked at me and beckoned over; I obliged hesitantly and took a seat next to him.

I stared at him expectantly, waiting for him to speak. "So, um...what's it that you want dad? But if you're only gonna yell at me and tell me how much of a disappointment I am then I don't wanna here it," I began to get up from my seat, but was yanked back down by my dad who looked impatient.

"Miles, no. I want to apologize to you, because I should've been more understanding about it, but it's just hard to know both of your only children have or are going to have children of there own when they're still so young," he looked into my eyes, sadly. "It really does make me think your mother and I failed at raising you and your sister," he grabbed my hands as I looked up at him. "Miles, you're my baby girl, you're only 16 years old, I don't want to see you have a baby at this age."

I sighed. "I know daddy," I hugged him tightly. "And I'll always be your baby girl but we gotta except the fact that I'm gonna have a baby," I told him as released from our embrace.

"Okay, but head upstairs Miles, I know you got homework to do," he gave a look that told me I better not play with him, I didn't and obeyed his suggestion

2 months later (sorry if this first part seems a little rushed =/)

I had a doctor's appointment a little over a month ago to confirm my pregnancy, and then I had one again a few days ago to have an ultrasound just to hear the heartbeat and all. It felt amazing to hear my baby's heartbeat; I had Vanessa and my parents with me but I felt as though there were some people missing. I oddly felt extremely bad that the father of my child, Selena and Brandi weren't there when should've been there. At first it didn't bother me as much but after my mom had a talk with me, she made me realize that hiding the fact that I was pregnant from Nick, Selena and Cody was not only hurting them but hurting myself. So I came to the decision that I would tell Selena and Cody on Monday but Nick would have to wait.

It really surprised me when I woke up in the morning because I didn't have to throw up; I smiled and headed towards my bathroom with the clothes I was going to wear. Once I finished with my shower and slipped on my clothes I noticed they were a little bit tighter than normal; I looked down at my stomach and saw tiny baby bump, I smiled and rubbed it. I was wearing a tight white t-shirt and some dark washed skinny jeans; I knew that if I walked out the house in the shirt I was wearing and you knew me, you'd notice the slight change in my appearance so I put a black over sized sweatshirt over my upper body.

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I sat on the front porch steps and waited for Vanessa after eating a relaxing breakfast with my parents. They didn't mention much about the pregnancy but I didn't complain; I wasn't in the mood, I was to worried about how I would tell my boyfriend and my best friend. In the midst of my worrying, I heard a loud beep. My head shot up startled at the sudden noise, it was Vanessa's car horn, she honked it again and laughed at my facial expression.

I sat in her car and folded my arms as I pretended to be mad, though I really wasn't. "Miles, I'm sorry," she apologized and frowned. I felt bad and smiled, she saw that I saw faking and hit my arm.

"What the hell Vanessa!?" I said, angry all of a sudden. I slapped her back and stared out the window at everything we happened to pass on our way to school.

"Wow, hormonal are we?" she asked rhetorically; I just rolled my eyes and sighed as she continued. "Any who...why are you wearing that sweater? It's huge." She looked away from the road to poke my shirt before averting her attention back to the road.

This I looked at her, grinning widely. "Cause look at this," I lifted up my sweater and shirt to reveal my small baby bump. "Look at this, ain't it adorable?"

Vanessa laughed slightly, "Uh, yeah it is...but didn't you notice that when you had that ultrasound or any other time?" I shook my head and put my shirt down.

"Weirdly no," I giggled. We got to school quicker than I expected, I guess having Vanessa around was an easier way to lose time but I didn't have anytime to think what I was going to say through.

We walked into the school with all eyes on us, and because of Vanessa obviously cause I'll admit I definitely did not look my best. They started cheer leading a while ago, and now she was even more popular than before. I was actually sad for quite a while because I couldn't cheer but I got over it; I didn't need the extra attention anyways. She left me to go meet up with a couple of her friends, I just shrugged my shoulders and when I was going through my locker I felt a tap on my shoulder so I turned around.

"May I help you?" I stared at them annoyed as I waited for an answer. They smiled and pushed me against my locker causing me to groan in pain and grab my stomach.

"Aww, is the little fatty hurt?" Demi smirked cruelly as I glared at her and said nothing. "Why is the slut wearing such hideous clothes? Oh wait, is it because she's just so ashamed of her ugly body? I know I would be too if I knew someone like myself." I rolled my eyes at her conceitedness as the pain wore off but my eyes couldn't help but well up with tears at everything she said to me, I hated those freaking hormones.

I moved away from my locker and ran to one of the only places I knew could relax and let loose. We arrived pretty early so class didn't start for another hour. I ran and sat down on the football field. I laid down on the lush ground and stared up at the hot sun. After a while I began to get really hot, so I removed my sweater, aware that no one would come out here any time soon.

"Why are you sitting out here in the sun when we have class soon?" I heard someone ask me. I jumped up startled and turned to see who it was, it was Nick. He walked towards me slowly as I sat back down on the ground, my back facing him. He eventually sat next to me and repeated his question until I finally chose to respond.

"Because I want to, is that a good enough answer for ya?" I questioned irritated, not looking at him. He shrugged his shoulders as his eyes traveled down to my belly without me realizing it.

"I guess...and not to be mean or anything," he assured me which surprised me because he was actually being nice. "But are you gaining weight or something?" I looked him in the eyes and felt no desire to cover up my stomach nor lie to him. I sighed, knowing I would have to tell him sooner to later. (I really wanted to stop there but I want the chapter to be longer so....)

"I'm....pregnant Nick," I confessed and didn't look away from his eyes, they were pretty mesmerizing. His eyes widened in shock but he said nothing.

"Wh-who's the father?" he stammered, looking concerned. I didn't really know what to answer, what would I tell him? That he was? Yea, I don't think so; I mean he clearly knew Cody wasn't because he asked me in the first place. Then I remembered Cody, we had a fight a week ago about how I wasn't committed to the relationship the way I should've been and we haven't talk since then.

I looked away. "Um, Cody," I lied. He shook his head and brought my face back to its original spot so that I was looking back into his eyes again.

"Don't lie to me, we may have our differences and we may not like each other but I'm not the stupid Miley, who is the father?" He demanded. There was no way I would tell him the truth and it made me feel so bad that I looked down as tears began falling from my eyes.

"I c-can't tell y-you," I cried and gripped onto his shirt, hugging him. He kept his mouth closed and just comforted me since that was the only thing he could do, and all I needed him to do.

"As long as it's nothing to bad then fine, but please stop crying," he pleaded and rubbed my back soothingly. I nodded my head and eventually stopped crying.

"Why do you even care Nick?" I questioned quietly as soon as I pulled away but kept my head down.

"I don't know," he sighed. "I guess realized I had no actual reason to treat you the way I did," he explained as I looked up at him.

Nick's POV

I don't know what possessed me to come and find Miley after seeing what my girlfriend had done, but I did. I guess lately I felt a lot different towards Miley, like I actually cared for her. Then I find out that she's pregnant, it shocked me and usually I'd probably run off and tell everybody but when Miley told me, I felt bad, there was something in me telling me that I'd be making the wrong decision if I had so I didn't.

"But, how'd you know I was here?" She whispered, still looking up at me. I exhaled deeply.

"Well I saw what Demi did and I felt bad." I was cut short by the voice of a saddened Miley; I looked her her confused.

"Is that the only reason you're sitting here right now, because you feel bad for me?"

"No; I mean of course I feel bad but that's not why, I told you because I felt bad for everything that was happening to you Miley. I wanna be friends with you, I wanna help, I wanna be there for you because I realize that I really do care for you." She smiled at my confession and hugged me.

"Thank you Nick, I really appreciate it." I smiled at her before getting up and helping her up.

"I think it's about time we got back to class," I chuckled. She nodded her head, dusted herself off before retrieving her sweatshirt from off the floor and slipping it back onto her body.

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~~Jasmine~~