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We informed Miley on why she was here and she eagerly obliged to gulping down the food my mom was able to retrieve from the cafeteria. Be the time Miley was finished, she was noticeably better and I was quite happy about that.

"Denise," Miley started as she addressed my mom. Miley was best friends with my sister so when she called her that it was completely normal, even for school. "Do you think I could stay here for the rest of the day? I mean school ends in like," she paused to glance at her watch. "30 minutes..."

My mom thought about it for a moment before nodding as I remembered something. "Miley, you aren't going to tell Cody today are you?" I asked. My mom went and sat at her desk after notifying me that she had to talk to me. Miley sighed and shook her head, setting her plate beside her on another chair.

"No, not today, not after what happened with Sel." She got up and went over to one of the beds in the room and lied down. I had no idea of what went down with the two of them, but hopefully by the end of the day I would. I went over to the desk my mom sat behind and waited for her to start talking.

"Nicholas, I really appreciate that you're trying with Miley, I really am," she started quietly even though it appeared that Miley was sound asleep again. I nodded and stared at my mom, my arms resting on the desk. "She has a lot going on right now with the pregnancy and your help is greatly needed but I wanted to tell you however that your sister has to stay late today for cheer leading practice and Miley usually gets a ride home from Vanessa....so can you please give her a ride home? And before you answer, I'll inform your teacher and the principle that you were helping out Miley, no trouble for you," she grinned.

Without even thinking I gave a quick nod, signaling my answer as yes and left the office after telling her bye. I walked to the library with my stuff that I took from my locker for study hall and sat down at an empty table. I wasn't gonna do my work, I didn't have any and my thoughts were consumed of everything that had had happened since this morning.

I'll admit that I had no idea what I was thinking when I comforted Miley but by the vulnerable look in her eyes, I knew what I was doing was right. My relationship with Demi meant a lot to me, but with Miley I felt like those things weren't as important as I thought. I wasn't gonna ruin or leave what I had for Miley but I definitely wasn't gonna let what others say stop me from what I wanted; and I wanted Miley, her friendship.

I didn't care that she was pregnant, that didn't make me like her any less; I admired the fact that she as able to tell me the truth, even before her friends. Yeah, I wasn't close to her, yeah we hated each other before out talk earlier today, but I still felt a connection with her, like I knew so more about her than either of us would admit.

It's kinda weird that I had a sudden change in heart, but that's how it is, and that's how its gonna be.

Thoughts continued to consume my mind until I jumped in my seat at the buzzing bell, meaning school was finally over. I gripped my bad and carried it with me to my locked and waited for Demi. We always met before we left the school. Not a minute later, she walked up to me grinning as I forgot about even being mad at her.

"Nick!" she squealed, throwing her bare arms around me. She was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts, a little too revealing for school but at least she as good to look at.

I sported a toothy grin when we pulled away and gave her a quick kiss. "Hey babe. You doing something tonight?" I asked. I glint of sadness flashed in her eyes as she nodded, dismissing the look quickly.

"Yeah, but we can hang out tomorrow or something..."

As much as she tried to hide it, I knew something was bothering her, she was hurt but I could tell she didn't wanna talk about it so I nodded my head and gave the best smile I could.

"That's fine, I'll call you tonight." I received a nod from her and we departed as I made my way to the nurses office. Demi wasn't a bad person, she did bad things to people but it was a cover, I knew very well that it was. I didn't know what it was that hurt her so much but I hoped that she'd tell me soon enough.

I entered the office only to see Miley sitting in one of the chairs, rubbing her eyes and she looked like she was waiting for me, assuming my mom told her; I walked over and sat next to her. "Ready to go....?" Her eye rubbing came to a halt as she stared me in the eyes.

"Yeah, I guess." Miley's voice still sounded as raspy as before but that didn't matter, she was alright, that's what mattered. We exited the school in silence. I offered to hold her bag as we reached the car but she politely refused. I opened the car door for her, out of reflex and shut it, going to my side. After digging it out of my pocket, I put the key in the ignition and started the car, my black and white striped mustang.

I wanted to turn on the radio, whistle, hum a song, anything to ease the awkward tension invading my space but it was apparent that the brunette had other plans. Miley let out a breath of air, turning her face to look at me. I glanced quickly but had to turn back to the road, we didn't need to get into an accident.

"Nick, can you not stop by my house? I was gonna come over anyway to talk to Vanessa, and she won't be long anyway, so is it alright for me to come to yours?" she quietly questioned. At the point, I realized Miley was acting a lot more shy and distant than I had ever witnessed her be, and to be honest...it was bothering me.

"Sure." We didn't say anything else after that and before we knew it, we arrived at my house. The car halted causing me to instinctively hop out of the car, go over to Miley's side and open the door for her. Her smile was small but at least I got one.

...I was starting to get worried...

We got through the gate and walked up the cement pathway, entering the house with my key. I could tell it was empty by the echoes I heard when placing the keys on the coffee table next to the door. I turned around, noticing Miley still standing next to the door uncomfortably, her hands crossed over her stomach. I looked at my watch for a second, revealing it was only 3. I sighed and moved my hand towards Miley's, waiting permission to grab; she nodded.

When I took a hold of her soft hand, the feelings I felt were unrecognizable. I knew the feeling meant something but I couldn't say I felt them before, because I hadn't but one thing I knew; I never wanted to let go. I led our exhausted bodies up to my room, feeling as though now was a good time to talk.

I sat on the chair at my computer desk, thinking she'd be more comfortable on the bed by herself as she sat down on the bed. It took awhile, but eventually she relaxed on the soft surface upon realizing that I was okay with it. I knew I had to start the conversation if we wanted to get anywhere.

"I don't got a lot to say," I startled Miley with my voice by the way she looked at me, away from her hands. "And I don't know how you feel or if you believed what I told you earlier but I meant it when I said I'd be there for you, I wanna be friends with you Miley...." I looked her in the eyes. "I really do."

She smiled a little. "Well, at the time I didn't have a doubt that you meant what you said, I still don't and I guess I can agree on getting to know you better," she told me, grinning playfully.

"That's good to hear," I nodded along with Miley and suddenly the mood turned a lot more serious as I continued. "I don't wanna ruin anything but it's really making me concerned, how'd your talk with Selena go?" She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as a frown adored her face.

"She...didn't take it well," she looked down at her hands that were lying on her crossed legs. I was hesitant for a second but got up and sat next to her, rubbing her back.

"I'm sorry."

She shook her head. "It's not your fault, Selena was just mad that I didn't tell her sooner, that's all." She wanted to believe what she was saying; who wanted their best friend to keep something so big from them for so long?....If only I knew.... "Well, all that talking has tired me out, I think imma wait downstairs for Vanessa." She got up stretching.

I frowned. "Mind if I wait with you?" I asked sheepishly, a shy grin on my face.

"Uh, no, it's your house so you can if you want." We walked down the steps and into the large living room. I took a seat on the love seat on the far end of the room as Miley took a seat on the recliner, next to where I was sitting and next to the couch. I grabbed the TV remote of the marble coffee table and turned on the TV to fill the silence.

About 15 minutes into the random TV show that I flipped to, Miley looked at me and said: "Hey Nick, where's Joe?" Joe was my brother, 17, Vanessa's twin, skipped a grade and out of high school. He was in college but only took only classes, and he lived with a friend of his so I didn't see him much. I shrugged. "Probably off with Zac doing something stupid." Miley nodded and kept quiet, staring at the high definition flat screen.

Then there was Zac. Zac was Vanessa's boyfriend of 3 years, he was 19 and stayed with Joe in a Condo in downtown LA. Vanessa often expressed how she hated the fact that her boyfriend lived more than a mile a away from her, but they managed to keep their relationship strong.

Finally the clock reached 4 and I heard keys jiggling in the keyhole of the doorknob, telling me that Vanessa was home. However, when the door opened I saw way more then just my sister.

"Miley!" My brother exclaimed, running through the door over to Miley. Wow. I turned my head back over to the door and saw Vanessa, Zac, and my mother standing there; I got up and walked over to them.

"Hey guys," I greeted, smiling at them. My mom came and gave me a hug like any other mother would then went into the living room where Joe was practically killing Miley with his grip on her. I gave Zac a man hug before we all went back into the living room.

"Joe...I think that's enough hugging, you don't wanna hurt her," my sister warned, looking at them worriedly. Joe immediately pulled away.

"Sorry." I'm pretty sure he didn't know Miley was pregnant but if you heard how Vanessa sounded then you would've been sorry too.

"It's fine," Miley smiled at Joe. Vanessa then took a hold on Miley's hand, pulling her off the couch.

"We're going to my room, bye Zacky," she said and gave Zac a kiss before dragging Miley up the stairs, disappearing behind the gray walls. I sighed and turned to my friends. "Football?" They nodded eagerly and ran for the back door.

So, the reason this is short (yes I consider this short) is because I'm moving at the end of the month and won't be able to update for about 2 weeks. My sister is coming back to live with us, with her 3 month old daughter soo yeah, hope you enjoy and check out my YouTube because eventually, hopefully sometimes soon, I'll have a one shot (Niley) up. Link on my profile.

And sorry to my "Nanny Love" readers, I'm trying.

~Jasmine~