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Miley gave Nick an apologetic look, immediately getting up, no longer being comforted by his embrace. Her mind was currently so jumbled up with thoughts that for a second, she forgot where she was going once she left the bathroom, thankfully Vanessa was standing in the doorway of her brother's room with Miley's cell in her hand. Miley grabbed the phone and answered. Meanwhile in the bathroom, Nick was left to himself, pondering everything that had occurred, confused as ever.

"Cody?" Miley said, biting her bottom lip as she walked down the stairs.

"Miley we need to talk face to face, come outside," he ended the conversation. Miley felt as if her stomach as bubbling, she was that nervous. However, she obeyed her boyfriend's orders-if she could call him that- and exited the house, and right in front of her stood Cody with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

Saying nothing, he motioned towards the steps, sitting down on them as he waited for the brunette to sit down. She did. She wrapped her arms over her 2 and a half month pregnant belly, just waiting to hear what Cody had to say.

"Why'd you wanna talk?" Miley asked, her voice hoarse.

Cody looked away from his palms and at the brunette next to him, just looking at her for a moment before releasing a sigh. "First of all I want to say I'm sorry for walking way the way I did, I was upset and I still am." Miley looked away as the pain in his eyes returned. "I mean you're pregnant with a baby that obviously isn't mine but what hurt me the most, honestly..." he paused. "Is that you don't know who the father is. It hurts me more to know that you went out and slept with someone you don't even know, I would've understood, even just a little if you knew the person or even had feelings for them..." He ran his hands through his hair and Miley could just feel his eyes on her

That was the problem though for Miley. She knew who the father was and she did have feelings for him. She couldn't hurt Cody anymore, seeing as his accusations were false and what he thought was true was hurting him.

There was a question that was burning the tip of her tongue that would determine her mood for...quite a while I guess you could say, but she had to tell Cody that Nick was the father, and she was gonna...no matter what.

Nick left the bathroom and his room soon after Miley left him alone. His mind lingered on the small moment he and Miley shared right before he did the stupidest thing ever. He moved away right before him and Miley were about to kiss and looking back at his decision to do so, it was dumb. He didn't have a girlfriend to worry about anymore so if he wanted to kiss Miley, he could.

Of course there was still the hurt that Demi left him behind with but for some odd reason, he felt Miley could fix that. He wondered if Miley felt the same way he did, he hoped she did. He was sure he liked Miley, maybe even more than like but they weren't even together, his thoughts were going a little far.

Shaking his head, Nick crept down the stairs, suddenly becoming very curious. Upon his feet hitting the creaking floor panels, he moved towards the front door but before his ear reached it, he was yanked away by a strong voice.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?" the voice questioned, still pulling Nick. They headed into the living room, Nick realized as he looked up, seeing his older sister.

He was forced into the couch as Vanessa sat on the recliner chair near the couch. Nick coughed, moving his hand about as she answered her question. "I wasn't doing anything," he lied, although there was no point. Vanessa wasn't oblivious and in all reality, it wasn't that big of a deal.

"I don't call trying to listen to Miley and Cody's conversation 'doing nothing'," using air quotes as she said this. "But it doesn't matter. Now tell me something, what happened in your room with you and Miley?" Vanessa intertwined her her hands in her lap and stared at her brother, almost like she was interrogating him, which she was, wanting to know what went down like the nosy person she was. By the way she was talking, you knew she thought more happened than what actually did.

"Nothing happened Vanessa."

"Oh don't 'nothing Vanessa' me Nicholas, I know something happened. You wouldn't be smiling like an idiot and looking slightly depressed at the same time if nothing happened," she pressed the situation, trying to get something out of the now shy looking Nick.

At the same time, Nick thought, interesting. But he really didn't want to tell his sister what he was feeling at the moment. Vanessa's strong gaze on Nick was hard enough to possess Nick into spilling the events. However, reluctant still.

Nick began explaining to his interested sister what went down while alone in his room, starting off with the breakup he had with Demi over the phone. Throughout the explanation, he was unable to keep the frown off his face at the mere thought of his distant, now ex. As the conversation progressed, it turned from Demi to Miley adn Nick told Vanessa everything basically.

The black haired girl in room smiled knowingly while watching her brother talk away about her best friend. She nodded her head though the conversation while in reality her mind was working overtime. She just knew Nick liked Miley, whether he said so or not; Analyzing his facial expressions, the way he talked and the simple words that left his mouth. His expression gave away what he was unable to say in words, Vanessa read him like an open book, she wasn't stupid. She just knew Nick liked Miley, whether he said so or not.

"Vanessa, stop staring at me like that," Nick mumbled, noticing the bright and cheery look on her face; which ultimately creeped him out.

Of course he knew why she was staring at him the way she was but he chose to ignore the small fact. Now growing bored of being in the same room as his sister, Nick got up from the comfort of the couch and left the room, disregarding Vanessa's pleas for him to stay. Just as he walked past the front door, the voices behind said object caught his attention...

So, the first half of the conversation was short, shorter than expected. Now for the second part I guess, Miley thought nervously. She wanted to know if Cody was gonna break up with her before she told him anything though first of all but by the way he was acting, she knew there was no chance their relationship was gonna get though this ordeal, So Miley readied herself, preparing for heartbreak that had already happened even without the dreadful words.

Regarding his last words, Miley started off by saying, "You got it all wrong," she sounded almost as if she was scared.

Cody looked at her, even though he couldn't see her face considering she was looking away. "What?" he asked, bewildered,"

"I know exactly who got me pregnant." So much for not saying anything, thought Miley, now mad at her self, knowing she had no other choice but to answer the question she set up for Cody to ask.

Cody let out a sigh, obviously waiting to hear who had. Miley really didn't want to but she knew she had to.

"Um," she looked down, already feeling tears burning the edge of her eyes. "Nick got me pregnant," she whispered so low that it was almost impossible for Cody to hear her but he heard her loud and clear. He was shocked, no beyond shocked, even pissed maybe. But he waned to hear her say it again.

"Who?"

"Nick is the father, okay?" Miley said a little louder, finally willing herself to look at Cody in the eyes. "I slept with him and got pregnant, but I'm sorry!" she apologized. She desperately wanted his forgiveness whether or not they were gonna stay together. It didn't matter anymore; if she had to lose him as boyfriend, she at least wanted to keep his as a friend. She loved him and losing him completely would break her heart-well even more than it already was-.

Cody saw her expression and it broke his heart seeing how hurt she was. He was hurt himself, and he knew he couldn't be with Miley anymore, not after she cheated on him and got pregnant with someone else's child. Aware of the fact that she was drunk didn't matter, but just like Miley, there was no way he could cut her out of his life. He still loved Miley, more than friends but he had to do what he felt was best for him.

"Are you gonna say anything?" now in a low whisper, Miley asked. They were still looking at each other but she couldn't tell what he was thinking which worried her.

Cody thought it through some more before responding. "I haven't forgiven you, and I won't for probably a while but I want us to be friends."

Unable to contain her happiness, Miley smiled widely and opened her arms for a hug, not wanting to be to forward. Cody smiled a little and leaned in, wrapping his arms around Miley, hugging her. Hugging her, he knew he had made the right of a sudden, Miley thought about how Cody felt about the fact that Nick is the father of her baby. She pulled out of the hug and started at him.

"What?" Cody asked, confused.

"Aren't you mad that Nick is the father of my baby?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, I mean I guess. Wait, does he even know?"

That question caused the brunette to look down, ashamed. She shook her head 'no' but without a word. She was ashamed because she still hadn't told him. At this point she wanted to tell him sooner rather than later but what she didn't know was that she wouldn't need to.

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