Yay, new chapter...hehe...it's so short :/

There Nick stood, waiting at the bottom of the stairs for his sister to finish helping Miley so he could finally see his girlfriend in whatever attire she happened to be wearing.

After he had finished the eventful phone call not more than two hours ago, he ended up thinking a little before deciding now the perfect place to take Miley for their date, their first real one. He was almost sure she would love it, at least he hoped, no matter how simple the place was. He was really nervous though, it was their first date and he never really had done anything special for people (let alone a girlfriend).

He heard a harsh cough come from beside him, making him jump slightly and hold his chest as he turned to his left, facing Vanessa who had a wide smile planted across her face.

"She's coming!" she said before moving out of the way so Nick could peer at the top of the stairs without her breathing down his neck.

Not more than a few seconds later, with the sound of heels following, a rather smiley Miley appeared at the top of the stairs from around the corner. Instantly, a smile appeared on Nick's face also. It was obvious they were both completely nervous though, it didn't take a genius.

Neither of them said a word as Miley took unsteady steps down the stairs. Clearly, the brunette was not used to wearing heels and she wouldn't have been wearing them if Vanessa hadn't insisted she did. Nick took the time to admire his beautiful girlfriend as she made her towards him in a flowing black halter top sundress. Since it was loose, you couldn't really see the ever-growing belly of Miley's.

When she finally reached him, Nick wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into him for a hug. He loved the feeling of hugging her, it was calming, he had recently came to notice.

"Do I look okay?" With a sheepish face, Miley questioned after they pulled away.

"You look gorgeous Miley." And Nick meant it, he really did.

A bright smile grew on the pregnant girl's face. "Thank you. So where are we going?"

"Oh, I-"

"Wait," Miley interrupted. She bent down, holding onto Nick's arm for support as she slipped off her heels. "Sorry," she glanced up at her boyfriend's face, apologizing for interrupting what he was saying. "Nessa!" she called. Vanessa walked into the room.

"What?"

"Can you please get me some flats to where? I can't wear these heels when I already got swollen ankles." Vanessa laughed a little and went upstairs to fetch a pair of shoes.

Miley turned on her bare heels and smiled sheepishly at Nick. "Sorry."

Of course, Nick shook his head, dismissing the sorry and wrapped his arm back around Miley. He couldn't help but grin at the cute expression Miley was sporting. "It's fine. And I not telling you where we're going Mi, I want it to be a surprise," he told her.

At this point, Miley paid no attention to the fact that Nick wasn't going to tell her. At this stage in her pregnancy, she was beginning to be a quite a cheery person, not letting anything get her down. Emotional, she still was but she (almost) always had a smile on her face and all she wanted was to just start their date, wanting nothing more than to spend some alone time with her boyfriend.

Soon, Vanessa returned with the black flats and Miley quickly (with the help of both her best friend and her boyfriend) put them on.

After a little bit of talking with Vanessa and cheesy smiles and jokes from her, Nick and Miley were finally able to leave.

Like a gentleman he was getting used to being, Nick helped Miley into the passenger seat of his car before settling into his. He was sure to make sure Miley was buckled and everything before leaving his house.

Since the ride was so quiet as they drove, Nick couldn't help but to get drowned in his thoughts. He was thinking about the phone call that he had a received a few hours earlier. It had been stuck in the back of his mind since then. He was trying desperately to not think about it but it was hard.

Why who had called chose to call him, he didn't know. As far as he knew, that person didn't know him and Miley were on speaking terms, let alone dating, so how'd they know to contact him? He knew he was going to have to tell Miley though; there was only a matter of time before she would notice his attitude change or find out who called herself and he couldn't have that because it wouldn't be pretty.

Nick snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Miley place her hand over his, resting on the arm rest. He gave her a smile.

"Are you okay?" Miley's eyes beamed in curiosity and a bit of worry.

He didn't wanna lie to her but he also didn't wanna tell her and have her freak out, just to end up ruining their date. He promised himself though, that he was gonna tell her before everything got out of hand.

He nodded.

Sighing, Miley rubbed the pad of her thumb over the back of Nick's hand, deciding to let her worry go. She wasn't oblivious, when she looked into his eyes, she knew he was hiding something. In the pit of her stomach, she had a feeling that whatever he was hiding, it was to protect her. But from what?

"Babe, we're here!" Nick grinned, shaking his girlfriend so she would wake up from her light sleep. With her arms stretched out, the teen yawned before rubbing her eyes. Taking a hold of Nick's offering hand, she stepped out of the car.

It took her a moment, but soon her sparkling greyish-blue eyes adjusted to the light and she realized with happiness just where they were. Right in front of her eyes was, well...the football field. Now, it may not have been a big deal to anyone but it meant a whole lot to Miley.

Ever since she started high school, the football field had always been her place to go to think to herself, to be alone, but that wasn't why Nick had brought her there so she turned to him and asked him why.

"Why'd you bring me here?" she asked with a smile as they made their way through the gates, entering the field.

"Because...remember the day you told me you were pregnant?"

Slightly puzzled, Miley nodded and went along with it as she listened to Nick continue. "Well, you told me here. I consider this the place where we became friends and eventually led to this." The smile on his face mirrored Miley's as she took in what he was saying.

"Well...I'm glad you brought me here." They intertwined their fingers and walked over towards the stands, taking a seat on them. They tried their best to ignore the coldness of the metal below them. After sitting in silence, just cuddling, Nick spoke up.

"It's quiet out here," he said, failing miserably at his try to break the silence.

"Why is there nothing to talk about?" a confused, sad Miley asked in a sad tone. She looked up at her boyfriend with question in her eyes. For one, Nick had something to wanted to speak on but didn't know how to approach it or whether or not it would be a good idea.

"Nick, I know somethings on your mind," she stared him in the eyes, hoping to get a response out of him. And there were two things on his mind. One he wanted to speak about and the other he really wanted to forget. But with Miley's pleading eyes, he decided with a sigh to go with what he actually wanted to talk about.

"What's on your mind?"

"I-I want to talk about...that night," he stuttered out, trying his best to keep this gaze, but Miley soon broke it when she looked away.

"Why?"

"Because I don't wanna just go on not knowing why you did what you did."

That was when she looked back in him, an angry expression held in her face."I didn't do anything!" she exclaimed and balled her hand in a fist. She was kinda hurt by what he said, she felt as though he was accusing her.

Nick frowned. "I just want to know why you chose not to tell me that you were pregnant with my baby Miley," he insisted, "that's all I want to know."

At that point, the brunette's emotions were getting the best of her, and as tears welled up in her eyes, she jumped up from the bench. She shook her head.

"Take me home Nick."

"Mi-"

"Nick." She stared at him, in no mood for a debate. She was upset and was no longer in any mood to talk to her boyfriend. Though he was frowning and was sure he hadn't done or said anything too wrong, Nick respected Miley's wishes.

He stood up and grabbed a hold of Miley's hand, helping her to stand up before they walked hand-in-hand to his car. Neither of them were very happy at that moment so they didn't say a word to each other during the entire car ride. Nick was upset at himself for making Miley upset and he felt as though he ruined their date. It didn't go the way either of them had planned.

Soon, Nick's car arrived in the driveway of Miley's house. He noticed an unfamiliar car in front of his but same with Miley, chose not to think anything of it. The both of them were too busy thinking to themselves to care about anything around them.

As Miley helped herself out of the car without Nick's attempted help, she looked at him. She almost wanted to smile as he gave her a soft one but she didn't. She shook her head and walked past him, up her driveway.

The moment Miley's hand touched the doorknob, she felt worried, as though something behind the door would shock the hell out of her. Or cause a lot of problems. She turned the knob, immediately to find herself collide with a body.

So familiar yet, so unfamiliar.

And unwanted.

I'm going to guess you all know who it is now that called Nick but I'll see once y'all review ;D I'm almost ready to upload It Takes 2 for any of you all that are reading it (which better be all of ya... !)

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