I'm pretty proud of myself, it may've been 2 weeks but it wasn't a month and here I am updating! :) I kinda like this chapter and I kinda don't...I don't know...just read...and this chapter actually has Niley in it... :)

Miley strolled out her house about 20 minutes after her chat with her mom and headed straight towards her friend's car that sat in her driveway. Passing the front of the car, Miley opened the passenger car door and gently got in before buckling her seat belt securely and setting her bag next to her.

"Hey Miles," Vanessa greeted, eying Miley as she started backing out of the driveway, noticing her quiet demeanor.

Instead of verbally replying, Miley opted in giving a slight nod of her head as a absentminded hello.

She was fully aware of the fact that Vanessa wasn't happy with her "answer" but at that moment, she didn't care. Her thoughts were consuming her mind and all she could think about was Nick. All she wanted to do was get to school and make up with Nick. She really wanted to talk with him, about everything there was to be talk about; because the longer they waited, the worse things would get.

The brunette was staring out the window when she suddenly noticed that the vehicle had stopped and they were now sitting in the school parking lot.

Since Vanessa already knew that her friend obviously wasn't in the mood to talk, she silently got out of the car and waited for Miley to follow her actions; which a moment later, Miley did. Miley threw her bag over her shoulder and went over to Vanessa as they began walking towards the school.

The both of them were clad in a pair of gray sweatpants—Miley, the same ones she had put on earlier that morning— and sweatshirts. It wasn't the most normal thing for them to wear, but it was cold and Miley didn't wanna be noticed. She was not in the mood at all.

Vanessa stopped and turned to Miley when they reached Miley's locker and said, "Miles, I'm gonna go—I gotta talk to someone."

"It's fine, I'll see you later Nessa," responded Miley in a quiet voice, making Vanessa relieved, finally hearing the girl's voice. She smiled a little then walked away. Sighing, Miley opened her locker and stuffed her bag inside of it after she had gotten the stuff she needed out of it.

Even though school wasn't supposed to be starting for a another 30 minutes, the halls were basically packed. Originally, Miley's plan was to go and seek Nick, and that's what she still wanted to do but seeing as she was unable to spot him in the sea of people, she dropped her shoulders and that thought. Instead, she cut through the tons of people as quickly and as carefully as she could, reaching an exit before walking out of it.

Her dull eyes caught sight of a figure, sitting on the grass in the middle of the school's field. The figure was a good 20 yards away from her, and from the back of their head, she had an idea of who it was and she almost smiled but stopped and shook her head, not wanting to get her hopes up.

Quietly, Miley began making her way towards the person on the field. It might've took a few minutes but she approached the person and now the person was unmistakable.

"Nick..."

Nick abruptly twisted his body and neck, meeting gazes with Miley. He was shocked at the tone of her voice. Tiny and Timid. And for a moment, he felt sad. The gleam in her eyes gave away the fact that she was sad and had been crying. No matter how hard she had tried to not make it apparent, Nick still noticed. She didn't know whether or not that was a good thing.

Without a sound, Nick patted the grass to his right and Miley immediately took a seat, crossing her legs Indian style.

The soon to be mother hesitated, going over what she should say first. "I"m sorry..." she decided was what she should start off with, figuring it'd be best.

Nick shook his head and wrapped his arms around his bent legs. "No Miles, I'm sorry," he apologized then looked at his girlfriend. "I shouldn't have brought it up."

Miley let out a deep sigh but never broke the gaze her and the guy she loved were sharing. "No, you should have. I can't get mad at you for wanting to talk about it. I talked to my mom this morning and I realized that I was being stupid. I was scared, I don't know, I just—wanna get over what happened. I-I don't wanna have to think about it anymore. There's more important things to worry about." At that, both of their gazes fell on the sweatshirt that was hiding her stomach.

Nick's chest rose and fell as he took a deep breath and averted his gaze to the ground in front of him. "So, what first? What do you wanna talk about first?"

Miley's POV

I rested my hands in my lap and sighed deeply. "We weren't together when this whole thing happened, I mean, we hated each other so it wasn't the easiest for me to even comprehend. And I was with Cody, I didn't wanna tell Cody cause I knew he was gonna break up with me, then we became friends and I didn't wanna tell you because we were friends and I didn't wanna ruin that."

"What about-"

"-The night we slept together, I know." I was hoping he wouldn't say that. "We lost out virginity to each other, what else is there to talk about?" Aware that I was being a bit rude, I bowed my head and refused to return the gaze I felt Nick giving me.

"What do you mean, 'what else is there to talk about?' There's a lot! Maybe the fact that we were drunk, or that you ended up pregnant, didn't bother to tell and it seems like you don't even care that all of that happened."

I just about cried, because I did care! "I'm sorry I'm not all that great at expressing my feelings." I rose my head and my hand and wiped the tears that fell from my eyes. Now, I finally connected eyes with an emotion filled Nick. "I'll tell you right now that that night meant something to me. It started all of this. Yeah, we're young and we're having a baby but I love you Nick and I'm kinda glad that it happened," I finished with a watery smile.

Nick had scooted over as soon as he saw my tears and wrapped his arms around me. He helped me wipe the tears away while I relaxed in his comforting hold and rested my head on his chest.

It didn't need to be spoken for the both of us to know that he was glad too and that he loved me. "I'm sorry...for making you cry, ya know."

I shook my head a little as best as I could. "It's fine, it happens." My voice came out mumbled but I knew he'd heard me and his grip tightened a little more. I loved being in his arms, it was calming; especially to know how much we both cared and loved each other. It wasn't something I was used to but I was grateful to have him in my life.

We just sat with each others company for a few minutes, breathing in the air and relaxed. But I had to break the comforting silence eventually.

"So is this talk over?" I asked and under my cheek I felt the rumble of his soft chuckle.

"I guess so, Miles." He had to be laughing because of how much of baby I sounded like while asking that question. However I let it go and released a content sigh when Nick rested his hand on my stomach. My eyes lids drooped closed as he softly rubbed it over my sweater. Now I was tired but there was no way I was gonna be able to go home.

"Do you wanna go to the nurse's office?" my boyfriend spoke up moments later into my ear. He gently prodded my side for an answer and all I could give him was a nod. At least I was going to get to see Denise. I think we had a bit to talk about.

I assisted Nick in helping me up and rested in his arms once again as we began walking towards the school. We got through the doors and the halls were empty. Guess class has started. I kinda felt bad for making Nick late for class but he didn't seem to be all that bothered by it; well, if that grin on his face said anything.

We soon reached the end of the hall, near the entrance of the school and walked into the room.

"Miley, hi!" Denise greeted me with a bright smile as she organized some things on her desk.

"Hi mom!" Nick sarcastically said, spreading his arms out. I giggled and walked over to his mother, giving her a hug from her side of the desk. While she held me in her grip, she laid her eyes on her son.

"Hello Nicholas, what's brought you two here?"

As if on cue, I yawned. Denise automatically knew what that meant and shook her head. "Never mind." She looked down at me as I looked up at her and smiled a bit. She rose an eyebrow at what I assumed was my face. I must not've appeared all to great. She motioned wordlessly towards an empty bed at the other side of the room and I followed her request but not before walking over to Nick.

"I love you," I whispered while he laid his hands on my waist and pulled me as close as my stomach would let me. I leaned my head up and connected my lips with his in a sweet kiss.

"I love you too, babe," he mumbled against my lips before pulling away. He gave me a smile and a slight push towards the direction of the bed before turning to his mom.

I zoned out any words that were being spoken and before I knew it, Nick was out of the room and was on his way to his first lesson. I laid on the bed and stared up at the plain, white ceiling, now unable to sleep. The only reason I was before was because of Nick and now that he was away from me, I was no longer tired. I couldn't deny the offer though; anything to be away from class.

"Have you and Nick thought about what you guys are gonna do after the baby's born?" the voice of the nurse startled me and I adjusted my body so that I was sitting up and I could see her.

"Um, no?" I was confused. I wasn't expecting that question and in all honestly, I hadn't really even thought about that.

I watched attentively as Denise stopped working on what she was doing and turned her chair to face me. Though we were a good 15 feet away from one another. She let out a sigh and that's when I knew this conversation wasn't gonna be like any other one we've had. This was obviously more serious and I was rather apprehensive.

"I think you guys ought of and I'm not only speaking as a nurse but I'm also speaking as a mother and I know how hard raising a child is Miley, especially at a young age. You and Nick need to know the living arrangements, the financial aspect and how you're gonna juggle school on top of all of that. You're gonna need someone to take care of your son while you're in school, have talked to each other about any of that?" By the look in her eyes, it was obvious she'd hoped we had.

I looked down and shook my head, not liking the hard gaze that she held with me. She wasn't trying to be mean, I knew she was trying to just let me know how serious all of this was. Of course I knew it was.

"I guess we were just so caught up on everything else we hadn't thought about that." I sounded so timid but it was a lot to take in. A lot to understand and think about.

Denise clamped her hands together and swerved her desk back to face her desk to return to her work. "Just make sure you do, Miley, the baby's gonna get here faster than you realize."

I gave a short nod and flopped back down on the bed, breathing deeply. I tried adjusting my body onto my side to get comfortable, but it wasn't working, nothing was. My brain was too full. Now Denise had left a ton for me to think about and just as much for Nick and I to discuss.

Just when I thought there was nothing left to worry about.

It's past my bedtime! xP i'm going soon...I've already started the next chapter. Imma try to put even more Niley in the next, just because Niley's awesome and you guys totally deserve it 3 :D hope you guys liked it and REVIEW!

Also, I've picked a name out for their baby but you guys could still give me baby boy names if you want and also, I wanted to finish the story in no one's point of view but I like Miley's...which do you guys like best?