Hey guys! So, I was thinking cos I had a little writers block coming up with chapter…and then Sara (ImCoolllxX) came up with a fantastic idea! I'm going to make Nick pregnant! Isn't that just so great? JOKE! JOKE! Lol. So anyways, enjoy, sweethearts ;)

I don't own anything…duh. However, I do own the story. But not the people in the story ;)

Selena's Point Of View:

When Nick arrived at my house, I was a little surprised. It was a Saturday, and normally, I'd go out shopping on a Saturday and have a date with Nick on the night. But because he'd arrived early, I was quite surprised.

"Hey" he murmured.

"Hi!" I grinned, pulling him into a hug.

He hugged back and sighed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing…" he mumbled.

I shrugged.

We stood in awkward silence for a moment. I didn't know what to do when Nick was all moody and weird. He wasn't being any fun.

"What are you doing here? Our date isn't until seven" I inquired.

Nick nodded uncomfortably "Um, yeah, I know. I just wanted to see you".

Okay…

"Oh."

Nick suddenly kissed me. Like, really, really deeply. Like he hadn't seen me in years. I smiled while kissing him and lead him into the house. He pinned me up against the wall and ran him arm down my leg. His hand stopped at my calf, and abruptly pulled my knee up against his waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He slowly started to kiss down my neck…

"No…" he mumbled, pulling away.

"What the hell…?"

"Listen…I…have to go" he said quickly.

"Why?" I snapped.

"I just do!" he snapped back, I'd never saw him so…so…angry before.

It was as if I'd just dumped him.

"Well…are we still on for seven?" I asked, still yelling.

"Yes!" he yelled, and charged out the door.

Whatever.

Miley's Point Of View:

I woke up and yawned. I remembered where I was and slowly started to get up.

"Miley?" It was Joe.

"Oh, hi Joe." I grinned.

"Nick…left" he mumbled.

"Oh" I said, a little disappointed.

"So, um, do you want to stay for a while?" he asked.

"I'm sorry, but I better get home. I've been such a bother today. I'd like to thank you. I mean, for letting me stay here" I gestured to the sofa, "I'll have to thank your Mom too. She's been so nice. I shouldn't of screamed like that when she was fixing up my finger."

I got up and hugged Joe.

"It's alright, Miles. You know you're always welcome here, right?" he asked.

I nodded and walked into the kitchen were Denise was preparing dinner.

"Thank you, Denise. For everything you've done for me today. I really, really, really appreciate it. I didn't want to be a bother or anything and next time I'll be more carful when I'm cutting my toast" I grinned.

Denise smiled and hugged me.

"Such a lovely girl" she smiled.

I took off and entered my house. My mom got in just after me, followed by dad and both of them almost fainted when I told them what happened. They said Denise had called but said it was nothing serious, not a hospital job, but would have to looked after. Mom and Dad hugged me.

"I'm fine!" I said, shaking them off.

"Do you want one of us to stay with you tomorrow? I mean, we'd be skipping work but who cares?" Dad asked.

"No, no. I swear, I'm fine…honestly" I smiled finely.

-Sunday Morning-

As soon as the first shimmer of the sun appeared through my window, I got dressed and dashed downstairs. I remembered how crazy this week had been for me. However, I didn't know it was going to get even more crazier! A few hours later, someone knocked at my door. I opened it, and, butterflies started to fly freely in my stomach. It was Nick.

"Hi…" I smiled, moving so he could enter.

Nick entered cautiously, slowly. He turned to me, his face was emotionless. I stared at him for a few moments, and, before I knew it, I found his lips pressed against mine. My heart started to skip beats. I was turning into putty. He wrapped his arms around me and shut the door. He pulled away for a minute, smiling warily. My breathing was uneven and embarrassingly weird. He started to kiss me again, this time, with greater passion and force.

"Promise me something" Nick whispered as he began to kiss down my neck.

"Anything" I said, as he lips slowly worked their way up to my jaw.

"Don't fall in love with me" he said, backing his head away from mine, resting his forehead on mine, so he could stare into my eyes.

"Is that some kind of joke?!" I choked, barely able to say the words.

"No" he grumbled, sternly, "I mean it—don't fall in love with me!".

"Why not?" I asked, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Because," Nick began, "We're not right for each other"

I was hoping this was just a dream, that I would wake up any second and laugh about it. But, I didn't wake up; this was reality. Nick—my own personal sunshine—had kissed me; turned me into mush, made me fall for him. And now, he asked me to practically forget about the last 10 minutes.

"You don't mean that…" I whispered as tears started to stream down my face.

"I do mean it" Nick sighed, he kissed my lips again, softly, almost unnoticeable, and stud up.

"Nick, please, just tell me what you just said was a joke" I begged standing up and following him to the door.

"Miley, please don't make this harder than it already is—your overreacting about this. I've done my job, I've made you happy, I've 'fixed' you, what more can you possibly ask for?" Nick asked, his voice was cold.

"Your love…" I mumbled, not quite under my breath.

I ducked my head down quickly, so he couldn't see the tears which were fighting their way through my eyes.

"I knew I shouldn't have kissed you" he hissed.

"Nick…" I whispered, as if saying his name could change how he felt about me.

"Save it, Miles. I took it to far—my fault. I shouldn't have kissed you; big mistake" he said, trying to sound sympathetic.

"So what? Now you're just going to leave? Do you really expect me to forget the last 10 minutes of my life?" I muttered, then I added, partly to myself, "The best 10 minutes of my life!".

I looked up, and stared at Nick's face. He wasn't my sunshine anymore, he was my ex-best friend, just like before. I tried to tell myself he wasn't worth all the pain, the anger, the stress, but deep down I knew he was.

"Miley, don't say that. You're kidding yourself!" Nick sighed.

"No I'm not! You don't understand everything you've put me through, Nick! I swear, it's like you're slowly killing me…" I said, choking on my words, everyone one of them leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

"Miles…" Nick muttered.

I stared at his perfect face. He looked guilty, so vulnerable.

"I better go." He sighed.

"Can you do me one more favour? One thing that'll make me think life's worth living?" I asked.

Nick nodded.

"Kiss me." I said—straight forward.

Nick hesitated.

"Please?" I begged.

"But I don't want to hurt you any more, Miles!" Nick said.

"You won't hurt me, I promise. I just need something to hold onto while you drape over Selena. I need something that'll remind me of you" I told him.

Nick sighed, "Are you sure?" he asked.

"I've never been so sure in all my life." I said honestly.

Nick put a lock of my hair behind me ear, and placed his two warm hands on the side of my face. We stayed in that position for a few seconds; and then he kissed me with a knee-weakening kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck absentmindedly. His hand moved from my neck, down my body, to my waist; and stopped there. He pulled away, and I rested me head on his chest, I noticed I had started crying hysterically through the kiss—silly me.

"Thank you" I whispered.

"Why did you want to do that Miles? I don't get it…" Nick sighed, wiping my tears away with his thumbs.

I looked up and sniffed.

"You know why, Nick" I smiled.

One word—crazier.

(A/N: OMG! That is so corny! Lol. But it couldn't resist I had to put it in. Oh yeah…REVIEW!!! ;))