7 Months Later
I was laying down between Nick's legs as we chilled on the sofa. My head was resting on his stomach and today was just one of those days were all we did was lay around. Nick wasn't feeling good, there was a stomach flu going around and he had caught it unfortunately. Thank goodness it was a Saturday because that meant no work no nothing, just sitting around. The poor guy threw up every hour, but so far he's been okay for the past two hours.
My hand was making shapes on the inside of his arm and I wasn't even paying attention to the movie playing in front of me. I looked up and saw Nick was out cold, he really wasn't feeling good at all. I reached up and felt his head softly to make sure he didn't wake up and to make sure he didn't have a fever. Nick grabbed my hand and intertwined it with him and place it on him.
"I'm fine" He murmured but I knew better because before my hand got taken from his I could feel that he still had a fever. But there wasn't much I could do because he had already taken medicine for everything.
"Do you want some soap or something to drink?" I asked trying to do something for him
"No, I just want to lie here" He said bringing my hand to his lips and kissing it before placing it back down on his stomach. I nodded and wrapped my arm around his waist. I felt helpless because I couldn't do anything to make him feel better. Nick tried to fight his sicknesses all the time, he would try and keep himself busy and blame all his symptoms on over working himself.
But I made him lie down today because he needed to rest and I wasn't having those excuses this time. After what seemed forever I managed to get up without waking him up. I didn't feel like cleaning plus I didn't want to risk waking him up. But I needed to get up because leg was starting to fall asleep. I went into our room and gathered up our clothes and taking them into the bathroom placing them in the basket. I went into the kitchen and gathered a bunch of cleaning supplies and went into the bathroom trying to sanitize it so I didn't get sick or Nick didn't get any sicker.
I started to spray the bathroom counter and started to scrub that. Ugh, I wish it was me that was sick so Nick had to clean this up. I put on some gloves as I went up to the toilet and put some of the cleaner inside and than the sponge. When I was finished cleaning that, I put the gloves into the trash and went back into the kitchen to but the cleaning things back.
I went to my cell phone to check to see if I had any messages but I had one missed phone call instead. I pressed call and the phone rang until Taylor answered.
"Miley!" Taylor said frantic, and automatically I was worried about what was going on.
"What's the matter" I said rushing into the bedroom so that I wouldn't wake Nick up
"I need you to come over please and I need you to bring something for me" She said, and I knew that it was serious because Taylor was one of the people who were free and nothing worried her.
"Just name it" I said grabbing a piece of paper to write Nick a note to tell him I would be back as soon as I could. I knew that he would be okay since he was asleep and since he didn't get much sleep the night before. I listened to Taylor and walked out the door into the car.
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I knocked on Taylor's door with a bag in my hand Taylor opened the door and immediately let me in. She gave me a hug and I squeezed her back.
"Thank you so much for coming I didn't know who else to call and Joe will be back soon so I needed to do this as soon as I can. Lilly is home with Gina and Oliver is with Joe so she couldn't come. I didn't want to bother you since Nick's sick but I had to get someone over here before I go crazy" She said really fast but I caught every word of it.
"Taylor it's fine come on sweets let's go get these bricks off of your shoulders" I said taking a hold of her hand and bringing her into the bathroom. "Where's Rebecca?"
"She's at a friends house" She said closing the bathroom door as I took the box out of the bag and took the device out of it for Taylor "How many did you get?"
"I got three just like you asked" I said shaking the bag as the boxes came together, Taylor nodded and took the pregnancy test from my hands and pulling down her pants. I gave her the privacy and read the directions. It was pretty simple, smiley face meant you were pregnant and negative sign meant you weren't.
Taylor stood up and she placed the test on the sink. She looked at me and I knew she was scared, or nervous which ever. But she was pretty freaked out. I don't know why though because she already had done this before and this shouldn't be so nerve racking.
"Are you okay?" I asked as she was in a daze, Taylor looked at me and she was really freaking out about this
"I don't know how I feel about this" She said and I saw her knee bouncing
"Do you want me to do one to so your not alone" I said and I already knew that my test would say negative but I didn't want her going through these ten minutes by herself
"Yes please" Taylor nodded and went over to the toilet and I held up the stick to show Taylor that I was going to do it. After I was finished I placed it where I would know the difference between Taylor's. "Thank you Miley, that feels so much better to know I'm not alone"
I nodded and leaned my head on Taylor's shoulder. I knew she was a nervous wreck. But I couldn't help but wonder if my test was positive. That would be amazing, but are Nick and I ready to have babies? I'm ready but I don't know if Nick would be ready, we never really talked about that before.
I looked over at the tests and I couldn't help but secretly hope that maybe by a slim chance that it would be positive.
"I think the time is up" Taylor said and I lifted my head up off her shoulder but she didn't budge up she just sat there.
"Taylor you can do this, and Joe will be ecstatic that you two may be having another little boy or girl" Taylor nodded and got up from her seat going over to the stick. She looked at me
"I need you to do this with me" She said pointing to my stick "It feels better knowing that I'm not the only one doing this right now"
I smiled and nodded before going over to my stick. I really wanted to be there to support Taylor since I wasn't there the first time she went through this. But we were older and times were changing and seeing her like this reminded me of when we were teens.
"One, two" Taylor said and than flipped the stick over "Three"
I flipped mine over and my stomach dropped. I looked up at Taylor and she didn't say anything she looked up at me and smiled. I put mine on the laundry basket and hugged Taylor.
"I'm going to have another little baby" She said and I hugged her "I think that I was so scared with the possibility of me being pregnant but now that I know for sure I am so glad"
"I'm so happy for you" I said pulling back and watched as Taylor wiped the tears out of her eyes "And I am so glad that you're happy"
"So your's was negative?" Taylor asked, I nodded and picked it up to show her the negative sign
"It's alright Nick and I just got married" I smiled making it seem like it wasn't a big idea, but in my mind I kept telling myself that I was wrong that it was a huge deal. But I wouldn't let anyone know.
"I really appreciate you being here for me" Taylor said hugging me again "I am so thankful that you went through this with me because Joe wasn't here this time, and honestly I'm scared to tell him"
"You don't need to be scared, Joe's going to be so happy" I said and just as I finished the sentence I heard Joe yell through the house. Taylor panicked and threw the bag under the sink and I threw my stick into the trash can along with the two empty boxes. Taylor put hers into her pocket and me exited the bathroom.
"Good luck" I whispered to her and giving her a kiss on the cheek before I sneaked out the door and out to my car. I got out of the driveway and made my way back to our apartment. Taylor and Joe had moved back and moved not so far away. It was nice to have them close.
I drove the ten minute drive and parked in our regular parking spot. I sat there for a few minutes just thinking, and wondering if that stick said positive. I really wanted it to have said I was having a little baby. But maybe this is God's way in telling me that were not ready to have a baby right now in our lives. And I would just have accept that whether I wanted to or not.
I turned the car off and made my way back up to our apartment. Elvis barked as I came and I saw Nick's head pop up from over the coach. I put my keys on the hook and waved at Nick as I went to sit down on the couch.
"How are you feeling?" I asked rubbing his leg and laying down like I was before he went to sleep.
"I still don't feel better but I haven't thrown up since this morning" He said, his voice a little hoarse, I smiled a little at him and felt his forehead
"You've got a fever babe" I said going to get up to get him some medicine, he was due for some more by now. Nick groaned and saw up and took a sip from his diet soda and I went over to him and saw him the right dosage of what he needed.
Nick swallowed and laid back down
"So what happened with Taylor?" Nick asked "I read the note"
I sat down and drew my legs up to my chest before grabbing a blanket and covering myself with it.
"She wanted me to go to the drug store for her so she could take a pregnancy test" I said
"Whoa so is she?" Nick asked
I nodded and situated myself so I back in my previous comfortable position. "Yeah it was positive, she was so nervous I felt bad for her. But I am sure Joe would be happy and I told her that"
"Yeah that's crazy though" Nick said and than yawned, I looked up and saw his eyes close. I really wanted to bring the subject up but I wasn't sure if now was the right time. "What about you"
My eyes dart back to his eyes and from what I could tell he was falling back to sleep. I must be going crazy. But Nick opened one eye and than opened another one and repeated himself
"What about you"
"What about me?" I asked trying to figure out what the heck he was talking about
"Do you want kids?" My heart starts pounding; this is the conversation I've wanted to have with this boy since what seems like forever. I can't screw it up and just blow it off…
"Sure I want kids, don't you?" Okay, that was a good, simple, honest answer. Nick sits up a little and
"I've thought about it" He shrugged, but it wasn't a straight out yes or no answer. It was more like' a beating around the bush.
"Nick it's not that hard, do you want kids or not" I said and it came out a little harsher than I planned it to be. But this has always been a subject to me that's important. Something that's always been on my mind
"Yes I want kids" He said and I could see that he was telling the truth, but why was he so anxious about telling me.
"What was so hard about admitting that?" I ask
"Because we have our whole lives ahead of Miley were still young and I don't know if I'm really to become a dad yet"
"Your twenty four Nick" I said sitting up a little to look at him fully "If you're not ready now than how am I going to know your going to be ready a year or two down the road"
Nick sighed and laid his head back onto the sofa "I don't know okay, I would love to have kids with you. It's not that I've never thought about it. But their a huge responsibility"
I didn't say anything as I laid my head back down on his stomach. I felt his hand go through my hair and I just sat there not saying anything. This was horrible; the one thing that I really wanted was the one thing I wasn't sure Nick wanted.
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It's been a week since the chat between Nick and I and we've seemed to avoid the subject completely. I didn't want to bring it up and obviously Nick didn't want to either so it soon became a matter in the past.
Today I, Nick, Heather and my dad were cleaning out things from Heather's old house because finally someone had actually decided to buy the old thing. Heather has been trying to sell this poor house for a while now and finally someone took mercy on the old thing and bought it.
The moving truck was parked outside and the majority of this stuff was going to the dump and some of it was going to the storage house until there was time to go through it. We had to have this finished by tomorrow because the people moving in needed to be out of their house by tomorrow which meant we have a lot of stuff to do.
So far we were just carrying boxes through the house and out the door and into the truck. It was neat to see the things that Heather had, honestly I've never seen her as the artsy person but I've seen so many paintings in her house. She had this glow to this place that was amazing. It was a spacious place and it was amazing. I couldn't believe that one person lived in here because it was meant for a family. Poor Heather, she probably felt so alone in this house at times.
I drew my attention to Nick as I watched him and my father carry on a conversation in front of the truck. I couldn't help but wonder what the heck they were talking about. My dad looked up from Nick and his gaze shifted to mine as I leaned at the front door. My dad said something else and Nick came up to me and smiled.
"Well I think they said something about taking a break" He said wrapping an arm around me and directing me into the house where I saw Heather standing there with a pizza in her hand, I was wondering where she went off to a while ago. Nick's hand came off my back and he sat down in the middle of the living room and I sat next to him. My dad came in and joined us.
"Thank you so much for helping us today" Heather said opening the box
"It was no problem we were glad to help" I said taking a slice and nibbling on it before placing it back down. Nick took a slice and leaned back onto the fireplace behind him and I leaned on his shoulder grabbing my slice and taking a bite out of it.
"You tired?" Nick asked
I shook my head and took another bite "No I'm fine"
"You guys can leave, I mean you've done way more than we expected" Heather said but I shook my head
"Nope I'm fine" I smiled and I really was. When everyone finished with their pizza's my dad collected the box and dumped it into the dumpster out front. I went back up stairs and started to bring more boxes and putting them where they were marked on the box, to go.
I heard foot steps coming up and I saw Nick's head pop in.
"Hey how many boxes are up here?"
"Just these two and then all that's left is the TV stand which I am going to need your help carrying down" I said grabbing one of the boxes and Nick came over and grabbed the other one "These go into the dumpster"
Nick nodded and he let me go first and we dumped it into the dumpster.
"Are you up for helping me carry down the stand?" Nick asked "Or should I ask your dad"
I shook my head and made my way up the stairs "I can handle it"
Nick followed me up and into the first room. I went to one side and Nick went to the other.
"On the count of three you lift and I will go backwards" Nick directed "One, two, three"
I grabbed the sides and lifted up along with Nick who started to walk. Nick walked down the stairs and I could feel my fingers slipping but we were so close to the bottom I knew I could hold on. But my foot slipped on one of the stairs and so did my fingers and I could feel the TV stand fall on my foot.
"Nick get it off" I yelled at the pain as I tried to move it off my foot, Nick panicked and pushed the stand off of me and came up the stairs and sat me down.
"How's your foot?" He asked taking off my sneakers and taking off my sock. I could see a couple of my toes getting purple. This was not good. "We are going to have to get those checked out"
My dad rushed into the room along with Heather, both with worried expressions on their faces.
"Oh dear what happened?" Heather asked coming over to examine me and I couldn't even talk because I was in so much pain.
"The stand fell on her foot" Nick said
"I'll go get some ice" My dad said going into the kitchen
"Can you move it?" Nick asked as tears poured out of my eyes, pain was something that I didn't deal with easily.
I tried to move my foot but it was so painful and I shook my head.
"No, I can't I think I broke some of my toes" I said trying to move them again but it wasn't going to happen, they were broke.
"Come on let's get her to the hospital" Heather directed to Nick as she went and grabbed my left arm and pulled me. I leaned on Nick because I couldn't stand on my left foot at all, and it was throbbing so hard that I didn't think I could walk by myself. Nick and Heather led me down the stairs and my dad came in my a bag of ice and the car keys. I guess we were all going.
Heather and Nick led me to the car and I got into the back seat with Heather next to me. I looked down at my foot and saw my toes were almost black now. This wasn't good at all, I really needed to get these checked out. I hope I didn't crush them and that they were really bruised or just broken. I could deal with broken but not crushed, that would just suck.
We finally made it through and I got out leaning on Nick. But when I got I accidentally stepped on my left foot and I fell to the ground but before I could I felt Nick's arms wrap around my waist and bringing me back up.
"Thanks" I mumbled leaning on him as I hopped into the place. Heather went over to tell them about me as Nick took me to sit down.
"Man, I should have gotten your dad to do it" Nick said and I looked over running a hand through his head
"No it was my fault because my fingers slipped" I said leaning my head on Nick's shoulder looked down at my foot.
Heather and my dad came over and sat on the other side of me. "They will be with you when they can"
I nod and try to fight the throbbing pain in my toes. I elevated it on one of the chairs across from me and leaned my head back on Nick's shoulder. I wish they would give me some pain medicine so that I wasn't sitting here wishing my toes were chopped off. And after what seemed like forever, my name was finally called. Nick helped me stand and Heather along with my dad decided that they would stay in the waiting room for me to be finished.
"You guys can go some places I know it's probably going to be a while and I'll have Nick txt you when they do whatever they have to do for my toes"
"No it's alright we will stay right here" My dad smiled, and I nodded before following the nurse back into the little rooms. Nick and I were placed in one and the nurse came over to talk to us.
"So somebody will be with you in just a few moments" She said before going out into the nurses station.
I leaned back onto the bed and inspected my foot once again, and they were gross looking.
"Man this sucks" I groaned putting my foot down on the table gently.
"I know, does your foot hurt any though. Do you think you did something to your foot?" He asked taking a seat at the middle of the bed
"A little, I think it's bruised more than anything" Nick nodded and our heads turned when we heard the door opening again. In came a women and she came over to shake our hands introducing her self as Dr. Jill
"Hi, I'm Miley" I said shaking her hand and than Nick introduced himself. She smiled before looking down at my foot
"Oh my" She said going to walk a little closer to her. "What happened"
"Well we were bringing down a TV stand and my finger slipped and the thing fell down on my foot"
She nodded and she spoke "Well we are going to need to take x-rays so I'm going to go get you a wheel chair because there's only person allowed in the x-ray room and that's me so I'm sorry sir but your going to have to stay here"
Nick nodded and the doctor left the room.
"You going to be okay?" He asked and I nodded leaning in to give a quick kiss
"I'll be fine" I responded just as the doctor came back in with the chair. Nick got up and helped me into the chair and I waved a little as I was wheeled into the x ray room. When I got in there Dr. Jill prepared everything as I just sat there waiting for a few instructions so I know what to do.
"Alright so the x-rays pretty simple" She said coming over to me and sitting on a stool in front of me. "Have you ever had an x-ray before"
"Nope never" I said shaking my head
"Well I can tell you that it would hurt, I'm just going to be taking a few pictures of your foot to make sure nothings broken, or if it's just sprained"
"That's pretty easy" I said
"Alright now before we take the x-ray I need to know when your last period was, for reasons that just in case your pregnant. The rays will be harmful"
I nodded and calculated it in my head
"Today is the 20th of January…" I started counting backwards in my head until I finally come up with a date "Well December 5th"
The Dr. looked at me and than wrote something on her paper, I know it sounded suspicious but it didn't to me because my period was always off. It was one of those that choose to come whenever it wanted.
"That's a little over a month dear" She said looking up after me
"My menstrual cycle is a little whack it's always been" I said sitting back in my seat.
"Well for the hospitals sake I'm going to need to do a pregnancy test's if were going to go through with an x-ray"
I nodded, honestly these people had nothing to worry about. She wheeled me out of the room and took me a little down the hallway. She took me into another room with a bunch of needles. I instantly shiver because nothing sounded worse than having a needle in me right now.
"We are going to do a blood test and it shouldn't take long to get the results back in because this is priority. That foot doesn't look good and we need to be a hundred percent sure"
I nodded Dr. Jill took a blood tests and after she was finished I held the paper towel there so that the blood would absorb. Dr. Jill said that she would be back with the results soon. This felt weird being in here all by myself. My foot was still throbbing and I still hope that they give me something to make it stop hurting.
This really wasn't a place I wanted to sit around and just stare, because I hated needles and that's all that seemed to be in here. Ugh, I just wanted to go home and take some pain medicine to get rid of this stupid pain running down my foot.
Man I should have just let Nick get my dad to help him carry the thing down. Than I wouldn't be in this mess. I heard a knock on the door and Dr. Jill came in.
"Wow had I really been sitting here that long?"
"Time just goes by so fast when your sitting in a room full of needles doesn't" She laughed and wheeling me out of the room, but instead of going the way back to the x-ray room she's wheeling me down the hallway and I saw Nick standing there
"That went by fast, so do you know how many toes are broken?" He asked as we wheeled up to him
"Actually we're going to take a little detour before we take x-rays" Dr. Jill said and I looked up at her confused as we started to walk into another room
"What do you mean by detour?" Nick asked walking into the room with us and I looked around before looking at Dr. Jill
"We're going to take an ultrasound" She said smiling as I turned forwards in my seat and stared straight ahead at the machine…
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Okay well there's a new chapter. I hope that you guys liked this one. Not much response from the other one, so maybe this one is a little better. Thanks for reading.
I watched videos of Miley's tour last night and HOLY CRAP I am so pumped to go in November. Is anyone going? Is everyone excited for it? I know I am…wow! Fly on the wall looks amazing, that's all I've seen and I'm pumped. I'm not watching any more so I don't spoil it. Please review, thank you for getting me to 600 reviews, ya'll are amazing!