Think Lovely Thoughts

Seven

LA, USA
March 3rd
Miley's POV

"When will you start planning the wedding?" Noah asks me. We were sitting in my house having some girl time while Liam was out.

"i don't know. I want the wedding soon, but I don't know what I want it to be like or who to invite or anything." I reply. "I'm completely stumped on what to do and how to plan it."

"Well don't plan anything too serious without Liam. Like the cake or music or where you're gonna have it."

"Duhh. I know that." Then my phone goes off. It was a text from Liam.

Liam: I'm picking up coffee, anything you want?

Miley: go ahead and just surprise me. I wanna talk to you about some stuff when you get back though

Liam: am I in trouble?

Miley: no. Is there a reason you should be?

Liam: no no. Just asking if I did something wrong.

Miley: you better not have.

Liam: I didn't I didn't. Okay gotta go. Talk to you later bye

"Who was that?" Noah asks.

"Just Liam. He was asking if I wanted anything special for coffee. I told him to surprise me."

"Ooo." She replies. "So, have you decided who was gonna be your maid of honor and your bridesmaids?"

"No. I was thinking Brandi or you could be my maid of honor, and then the other could be one of my bridesmaids. Liam and I were discussing how many bridesmaids and groomsmen we should have. We were thinking three each and then one best man and one maid of honor."

"Who's gonna be Liam's best man?"

"He was thinking of Chris. Then Luke his other brother could be one of his groomsmen." Then she nods.

"Who are gonna be your bridesmaids?"

"I have no fuckin clue. All I know is I'm the bride." Then she laughs. "What?"

"Nothing, you're just really funny. When are you and Liam gonna have kids?"

"How'd you know we were trying?" I ask nervously.

"I didn't...until now. I was just asking when did you think you'd be ready. Eeep! I'm so happy!"

"Shh, Noah you can't tell anyone. I haven't even told mom or dad yet. The only people that know are Liam, you, and me. I wasn't supposed to tell you. I thought you just figured it out or something."

"I should've. The way you two look at each other, the way you two are obviously sleeping together like every night."

"It isn't every night. And please don't tell Liam I basically told you. He'll be mad at me."

"Okay, don't worry I won't. If he asks I'll play dumb."

"He won't ask. Just don't tell anyone."

"Miley chill, I won't." Noah says, shaking her head. "Have the paps cooled down about the engagement thing?" She asks.

"A little, not a whole lot though." I say, shaking my head. "I wish they'd just shut up about the whole thing."

"You do know it's all over Instagram, right?"

"I know, all of my Smilers are talking about it. Hell, everyone is." Then I sigh. "I wish Liam would've proposed somewhere private and then I would've have probably ran off and then this probably wouldn't be happening."

"Well, at least you're happy. That's all that matters, right?" Then I nod.

"Yeah."

"So are you?" Noah asks excitedly.

"Am I what?" Then she gives me an "Are you serious" look.

"Pregnant."

"Well if you wouldn't keep switching subjects I might actually follow you on things. And no, I don't know yet. It's only been seventeen days since we first tried. I know that's more than two weeks which is what most tests require. I just wanna wait long enough so that it'll be completely correct."

"Take one now."

"What?"

"Miley, take a test now!" Noah exclaims.

"What? Why? Why now?"

"I wanna know. I'm sure you're dying to find out too." Then I put my hands in my face and sigh. "What?"

"Fine."

"Wait you have tests here?" She asks.

"Yeah. I had Katy get some for me like three days ago. I was gonna take one but I was too scared. Now that you're forcing me I really have no choice now, do I?" Then she smiles. I get up from the couch and go into the bathroom. I shut and lock the door.

"Wait does Liam know you have any?" Noah asks from outside the bathroom.

"No, he never snoops through my bathroom stuff." I answer. I pee on the stick, then flush the toilet and wash my hands. I come out of the bathroom with it in my hands, shaking nervously.

"How long do you have to wait?"

"This box said two minutes." Then Noah looks at her phone to check the time. As we were waiting, my heart was racing a million miles per hour.

"When will you start throwing up?"

"I don't know." I say, shaking my head.

"Miley, it's been two minutes." Then I take a deep breath and hold up the stick. I open my eyes, and they grow wide when I saw the result- positive.

"I'm pregnant." I say, shocked.

"Miley! That's great! Ahh! Woo hoo! I'm gonna be an aunt! I'm gonna have a neice or nephew!" She says excitedly. My heart started racing faster than it already was.

"I- I'm gonna be a mom. Liam is gonna be a dad."

"I'm gonna be a what?" Liam asks, then I turn around and he was standing in the living room. His eyes were wide and his face turned as white as a ghost.

"Liam...I'm pregnant." I say then smile, he puts the coffee down and races over to me and picks me up and spins me around.

"Miley that's terrific! I'm so thirlled! I'm so happy. Wait, Noah knew we were trying?"

"She asked if I was gonna have a kid anytime soon and I asked her how she know we were trying and she then said she didn't, until now. I'm sorry Liam, I am." Then he kisses me. "You aren't mad?"

"No. All I can think about right now is the fact I'm gonna be a dad." He says with a massive grin. Then I smile. "Miley, why didn't you tell me you were gonna take a test?"

"I didn't even want to but Noah basically forced me to." I reply.

"Well I don't care. I just am thrilled I'm gonna be a dad. Maybe it's time we confirm the fact you said yes so that can sink in before we tell everyone about the baby." Then I nod.

"Tomorrow we'll tell." I say, then Liam kisses me. I close my eyes, and open them. I'm gonna be a mom. Liam's gonna be a dad. We're having a baby.