Keep Holding On

Just Like Starting Over

September 2nd, 2027

Malibu, USA

Miley's POV

"Okay kids, have a good day today. I'll see you after school." I tell the kids before they leave with Liam for their first day of the new school year.

Jessica is in fourth grade and Leonardo and Cecilia are in first grade. It's so crazy to think that Jessica is almost in middle school, just a couple more years, I still can't fully accept it. She's almost ten now. The twins are almost seven. I haven't started recording any new music or anything yet, I've been at home writing and critiquing my music. I've just basically been hiding in Liam's and my room with my guitar, occasionally coming out for food or to see the kids and Liam for a bit. I've been really focused on my work, I want it to be great. No one but Liam and the kids know that I'm making more music. Well, some people I've been talking to from the studio do too, but they said they won't say anything because it's my music. I haven't been posting anything on any social media but I've still been on it, just not that much. Everyone is freaking out to why I've disappeared. Some are saying new music, some are saying I'm taking a break for family, some say I've given it up, some are saying I'm yes you guessed it- pregnant. Sure I'm pregnant, and about to give birth to a new fucking album. I'm not posting anything about my new music or anything until it has an official release date. Maybe I'll release a single before then. I walk back into Liam's and my room and sit on the bed with my guitar. I start to play, and I hear a faint knock on the door. I sigh before getting up to answer it, surprisingly it was Noah and Logan.

"Hey Noah." I say. 

"Hey Miley, can we come in?"

"Of course." I motion for Noah to walk in and shut the door behind her. "Don't take this the wrong way, but why are you here?"

"Oh man were you busy with something? I can totally come back later."

"No no you're fine, sit down. So what's up?"

"Well...I need some advice." Noah replies with a frown.

"What's wrong? I haven't seen you this upset in a while, did you and Ethan have an argument?"

"No, well, maybe. Ugh, I don't know."

"You don't know if you had an argument or not?" I ask.

"I just- ugh! Now I know how you felt."

"About...?"

"I don't know if I should say, it might upset you..." She says.

"Noah, you came all the way here to tell me you needed advice but then didn't ask the question? C'mon, I doubt it'll upset me. If it does then oh well, I'm gonna help you the best I can." Noah sighs and looks down. "Noah, c'mon."

"Um, well, I uh...Ethan and I have been talking about something. I'm totally going through the whole yes, no, maybe, maybe not thing."

"Oh my god, are you thinking about having another baby?" I ask with a smile.

"The topic doesn't upset you?"

"Noah, that day in the hospital when I didn't wanna see Logan I was a mess. It was the worst day of my life, and I didn't wanna be reminded what I wouldn't have a year from then. I'm fine now, you can talk to me about it...I'm happy for you."

"That's just it, you can't be happy for me."

"You're torn aren't you?"

"Yes." She admits. "The topic kinda came up one night when Ethan and I were- never mind you don't need to know that part." I laugh, and shake my head.