Keep Holding On

Your Love is My Drug

March 19th, 2029
Brazil
Miley's POV

I was resting in bed after my concert when my phone rang. I looked and it was a FaceTime call from Noah.

"Hey Noah. It's pretty late, shouldn't you be asleep?" I answer.

"Logan is sick, I just got him to bed. He's been up and down all night. I'm sleeping on the couch cause it's closer to Logan's room than mine and Ethan's."

"And Ethan is sleeping in bed? He's letting you do all the work?"

"No no, Ethan did this last night. It's my turn."

"I hope Logan feels better soon. Is it just the flu or something?"

"I think so. The doctor said to bring him in if his temperature goes over one-hundred. It's only ninety-nine right now so we're good." She explains. I hear a cry coming from Noah's end and she sighs. "I'll be right back."

A few minutes later she comes back with one of the girls.

"Who do you have there?"

"Luna, I think she might be getting sick too so I'm keeping a close eye on her."

"She's so fricking adorable. I hope she doesn't get sick though. Sick babies are hard, especially if you already have one sick kid. Speaking from experience." I reply.

"She doesn't have a fever yet, she's just been really fussy. Lola is fine though which is great."

"I'm in love with them and I haven't even held them yet."

"They are pretty adorable, I love them so much. You should get some sleep. I just wanted to check up on you...and I needed someone to talk to that I know is awake."

"Okay, probably a good idea."

"Say goodnight to aunt Miley Luna." Noah says, holding the phone so I can see Luna. She holds Luna's hand and waves at me.

"Goodnight Luna." A big smile grew on my face. "I want a baby." I whisper softly.

Noah quickly turned the phone to her and her face looked just like I thought it would. Extremely shocked. I was shocked myself. My eyes grew wide.

"Um...what the fuck did you just say?" Noah asks, still in shock. I'm surprised she can talk because I can't. "Miley, hello, right here Miley. You want a baby?"

"Um- I- I didn't...I didn't say that."

"Um, yes you did. You want a baby?!"

"Noah be quiet. And I didn't mean it. I didn't even know I said it til it came out of my mouth. I didn't mean it, I swear."

"Then why the fuck did you say it?"

"I- I don't know okay? I didn't know I even felt this way. I don't want any more kids...at least I thought I didn't." I explain.

"Did it really take a look at my baby to change your mind about having another baby? Miley c'mon what the hell."

"I don't know okay?"

"Are you gonna wait til you're home to tell Liam."

"Oh hell no, I'm not telling him. And I don't want you saying anything. You aren't allowed to speak of this at all anymore. I'm gonna just bury it."

"No, no, no, no. Miley Ray Cyrus, this is something that can not just be buried. I will not let you do that." She says.

"Ya know what Noah, I'm tired. I'm gonna hang up and sleep."