November 17th, 2027
Malibu, USA
Miley's POV
"Hey mom we're home." I hear Jonah say. I walk into the living room to see the boys enter the house.
"How was school guys?"
"Good." They all say together.
"Have any homework?" They nod and walk to the table.
"Um, Jo, I've got a question."
"Sure mom what is it?" Jonah asks.
"Well do you wanna finish your homework before I ask?"
"I don't know, is it a big question?"
"No not really."
"Okay, you can ask me now."
"Remember when you came home with that math test that you failed, even though dad and I both helped you study? When was that?" I ask.
"Of course I remember, you were so mad. It was six weeks ago or something like that."
"Six? Six weeks? Not four or three...?"
"Yes mom, six weeks. I also remember you throwing chocolate at me." He replies.
"I was aiming for your mouth."
"Yeah okay."
"But you're sure it was six weeks? You're sure it wasn't four or three?"
"Yes mom, I remember. It was my math test that I took. Believe me, I remember it because of how much you yelled at me."
"That means I'm late." I mumble.
"What mom?"
"Nothing, just do your homework. Thank you though."
I walk into the bathroom and lock the door.
"Okay Miley, don't freak out." I tell myself as I look in the mirror. "There's a completely simple reason I'm late, so I can't freak out over nothing. I'm not pregnant, I'm not pregnant...no time to worry."
While my heart is practically beating out of my chest I fumbled through everything under the sink, looking for a pregnancy test. Once I found one I sighed. Don't be relieved until you're in the clear Miley. I took the test and paced in the bathroom as I waited for the two minutes to be up. Two minutes felt more like twenty minutes. When the time was up I walked up to the test with my eyes closed. I picked it up and opened my eyes one at a time.
"Oh boy...time to worry." I say as I stare at the positive sign.
I sat in the bathroom for probably a good five minutes, trying to process what just happened. What the fuck do I do now? What am I supposed to tell Liam?
"Hey mom? Are you gonna make dinner soon? We're all hungry." Cameron says from the other side of the bathroom door.
"I'll be right out." I stand up and take a deep breath. I throw the test away in the bathroom trash and exit the bathroom.
"Mom are you okay? You look like you're gonna be sick."
"Um- I- uh- I...I'll be- fine..."
"Are you sure?"
"Mhm..." I reply. I didn't realize it until I looked, but my hands were shaking. "You boys go outside and play, I need to make a phone call." The boys all went outside as I called Liam.
"Hey Miley." He answers.
"Hey..." I say shakily.
"You okay? You don't sound very good."
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Moving On
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