Complicated.

Prologue.

Miley panted as she pulled away from Nick, she giggled as he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "We've been practising for hours…" She said as he placed her onto the ground. "I know babe, but if we want to make it into states, we gotta practise." He replied running his hands through his sweaty curls. Miley covered her nose, "We both stink." She muttered. Nick chuckled winking at her, "The true smell of a dancer." He said throwing his blue towel over his shoulder. Miley nodded, "Guess so." She said bending down and tying the shoelace of her Nike Air Forces. She bit her lip as she saw Nick strut to the shower rooms. She sniffed herself and mentally made a note to shower as soon as she got home. She stood back up, rubbing her hands against her leggings and sighed as she went over a couple steps.

When Nick finally returned from the shower, he smiled at Miley, "You ready to go?" He asked, now changed back into his normal jeans and shirt. Miley nodded slowly as they made their way to his car, "I really don't know what you have against public shower rooms." Nick commented unlocking the door. "Well, I don't like the idea of other people showering in my shower." Miley said turning on the radio. Nick nodded, "Fair trade." He muttered turning it up. "Where's Chris?" Miley said as she walked into Nick's apartment. "Must be out…" Nick said looking around. "I'm jumping into the shower." She said running to Nick's bathroom. Nick nodded absentmindedly.

Miley stepped out of the shower, feeling refreshed, she'd now changed into her usual jean shorts and crop top. She had an amazing dancers body and wasn't afraid to flaunt it. She had tied her damp hair up in a bun and didn't feel the need to put on any makeup, smiling she walked into Nick's kitchen where she had no doubt he'd be. As she opened the door, she screeched and covered her eyes in disgust. "Dudes! Stop!" She screeched causing Nick and Chris to pull away from each other.

No, don't read that again. You read it right. Nick and Chris were together, as it together – together. Miley and Nick had known each other since Miley was born two months after him. And from a young age there was no doubt that Nick was more interested in boys then he'd ever be in girls. Nick's father, Paul, had put Nick into football to try and 'man him up'… where Nick met Chris. Soon, Nick, Chris and Miley were a trio. They all got along pretty well and Chris was undeniably good looking.

Miley had to admit, she had a huge crush on Chris when they first met, but shortly after learning he was gay, the feelings vanished. When the trio finished high school they all went to college together at UCLA. Where Nick and Chris 'fell in love' – also where Nick fell in love with dancing. Miley was quite a good dancer considering she was a cheerleader since she was seven, and Nick needed a really good dance partner if he wanted to make it big, so they became dance partners. While Nick and Chris were, partners.

"Hey Smiles." Chris beamed hugging Miley. Miley smiled at the taller blonde, "Chris, you look fab… highlights?" She asked. Chris blushed a little, "Nope." He said biting his lip. "Erm, contacts?" Miley guessed again. "No, you goof! It's something much, much better!" Chris was practically bouncing now. Miley giggled at the grown mans excitement; Nick groaned smiling, "Chris, I wanted to tell her." He said wrapping his arms around the mans waist. Chris looked down at Nick, "I know, but I really want to be the one to tell her… please baby?" Chris pouted. Nick sighed, kissing Chris's lip, "Of course." He whispered.

"Miles, brace yourself… Nick and I want to have a baby!" Chris announced.

Miley paused for a second, her blue eyes wide in shock as her jaw fell. She smiled a little, staring at the men. "A baby?" She asked slowly as the men both nodded eagerly. "As in, a real living, breathing, needs to be fed or it will die baby?" Miley screamed. "Yes!" Nick said smiling down at Miley. "Well, then I support you guys! Congrats!" Miley screamed. "But we still need to find a vagina…" Chris said stepping closer to Miley and batting his eyelashes.

Miley's eyes widened, "Oh no guys! I have to focus on dancing and cheerleading and I'm way too young to have a baby!" She said stepping back. Nick sighed, "But Miles, you're the only person we trust to have our baby." Nick said. "But guys, you have to understand this, I can't do it." Miley said looking down. "Please, you're our only hope." Chris said looking at Miley. "You guys, you can find a donor or something… what about states, Nick? Nationals?" Miley asked. "This is our dream!" She whispered.

"There'll be other shows." Nick said. Miley shook her head, "Nick, I wont be as good and you know it." Miley said looking at the men. "Take me into consideration." The brunette said crossing her arms over her chest. "We did, and we thought about it. You'd be like the childs favourite aunt." Chris said smiling. "But I wont be it's aunt, I would be it's mother and you two will both know that – eventually the kid will know that!" Miley screeched. "We just want something that's ours, really ours." Nick said looking at Miley.

Miley didn't want to sound horrible and mean but these men weren't being serious, were they? "A puppy?" Miley begged. "Ugh, don't be stupid. We'd never be able to look after a puppy." Chris said. "So you think a baby would be any easier?" Miley said raising an eyebrow. "I don't want to sound horrible but you got to face the facts. Me and Nick have so much going for us, Chris your business is just starting up – if we make it big Nick, we get to travel! The three of us have no time physically, and emotionally for a baby." Miley said biting her lip.

"We've thought about it… a lot. For months now and we both agreed we're ready." Chris said. Miley smirked, "Uh huh, and which one of you is willing to put your penis in my vagina?" She teased. Nick blushed, "We haven't really thought about that." He admitted. "You need to start thinking. Get back to me on that, and by the way, doesn't mean it's happening." Miley said leaving Nick's apartment. Nick looked at Chris smiling, "Chris, we're having a baby." He beamed.

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This is the prologue for a new story I'm doing. Just to try it out. I thought of it while my teacher was talking about gay marriage and people having other people give birth for them. I thought, wait a sec, hold up, Nileyy! And here I am, hope you like it. 5 reviews and I'll continue. So, just to check it out. Review if you've read. I hate silent readers – don't make me have to hate you! :D

Jasmine.