''Hey Baby... Wait, Baby?!? {Aly}

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

The pencil tapped rhythmically on the desk, keeping in time with the professor's droning voice as he lectured on. Demi tried to focus, he really did, but all that was on his mind was her. Aly. Aly, Aly, Alyssa. His girl.

She was always on his mind. It made it hard to concentrate on his studies, but he was passing, so what did it really matter? Lately she had been acting... strange and that worried him, to be honest. Maybe it was just PMS or something, but she seemed different. He frowned, then shrugged.

The professor was done and Demi stood and gathered his things. That was his last class of the day, so he hurried out and hailed a cab. He rushed home, tipping the cabbie heavily for the rushed ride. He could hardly wait to get inside. He was already horny, just thinking about her. God, she was so hot.

Practically ripping the door off the hinges, Demi rushed in the house. He dropped his stuff by the door and pulled her shirt over his head. Damn, but he wanted her now. Where was she? Usually she met him at the door...

"Aly?" he called. "Honey, where are you?"

He was starting to get worried. She had been acting strange and now this. He rushed around the house, calling her name. Where was she? What if she were hurt? What if she had been knocked unconscious?

[ALYSSA JANE ASHTON]

aly couldn't believe it. this couldn't be happening. she had even called the company that created the pregnancy test which ended up in a heated row. that ended up with her throwing an empty bottle of vodka at the huge 42 inch widescreen HD tv. it just didn't seem possible to her that she could be... pregnant. this couldn't be happening! aly was freaking out to put it simply. she sat in the living room with the entire contents of demi's alcohol cabinet laid out around her. she was sat on the floor, her legs crossed, in just her red lace bra and thong, with tears running down her cheeks. she was sure demi was going to hate her now. he'd chuck her out! she would be homeless with a baby on the way and no way to get any money what so ever. all because one night ( well twenty fours ) they hadn't used protection. she could see demi calling her a whore and asking if it was his when she told him.

aly had wondered why she was suddenly throwing up in the mornings. after all she had never thrown up due to being drunk before, and for it suddenly to happen did confuse her. plus she was putting on weight! she could see the bump on her stomach already. the curtains were closed in the living room, the doors were closed to it, and it was pitch black inside the room. it didn't take long for her to hear demi coming home. she didn't want to tell him so soon! they had only had a month together as lovers. alyssa had wanted so much longer. she wasn't even fit to be a mother! how was any of this far. grasping a bottle of jack daniels she brought it to her lips and downed a good few mouthfuls. aly knew she shouldn't be drinking but what else could she do? when demi found out he'd loose it, and well, she'd need all the alcoholic courage she could get to confess to demi the pregnancy.

"i'm in here!"

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

He was searching the upstairs frantically when he heard her voice. Immediately a giant wave of relief crashed over him. Thank God. She wasn't hurt. His eyes widened, as he realized that she could be. What if she had just enough energy to call out and she was going to die?

Sure, Demi was overreacting just a bit, but he would die if anything happened to Aly. That's why he raced downstairs, not noticing that he was without a shirt. What did it matter anyway? She could be in trouble.

He followed the direction her voice had come from, coming to a stop outside the living room. It was pitch black in there. Flipping on the light as he stepped inside, Demitrius squinted against the brightness as his eyes immediately found Aly, sitting in the middle of the room, surrounded by bottle after bottle of alcohol. The tv was broken and she wasn't wearing much clothing, not that she usually did. But what worried him most were the tears streaming down her cheeks.

Oh God. He hated to see her cry. It made him want to cry, or drink. But it seemed that there was no more alcohol in the house. Maneuvering around the bottles, he crossed to where she sat on the floor. He cleared a space and sat down next to her, pulling her into his arms.

Demi kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back soothingly. In his mind, he was trying to find out what he did to make her so upset. "What's the matter baby?" he asked.

[ALYSSA JANE ASHTON]

"its all my fault!"

alyssa wept as she buried her head into his chest. she practically crawled into his lap, curling him as she pressed her body against him as she cried her heart out. she couldn't believe she had let this happen. all because she just had to love him and had to feel him love her too before he got sober. well, he had gotten sober, and everything had been great. now though alyssa was so sure he'd just throw her out. he probably just thought of her as good sex and nothing else. now she was pregnant she couldn't be just his whore and so she expected him to chuck her out and get a new whore in. she had been so stupid. how was she supposed to keep him around now? she had never loved someone before and she just couldn't bare to loose demi. she had already lost everyone else she had ever loved. her parents. her twin brother. why couldn't god let her keep demi?!

"please don't leave me! please! i never meant for this to happen! i just wanted you to love me so badly! i was so alone and i wanted to keep you! i still want to keep you but you'll probably hate me now and chuck me out!"

she sobbed, still not getting to the main point. alyssa practically gripped him for dear life on his shoulders as she pressed herself harder against him. if he wasn't leaning against something like the couch ( or sofa ) then he would probably fall down she was pressing so hard against him.

"please! please don't leave me! i beg you! i'm... i'm pregnant. with your baby. i was faithful! i love you! please don't leave me!"

there. now he knew. all alyssa could do was weep as she waited for him to reply.

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

Staring down at the girl in his lap, Demi felt the sting of tears at the back of his own eyes. Why, oh why was she crying? He hated her tears, and it only made it worse that he had inadvertently caused them. He still couldn't believe that she thought he didn't love her. Why wouldn't he? And why would he throw her out? None of this made sense. All he had were questions and no answers.

"Of course I love you babe," he said soothingly. Lucky his back was against the couch or else he would have fallen over, for how hard she was pushing up against him. "And you'll never lose me. Never ever." Demitrius kissed the top of her head lightly.

The hand he had been soothingly running up and down her back stopped as soon as she truly go to the point. She was... pregnant? He sat in stunned silence, not sure what to do or say. She was going to have his baby. She was.

"I won't leave you," he said, still a bit numb. He didn't even know how he managed to respond. "I love you." He hugged her close. "I'm still just a bit shocked, is all. I hate to ask this but... are you sure it's mine? Positive?"

[ALYSSA JANE ASHTON]

as soon as demi asked if it was his alyssa pulled her head back and slapped demi as hard as she could around his face. then she got up, turned her back to him and grabbed a bottle of jack daniels. she couldn't believe he had just asked her that. after she had just told him it was his and she had been faithful, he dared to ask her after all that if it was his. so now she was a lieing whore in his eyes. great(!). she was not going to stay here and listen to that. oh no. grabbing a white shoulderless see through dress that ended mid-thigh and had a slit up each side to her hip, she then threw it on, with a pair of high heels the same colour as her lingerie and walked out of the town house. if demi wanted to call her a lieing whore then he could do it without her. alyssa was not going to listen to it especially since she was pregnant right now. it was the end of her life! despite he had just said he loved her and wouldn't leave her she still expected demi to leave her. after all, he had just called her a lieing whore by asking - even though she had already clarified it - if it was his. next stop she'd come back to find her stuff packed outside the door, the door locked, and the locks changed.

aly had no idea where she was going to go. infact she was just stood in the middle of the main road right outside demi's town house. she had a bottle of jack daniels in one hand and tears streaming down her face as she stood there practically naked or she might as well have been naked for the lack of clothing she had on. all because she had felt love at first sight with demi she had ruined their love and lives with this pregnancy. it was all over now. she would loose him like she lost everyone else she had ever cared for. her twin brother. her parents. they all abandoned her. its why she had never let herself love before because she didn't want them to abandon her again. however, she had been so so stupid when she had gone against no commitment and no love. now all aly could do was hate herself for bringing all this heart ache and suffering upon herself.

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

Demi sat in stunned silence as Aly stormed out of the room. His cheek stung. He was pretty sure it was turning red, although he didn't know for sure. All he could do was sit there, not even bothering to reach up and feel his cheek to ease the sting. What was the point?

He'd hurt her pride a lot by asking that question, Demi realized now. It probably hadn't been a good idea to ask if she was really sure the baby was is. Demi was just... stunned. She was going to have his baby. His... A little part of him and a little part of Aly.

Speaking of Aly... He stood up and ran out of the room. He threw the front door open and froze as he saw her standing in the street. Of course she'd put herself in danger, as well as the baby. Not to mention the alcohol...

Demi rushed out onto the street, ignoring the honking horns and wrapped his arms around Aly's waist once he reached her. "Are you insane?" he asked. "You're going to get yourself and the baby killed!"

[ALYSSA JANE ASHTON]

"so?! what do you care?! its not even yours, right?!"

alyssa snapped back without even thinking about what she was saying. it was probably a bit too harsh but what could she do? she was upset and when she was upset ( as well as drunk ) she did tend to get very emotional. the fact she was pregnant just added to that. she loved him so much. sobbing she wrapped her arms around his body and buried her face into his neck. alyssa had always made out she was so independant and didn't need anyone. in truth, she just wanted to be looked after. she wanted demi to love her and look after her. she didn't know what was going to happen now she was pregnant with his baby. any other company would probably get married, buy a larger house, and both of them get jobs. could they do any of that though? alyssa wasn't sure if she could do any of that. aly had been like any other little girl when she had been young. she had wanted the marriage, the perfect surburban house and the white picket fence.

now though she wasn't sure if she could do that. aly had seen her own father shoot her mother dead and then shoot himself. they had been married. they had to have at one point love each other. aly didn't want demi to shoot her and then himself like her parents had done. she didn't want them to end up that way. holding the jack daniels, and clinging to demi, she sobbed into the side of his neck. his skin was so soft. then again her tears were probably making it softer then usual. she loved demi so much. more then she probably would ever want to admit. her life since they first made love had circled around him. she would drink all day, wait for him to come home in the afternoon, and then they would have sex all night. was that even a relationship or was it just all sex and no love for him? he had said he loved her though. aly remembered every time he said that to her. she loved hearing it.

"a-are you my boyfriend?"

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

Demi was becoming so confused. So the baby wasn't his? Or was she just saying that to get back at him? He thought that it was a latter, but he didn't really know for sure. Still, did it really matter? Even if the baby wasn't his... Demi would love it all the same. It was a little part of Alyssa, and she was the thing he cared most about in the world.

Cuddling her close, Demi kissed the top of her head. "I love you. So much," he whispered, feeling close to tears himself. He hated it whenever she cried. The tears that fell from her eyes landed on his neck, running down his chest, since he had no shirt to suck them up. Rubbing her back soothingly, he pulled back to give her a confused look at her question. Was he her boyfriend? Hadn't he been that all along? What did she think he was then?

"Of course," he said in confusion. "I thought I had been all along. Although, with the baby coming, I'd like to be something more... but I still have to get a ring, assuming you even want to marry me..." he mumbled on.

Wait. Had he just proposed to her? Demi resisted the urge to slam his head against the wall. He'd wanted to do it with so much more finesse then that! Not just blurting it out but actually proposing on bended knee with roses and the perfect ring. Didn't seem like that was going to happen now...

[ALYSSA JANE ASHTON]

alyssa looked at him with anger, hurt, and sadness as he mumbled about marrying her because of the baby coming. at least, that was how alyssa took it. that was all she got? she didn't get a proposal. just a mumble about it because she was pregnant. no roses. no where special. no bended knee. no ring. nothing special. she didn't even get him wanting to marry her because he loved her. just because she was pregnant. that was all she was worth. alyssa didn't know if she was more mad at him or broken hearted because he thought that was all she deserved in the way of a proposal. for once in her life she was speechless - and not in a good way. she didn't know what to say. she didn't know whether to yell at him, or tell him how heart breaking this pathetic excuse of a proposal was, or just say 'fine'. maybe that was all she was worth.

in the end, alyssa just sighed, shook her head, and pulled herself out of demi's arms. with the jack daniels still in one hand alyssa headed back for the town house and headed inside. alyssa never expected a trail of gifts containing every inch of the outfit she would wear to the surprise location, or a horse and carriage to the grand castle she had no idea she was going to, or walking into a grand ballroom to have it decked out completely as a royal ball, or to see him on a red carpet in the middle of the room, and have him propose on one knee in a tux infront of his entire family and the world's media. she had hoped though he would have done something romantic and nice if he had ended up proposing. not a statement in a mumbled tone as a second thought. not even a ring. not even on bended knee. he hadn't even said anything nice about her that he liked. walking into the kitchen she grabbed a bottle opener and began opening the bottle of jack daniels.

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

She pulled out of his arms again and Demi watched her go into the house. This time, however, he wasn't confused about why she was mad. He was angry at himself, just as she was. He had totally messed up something that should have been a fairytale to her. He felt horrible about it.

Chewing on his lips, he ignored the honking of frustrated drivers. He had to do something to make it up to Aly. She meant so much to him and he just had to do something to make it up to her. She deserved better then a half-thought proposal.

Hailing a cab, he went uptown to a jewelry store. He spent about 2 hours there, trying to pick out the perfect ring. The lady at the counter was helpful, but only he knew exactly what Aly would like. Finally, he picked one out. A two-carat, princess cut diamond set with two perfect blue sapphires all in white gold.

Next, he went to the nearest flower shop. There Demi purchased two dozen red roses and one dozen white. Then he headed back to the townhouse, praying to himself that Alyssa was still there.

Collecting the ring and roses, Demitrius paid the cabbie, then headed inside. "Aly?" he called. "Babe, where are you?"

[ALYSSA JANE ASHTON]

against her better judgement ( and usual character ) alyssa didn't go straight for the booze this time. this time, she didn't drink at all. she just didn't feel like it. she just wanted to find somewhere, perhaps a corner in the house, and cry. that was the proposal fate thought she deserved. a half hearted second thought mumbled without a ring. he didn't even get on one knee. aly knew she had been less then good in her life but she was still a woman! surely she deserved more then that proposal in the middle of a street? aly had thought she did, but after that proposal, she was beginning to doubt herself. she loved demi, she did, more then he would ever know, but could she really become his wife from a second thought mumbled proposal? alyssa sighed as she slumped in the bath tub, running her hands through her hair as she let a tear roll down her cheek. she supposed she would have too. she did want to be his wife, and if that was all she got and deserved, then she supposed that was what she would have to settle for.

still clothed, in a full bath tub - complete with bubbles since she felt she needed some sort of comfort - she sobbed. aly was slightly wondering why demi hadn't come inside yet. she didn't bother to dwell on the subject though. closing her eyes and taking a deep breath she submerged herself beneath the surface of the water before rising out of the depths. it was about two hours of soaking in the bath tub later that she heard demi calling for her.

"i'm drowning myself in the bath tub. come back later."

she yelled back, her face wet from both the bath tub water and her own tears. aly wanted to be mean by saying what she had but her words hadn't held any of the force or anger or cruelty to them they usually did. then again she was sober right now after two hours of not drinking, so that was probably the reason why. she wanted alcohol! why hadn't she drank that bottle of jack daniels?! she rolled over in the bath tub, whimpering as she pressed her forehead against the edge of the pristine white tub. she really didn't like being sober.

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

Demi rolled his eyes as he carried the roses and ring upstairs. He didn't believe her, but if she was taking a bath, that gave him some time. Aly liked her long baths and showers, so he had a while to set everything up. The bathroom was across the hall from their bedroom. It was originally just supposed to be his bedroom, shared only by a few one-night stands. Then again, he hadn't planned on falling in love with Alyssa. Of course, he didn't regret it. He couldn't. And besides, the empty room that was supposed to have been Aly's could now be turned into a nursery.

A nursery. For his baby. The thought made him pause at the top of the stairs. He couldn't believe he was going to be a father. His parents had plenty of money, they could always use that to support the baby. It wasn't money he was worried about. Who was going to take care of the baby when he and Aly were at school? Maybe they could hire a nanny?

Demi shook his head, pushing those thoughts out of his mind. It wasn't the time. He had something to do to make Aly fall back in love with him. Rapping the bathroom door with his fist, he called through the door "Don't stay in there too long babe."

Then, one by one, he placed the roses end to end in a long trail down the hall, leading through the cracked door of the bedroom. He spread the remaining roses all over the bed, laying the ring box open in the center. Surveying the room, he nodded to himself in the satisfaction.

"Aly! Would you come into the bedroom please?" he called, standing near the slightly-open door.

[ALYSSA JANE ASHTON]

"i'll do whatever the hell i like!"

alyssa yelled back between sobs. she really didn't want to get out of the bath tub but he seemed intent on her getting out. she didn't know why he wanted her out anyway. after all she was only a second thought. she wanted to stay mad at him but considering she was sober and losing energy from crying she just couldn't be assed to stay in the bath tub. so reluctantly she grabbed the edge of the bath tub and literally fell out of it onto the tiled floor. she laid there sprawled out for a minute or two before she slowly crawled forwards towards the bathroom door. she reached up, grabbed the handle, and hauled herself up onto her feet. she felt sick and she was pretty sure her head was hurting too. she also felt dizzy, but then again if you had been drunk for years it was only to be expected for a major hangover to come flooding on as soon as you got sober. that plus the pregnancy effects was making aly feel like she wanted to die - or at least drink again.

opening the door, leaning against the door way, aly then spotted something on the floor and frowned.

"there's some red crap on the floor!"

aly couldn't even tell it was roses. her clothes were see through and clinging to her body as water practically cascaded off her as she shuffled down the hall way to 'their' bedroom. right then she felt like sleeping in the spare bedroom. mostly because she was still angry at demi. grasping the door handle of demi's bedroom door she then pushed it open, not even noticing if it hit demi in the process, and then noticed the red stuff was on the bed too. had she bled out? no. she would have felt that... well, aly was sure she would have. there was something else on the bed too. aly had never realised how bad her eye sight was. long distances were always blurry. she then remembered she used to wear glasses. yes. she used to be a dork. she hadn't worn glasses though since she first got drunk. doing her best not to fall over, aly wobbled and stumbled over to the bed before collapsing onto all fours on top of the bed. she felt the red stuff and realised they were roses by the touch of them. aly was then confused. why were there roses?

aly so wanted to just go to sleep or pass out. her mind wanted it but she forced herself to hang on and stay awake. she had a feeling something was happening she was supposed to stay awake for. grabbing the black box she laid down on her left side, curled up, on top of the rose petals and then opened the box. inside sat the most beautiful piece of jewellery she had probably ever seen ( or at least could remember seeing ).

"wow..."

she murmurred.

[DEMITRIUS SUAREZ]

Demi was nearly hit by the door as Aly came through. She was shuffling and dripping wet. Had she actually gone into the bath with clothes on? He shook his head but didn't say anything as she made her way to the bed. Perhaps she had bad eyesight, he thought, especially since she called the roses "red crap". She should see an eye doctor...

At the sound of her "wow", Demi pushed away from the wall. He walked to the bed and climbed on, spooning Aly from behind. "Do you like it?" he asked. He placed a small kiss to her neck. Using one arm to prop his head up, he wrapped the other around her waist. He lifted her wet shirt with a slit plup, but only enough to carcass her stomach. "This is how I wanted to propose. I was going to wait until after I was done school, when I could take care of you, but it didn't turn out that way. Not that I'm sorry." He sighed and motioned her to roll over, so he could look in her eyes. "So I guess the question is... Will you marry me, Alyssa Jane Ashton? Knowing how much I love you and the baby you carry?"

He couldn't believe he was saying those words. It was a bit surreal, to be honest. He'd never really thought about marrying or having kids. They were something for old people, he always thought. Now, he couldn't wait to be a father. And see his Aly walk down the aisle. If only she would say yes.