~Jada's POV~
Michael changes positions with me and now I'm on top, riding him like there's no tomorrow!

"Mm, Jada. That feels sooo good! Keep doing it like that!" Michael moans as I increase my speed.

I glance at the clock. 10:02 pm.

We've been at this for about an hour and 10 minutes!

We both come one last time and I collapse onto his chest.

"Oh, that was good! I love you, my queen" Michael smiles and kisses my forehead.

"I love you too, my king!" I grin.

"I hope it worked" Michael chuckles as he puts an arm around me.

We cuddle until we're both asleep.

-Next Morning-
I wake up and look at the time. We have 38 minutes until we have to be at class.

I wake Michael up and we get ready.

"Last night was amazing, Michael. Thank you so much!" I say and pull him into a passionate kiss.

"Anything for my princess" he winks and kisses my forehead.

We walk downstairs and my parents are giggling on the couch.

"Whatcha gigglin' about?" I ask.

"Have fun last night?" Mom asks, still giggling.

"Yup. Oh! We forgot to tell you guys! We're trying to get pregnant." I state proudly as Michael wraps an arm around my waist.

"Oh that's wonderful!" My mom squeals. "What about university, though?"

"I decided to take a year off and decide what I'm gonna study and while I'm doing that, I can take care of our child."

"Oh, that's a good plan. Making time for both!" Dad smiles.

"Anyway, we should get to school! We only have 20 minutes!" Michael announces.

"Bye!" My parents say in unison as we leave.

We get to school and we have 10 minutes til class starts.

"Hey, Nicki!" I smile as Nicki and Charlie walk up to us.

"Hey. Sup?" She says.

"Well, Michael and I are trying for a baby aaaannnd, Michael is becoming famous!" I squeal.

"Congratulations you guys!" They both say.

We walk to art and once class starts, the principal comes over the P.A.

"Good morning, students! I'd like you all to take a moment and listen to a song that was just released by one of our fellow students here. So listen up! Congratulations to Mr. Michael Jackson!!" He cheers then the song starts playing.

Michael looks down, embarrassed, as everyone stares at him, shocked.

The song (IJCSLY) finishes and everyone claps, loudly.

"Congratulations, Michael" Mr. O'Brien smiles and carries on with the class.

"I'm proud of you, baby" I whisper to Michael as I rub his knee.

"Thank you" he winks as he whispers back to me.

I suddenly get a weird feeling in my stomach that doesn't feel good.

I jump out of my seat with my hand covering my mouth and run out of the room.

I'm running down the hall and, luckily, I make it to the bathroom.

I throw up inside the toilet and let it all out.

I hear footsteps come in behind me and I hear Nicki's voice.

"J? Are you okay?" She asks.

"Yeah, I'm alright, I guess. Just threw up a-" I'm cut off because I'm throwing up even more.

"Oh, Jada, I feel so bad for you! Um, do you think you might be pregnant already?" She asks.

"Yes, I think I might be." I groan because I feel very sick in my stomach.

I rinse out my mouth with water after flushing the toilet and Nicki walks me back to class.

"Are you okay, Miss. Smith?" Mr. O'Brien asks as we enter the classroom.

"Yeah, I just threw up a bit" I mumble.

"Do you need to go home or anything?" He asks.

"Nah, I'll be fine" I say.

I sit next to Michael and he asks what's wrong.

"I think I might be pregnant already, Michael. I just had morning sickness." I answer and Michael's eyes widen.

"Oh my gosh!" Michael whispers.

I nod and rub my lower abdomen.

"I'll buy some pregnancy tests after school" he whispers and he frowns as I shake my head.

"No, I wanna know how long I've been pregnant because usually it doesn't work this fast."

"Ok. I understand" he whispers.

-Lunchtime-
We get to the cafeteria and as soon as we walk in, everyone claps for Michael.

"Congratulations, Michael!" Taylor says, fluttering her eyes.

"Hey! Watch it, Taylor! I may, possibly, be pregnant, but that won't stop me from beating on your ass!" I growl at her.

"You're pregnant? Ha! I know it's not by Michael! It's probably Jordan, isn't it?" She laughs.

"Shut up, Taylor!" Jordan yells. "If she IS pregnant, it isn't by me! I'm happy with Bailey. If J is pregnant with Michael's child, then I'm happy for both of them! Congratulations, man. For the song and the baby."

"Thanks, Jordan. We aren't quite sure if we are pregnant yet but we think we are because Jada had morning sickness this morning" Michael says.

"Aww, Jada. I'm sorry, that must've sucked!" Jordan looks at me sympathetically and I nod.

"Congrats, Mikey!" We hear Tatiana's voice giggle and we turn around.

"I'm not afraid to beat on your ass either, Tatiana!" I growl and she fake pouts.

"Aww, is the pregnant lady having a mood swing?" She coos.

"Shut up, Tatiana! Don't ruin anything. They're finally perfectly happy! Leave them alone for once!" Nicki shouts at Tatiana.

"Oh, the other pregnant lady! Oh, isn't this sweet? The two slutty whores are pregnant at the same!" Tatiana coos.

"That's it!" Nicki shouts and punches Tatiana in the face.

Michael squats down and I get on his back. He give me a piggy back ride into the hallway and we sit at the little table that's outside the cafeteria.

"It's so frustrating in there!" Michael groans.

I feel my eyes well up with tears and they start pouring into my cheeks.

"Baby, what's wrong? Is it Tatiana?"

"She called me a slutty whore, Michael!" I cry.

"Don't listen to her! You're not a slutty whore! You've only ever slept with one person, who's me and you always cover up modestly. She just said that to stress you out." Michael says, rubbing my back.

"Thanks, Michael" I smile as I rest my head on his chest.

-After School-
I texted my Mom to say that we'll be home a little late and she says ok. I'm kinda glad she didn't ask why because I want it to be just me and Michael finding out if I'm pregnant.

"Okay, Miss. Smith. Could you please make yourself comfortable over there and we will see if you are pregnant!" The nurse says politely.

I get up on the table thing and just lay there. I'm exhausted!

She puts the weird cold gel stuff on my lower abdomen and uses the tool that's hooked up to the machine to see if there's a baby in my uterus.

Michael and I stare at the screen eagerly.

"I'll be right back with a doctor to check you." The nurse smiles at us and I nod.

"Nervous?" Michael asks, holding my hand.

"A little" I admit, nodding my head.

"Me too, baby, me too." He says then kisses my forehead.

"Okay, I'm Dr. Brown and I'll be doing all your checkups. Just lay back and relax while I take a look at your uterus" he smiles at me and I sigh in relief.

I'm glad he isn't one of those extremely rude, bossy doctors who don't give a shit about anyone and only cares about money.

"Well, judging by the size of the embryos, it looks like you're 2 months pregnant. But, I can run some tests to see for sure how many months you are" he says and smiles sweetly at me and Michael.

I nod and say, "Yes, I know how it all works because we've gone through this before but last time I ended up being not pregnant." I explain and Dr. Brown nods.

"Okay, so all I need right now is a urine sample and your phone number and you'll be on your way!" He smiles.

"Um, my number is ***-**** and I'll go get that urine sample for ya" I chuckle.

He writes down my number and hands me the container for my urine.

I walk into the bathroom and get the urine ready then come out. I hand him the full container and he smiles.

"The tests will be ready in about an hour. So, go home, relax and don't stress. Take it easy." Dr. Brown suggests like the professional he is.

"I think I'll take a nap for about a half hour" I blurt and he chuckles.

"Good idea. And you, sir, take care of her." He points at Michael.

"Oh, yes. Of course I will. She's my world." Michael says, proudly.

"Hey, aren't you the kid that just released a song today?"

"Yes, I am" Michael answers modestly.

"Congratulations! I heard its at the top of the charts already!" Dr. Brown grins at Michael and Michael's eyes widen.

"Told ya!" I mumbled.

We leave the clinic and go back to my place.

We lay in my bed, cuddling while sitting up, and watch Tv.

The news come on and the report starts talking about Michael so, I turn up the volume.

"New singer aged 17, Michael J. Jackson, has released a single called 'I Just Can't Stop Loving You' and he claims it's about his girlfriend, Jada Smith. The single he released just hours ago has reached the top of the charts already and it's going crazy all over the world. Paparazzi claim that they've recently seen Jackson and his girlfriend walk into the local clinic talking about pregnancy. Is his girlfriend pregnant or is it just a pregnancy scare? We will find out later on."

Michael and I stare at the screen and there's a picture of us from earlier holding hands walking to the clinic. How did we not see the paparazzi?

"Well, it's amazing that your song is at the top!" I say and Michael nods.

My bedroom phone rings and Michael answers it.

"Hello? Yes, she's right here. Okay" he says into the phone then hands it to me.

"It's the clinic" he whispers as I press the phone to my ear.

"Hello?"