The Wentz kids got out of the car to get to school. Pete called out saying bye and good luck. The twins walked ahead to go with their boyfriends who were waiting for them. Dylan stood there clenching his bags strap. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a white button up with the sleeves rolled up. He had decided to wear his contacts and didn't bother with his hair. He finished the look with his beat up converses. He sighed and started walking towards the entrance of the school.

"Hey, Wentz" Miles said popping out of no where. Dylan looked him over to see they were wearing the same outfit.

"Were you stalking me, Mi, or was this matching outfits thing a coincidence?" Dylan questioned as he smiled.

"I'll say coincidence" Miles said. He noticed that several people were staring their way. Normally it wouldn't bug Miles since people always stared, but for some reason he felt very protective over Dylan.

"You excited to leave this hell hole?" Dylan asked his boyfriend. Tomorrow was gonna be Miles last day at school before leaving. Since he's had all A's since middle school he was able to graduate early.

Miles put his arm over Dylan's shoulder and said, "Fuck yeah." The two smiled as they walked into the school.

The two separated so they could go to their lockers. Dylan grabbed the things needed and went to put some of his books in.

He closed and locked the locker as he put his bag strap over his shoulder. He started walking down the hallway towards Miles, but then was shoved to the floor from behind. Dylan by instinct put his hand out to catch himself and the other to rest on his stomach.

Miles heard the two boys laughing and as soon as he saw his boyfriend on the floor, he slammed his locker shut. He stormed over completely forgetting about his backpack.

"What the fucks the matter with you!?!" He yelled as he pushed the two students against the lockers causing one to fall to the floor.

He walked towards Dylan who was still on the floor. He crouched down and put a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" Dylan nodded, but Miles could see him shaking and the look in his eyes. Miles didn't know how to describe it. It was a look Miles never seen in the boys blue green eyes, which caused him to get more pissed off.

He stood up and went over to the two students who were smiling. "Why the fuck did you do that?"

"Maybe you should be more careful when you fuck the faggot" the boy laughed but was stopped short from Miles punching him in the face.

"Mr. Iero!" Miles stopped from punching the kid again as soon as he heard the principals voice. "What's the meaning of this?"

"These two were bullying Dylan" he practically growled through gritted teeth.

The principal looked towards Dylan who was now standing up. "Is this true, Mr. Wentz?" Dylan just nodded his head. "You two" he looked at the two boys. "My office. Everyone else get to class"

Miles walked over to Dylan as everyone kept staring. "Are you okay?" Miles noticed the older boy's hand on his stomach so he moved it to replace it with his own to see if he was bleeding or bruised. Dylan just stared down at the sight of Miles hand sprawled out on his stomach.

"Dylan" Miles said snapping him out of his thoughts. Dylan looked up at him and Miles saw the tears in his eyes. "Hey" the blond softly said as he rested his other hand on his cheek. "What's wrong?"

Dylan shook his head as he felt himself crying. Miles went on full alert as he watched him cry. He didn't know what was wrong. He never saw the boy act like this not even when they were kids. He did the only reasonable thing. He hugged his crying boyfriend. Miles saw Bliss and Sally standing close by and nodded his head to tell them to call Patrick.
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Pete had gotten home from taking the kids to school to see Patrick outside with Locklyn. The little boy was running around playing with a small soccer ball. Pete sat down next to his husband who was on his laptop.

"What are you up to, gorgeous?" Pete asked.

"Just figuring out all the upcoming plans we have. Andy had called earlier. Said that Joe had some pretty good riffs that he'll send my way" Patrick told him.

"That's nice" Locklyn walked over to his parents and climbed onto the outside couch the two were sitting on. The little one rested his head on his father's lap and instantly feel asleep. That night Locklyn couldn't sleep so he was laying in his parents bed tossing and turning.

Pete grabbed his phone and took a picture on Snapchat.

Patrick's phone started ringing and he answered it quickly so he wouldn't wake his little sleeping boy.

"Hello?" Patrick said.

"Mom, something's wrong with Dylan and Miles can't snap him out of it" Bliss said. Pete overheard and instantly looked at his husband worried.

"What do you mean?" Patrick asked, voicing his concern.

"He's not talking and he's crying. He won't tell us what's wrong" Patrick motioned to Pete to pick up Locklyn as the rushed inside.

"Did anything happen before he started acting like this?" Patrick asked as he watched Pete put Locklyn in his bed.

"Some kids pushed him to the floor" Patrick stopped walking and Pete looked at his husband. He can see Patrick's eyes start to water.

"Patrick" Pete said putting a hand on his husband's shoulder. Patrick just slide down the wall the floor. "Trick, what's wrong?" Pete asked horrified.

"Ask him if he's bleeding" Patrick said into the phone.

"Dylan are you bleeding?" Bliss asked her older brother. He shrugged which caused Miles to freak out more.

"He shrugged his shoulders. It doesn't look like he is" Bliss told her mom over the phone.

"Go get our son right now, Peter" Pete quickly left as Patrick kept the tears back. "Bliss, give the phone to Dylan"

"DL, it's mom" Dylan grabbed the phone with a shaky hand as Miles held him up. He felt like he can fall down at any moment.

"Sweetie, are you bleeding a lot?" Patrick asked.

"Little" Dylan said with a broken voice. Miles heart broke to hear his perfect boyfriend sound like that.

"Did you check?"

"Can't" Patrick nodded his head understanding. He knew Miles probably hadn't left his side since everything.

"Your Dad is on his way to get you. He won't ask questions. Just stay on the phone with me. Everything will be okay Dylan"

The three other teens stood there watching as Dylan kept crying as he held the phone to his ear. Pete pulled up and Miles helped Dylan into the car. All the kids got in and Pete drove back to the house. Bliss was sitting in the front seat and kept looking back to make sure her brother was okay.

"He won't talk?" Pete asked his daughter.

"He only said two words to mom" Bliss told him. Pete nodded his head as he started crying. He can't believe another one of his children was so torn apart and this time he didn't know why. No one did.
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As soon as Miles helped Dylan into the house, Patrick ran to him hugged him. "You're gonna be okay, I promise"

"Mom, what if I cause the b-" Dylan said through his tears.

"Don't say that. You're okay" Pete had sat down looking at the two, but he just couldn't anymore. He look at his lap as he trying to hold back the rest of the tears.

"Come on" Patrick held Dylan into the bathroom and everyone just watch.

"Someone tell me what the fuck happened" Pete demanded as he kept his head in his hands.

The twins looked at Miles since he knew all the details. "These two kids shoved him to the floor. I punch the kid after what he said about Dylan"

"Did he seem hurt when you checked on him?" Pete asked.

"He said he was okay, but when he was standing he had his hand on his stomach" Pete looked at him as the boy kept going on. "He like had this look in his eye that I never seen"

"Repeat what you just said" Pete said.

"He like had this-"

"Before that" he demanded.

"When he was standing he had a hand on his stomach" Pete ran a hand through his hair as he finally, somewhat, had a clue of what's going on with his son.

"When was the last time you two had sex?" The twins looked at their dad with a gross look on their face.

"That's a little personal to an-"

"Just answer the fucking question" Pete was definitely getting pissed off now.

"Um" Miles started thinking and trying to do the math in his head. "A month ago"

"You fucking bastard" Miles looked at the girls to see what was going on and they shrugged their shoulders. "You have the count of three to leave this house, or so help me god I will kill you"

"But what about-"

"One" Miles sighed and walked out of the house and start walking to his home. He had no clue what he did wrong.
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The next day Miles drove over to the Wentz household. He had just came back from getting his diploma from the school. He knew Pete was at work at this time of day so he was in the clear.

He knocked on the door and tapped his foot as he waited. Patrick opened the door and truly wasn't surprised to see the boy.

"Is he okay?" Miles asked.

Patrick nodded his head, "He's fine. It was just a slight scare"

"Can I see him?" Miles was so worried for Dylan that he didn't sleep. Dylan wasn't answering any of his texts or calls. He knew it had to be something serious.

"Yeah. He's out back" Patrick opened the door wider to let the youngest Iero in.

Miles walked straight to the backyard. He saw Dylan sitting on the bench with his back towards him. He was wearing some black jeans and a red flannel. His hair was messy but that was probably due to the wind.

Miles walked over and sat next to him. He looked his boyfriend to see he was staring off into the distance.

"Are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" Miles asked finally breaking the silence. "I think I deserve to know what's going on now since you scared the fuck out of me yesterday"

Dylan swallowed the lump in his throat as he weighed his options. He finally made his mind up and pulled the folded paper out of his back pocket. He handed it to Miles who just stared at it like it was gonna bite him.

He sighed as he started unfolding the paper. He read the first paragraph confused since it was talking about vitamins and just Dylan's health in general. Then he got to the second to last line.

After running test we came to find that you, Dylan Kingston Wentz, are pregnant.

Miles was in compete shock as he put the paper down. He didn't know what to say. His mind was all over the place. At first it was just, 'What the fuck have I done?' then to, 'Fuck. That's why Pete wants to kill me.'

Then he stated his last thought out loud, "We're gonna be parents"

"Yeah" was all Dylan could say.

"And I'm leaving for New York today" Dylan looked at Miles as he was talking. Miles looked beautiful with wind in his hair. He wished he had his natural hair color because the image would have been more beautiful. Dylan could imagine their baby looking just as handsome as their father.

"Yeah" was all Dylan could say.

"I should call my mom and tell him I can't do the film"

"You won't do such a thing" Miles looked at his boyfriend confused.

"What do you mean? I have to stay here for you and the baby"

"You're gonna do Umbrella Academy. The baby and I will be fine. I'm gonna graduate early so I don't have to go to that horrible place when I'm heavily pregnant" Dylan had planned everything out. He always had a plan for anything.

"What about Oxford?"Miles asked looking at Dylan.

"What about it?" Dylan shrugged.

"I mean you were accepted in. You were suppose to go as after graduation" Miles knew that was always Dylan's goal in life. Ever since he was in fourth grade he wanted to be go to Oxford.

"I called them and told them I had a change of plans. Apparently they really hoped for me to attend so they said they'll save my spot for six year" Miles nodded his head and looked back down at the paper. He then noticed the date. "Fuck"

"What?" Dylan moved closer to Miles to look at the paper.

"September 16th is your due date" Miles stated.

"Yeah. What's wrong with that?" Dylan was truly confused.

"I'm still gonna be in New York at that time"

"Okay. Just talk to your mom and see if you can get that month off to come down here. Or if I do graduate early I can stay in New York and have the baby there"

Miles nodded his head and bit his lip. He then started laughing as he put his head down. Dylan smiled as he watched him laugh.

"Do I want to know what you find so amusing?" Dylan asked.

"Were gonna be parents" he said through his laugh.

Dylan smiled and said, "I thought we already established that."

"It's just that" Miles smiled as he looked at the grass. "We're really gonna have a baby" Miles turned to look at the soon to be mom. "I always wanted to have kids with you but I didn't think we'll start this soon"

"Neither did I" Dylan grabbed Miles hand to hold. "Maybe this is where our story begins"

"With a cute little one in your womb" Miles put a hand on Dylan's now flat stomach as he kissed his lips softly. Miles can honestly say he was beyond happy, yet why did he feel like something bad is gonna happen.
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Miles had got out of the SUV that picked him up to head to set. There was a lady waiting with a cup of coffee for him. He followed her to his trailer where there was three people.

"Hi. I'm Andrew and I'm your hair dresser. We need to start right away" he pushed Miles in to chair and started brushing and then dying his hair. After two hours his hair was back to its natural dark color.

"Thank God I'm going back to how I looked" Miles said as he looked in the mirror. He was used to this reflection. He smiled as the make up artist, Stephanie, put his eyebrows piercing in. He felt like himself again. He didn't even notice he wasn't use to the skin he was in before. More hair color he was in before.

He got out of the trailer in his outfit and hair styled perfectly. He then saw his mom heading his way. He was wearing a suit that Miles knew was his father's. He was looking at his cuff checking it wasn't coming undone. In his other hand he held a red bull.

"That's the writer" Miles looked to his side to see a tall girl with purple hair.

"Nice to see you Rumor. Acting like Klaus today"

"My name's Mary Elizabeth Winstead"

"Yeah. You're Rumor around here now" he walked toward his mom as his costar watched him.

"Know what scene we're doing right?" Gerard asked him.

"Yeah" was all Miles said.

"Alright blow them away, Calix" Miles smirked as he waited for his cue.

"Action!" The director said from the other side of the door. He stormed to the door and kicked it down. He growled in frustration ad he walked through the frame.

"Now was that really necessary" his other costar said. Gerard had based Kingston on none other than Dylan. He had asked the Wentz boy if he wanted to be in the film but declined.

"Who do you think fixes this?" 'Kingston' said.

"I don't care" Gerard couldn't help but smile because his son acting was spot on.

"Alright. Tell me what's wrong" Miles moved to the bed and lifted the mattress to get the fake gun under it. "Must be something serious since you brought out your favorite gun"

"They forgot me" Miles said making sure to have sadness and anger in his voice. "They looked at me and said nothing. How dare they forget me! Oh but they'll remember me now. Cause the Killer is coming their way"

Miles cocked the gun and pointed pointed the gun that was slightly above him. He effortlessly moved his head to get a piece of hair out of face then said, "Boom"

"Cut!" The director yelled. Everyone started rushing towards Miles telling him how great he was.

He did a few small scenes where it was him watching Rumor from afar. Everyone kept telling him how he was bringing the movie together. He didn't say much. He just wanted to go back to the pent house he was staying at.

"That's a wrap for day one of filming" The director yelled. Mary then walked his way.

"Hey. Do wanna go out for dinner?" She asked.

"I'm in a serious relationship" was all Miles said.

"It's long distance so it doesn't count" she said.

"For me it's serious. So let me give you a little bit of advice, Mary" he said her name like venom as he stepped closer to her. She actually looked scared which deep down made him happy.

"You come on these sets just to let the crew fuck you. You would take any price to suck someone's cock. What's the lowest you took? A dollar? You truly have talent deep down in you. Acting? Singing? Who knows. No one will know. Not even yourself because you sell your body more than your talent. So stop telling yourself your a piece a shit. Everyone is a diamond. The thing is some are slightly duller then others. So start shinning doll"

He walked away and honestly had no idea what came over him. He really needed to talk to Dylan.

*Sneak Peek For Next Chapter*
"I just miss you a lot baby"

"I don't think this is working"

"Let's go on a date"