I did it for you.

"Your father is coming to collect you." she said weakly on her death bed. My mum become very ill in the pass year and I knew her time to go would come soon. She had me when she was young. I didn't know all the details but I knew that it was a mistake.

"My father?" It had only been me and my mum. No siblings. No dad. No Grandparents. No nothing. She told me once that my dad couldn't stay with us. But she wouldn't say why.

She nodded weakly. I didn't know what to say. She squeezed my hand hard and start to grumble. "I love you Carly. Be safe."

That was the last thing she said and the last time I saw her. I sat in the waiting room waiting for some-one. Who? I had no idea. I watched as people walked past me.

Smiling. New Born Baby.

Crying. Death.

Worried. Illness.

Confused. Me.

Hours passed by and I was still waiting. My eyes started to fell heavy, I wanted to go to sleep but as soon as I closed my eyes.....

"C-Carly?" a voice said. My eyes snapped open and I saw the famous American pop star standing before me.

Shane Gray.

"You've got to be kidding me." I muttered and I don't know why but I ran, ran for my life. I heard him calling my name behind me. I ran out into the street and looked around, it was dark and cold. I looked out into the darkness and tears began to fall. That's why he couldn't stay with us, because he was to busy being a superstar. "Carly." I knew who it was, but I didn't say a word. "Listen, I'm sorry. I wanted you to have a normal life. So I left. I didn't want to Carly. But I had to. For you." I looked down as more tears started to fall. "Carly, please.... When I saw you, you looked so much like Mitchie," I closed my eyes at the mention of my mum's name to keep more tears in but they still escaped. "I missed her. I wanted to see her but I knew I couldn't. And when I got a call from her the other day, I got here as fast as I could. Because I wanted to be here for you." I let a sob that I had been trying to hold in. "Carly. I wish there was some way I could make this easier for you." I turned around and ran into his arms. I didn't care that I had known him for only a few minutes. I didn't care that he had left me. I didn't care. I just needed someone. He hugged me back and rubbed my back as I let out loud sobs. My mind felt like it was going to explode. So much was going around and around, I didn't know what to think, there was too much. I pulled back and wiped my remaining tears with my sleeve.

"Sorry." I mumbled. He let out a small laugh, "For what?"

"Running?" It was more of a question than an answer.

He laughed again. "Don't worry." After a short silence, he said "So, do you want to come back to America with me? I mean if you don't that totally fine. I just want what you want and if that's what you want that's cool. I mean--" I cut him off before he carried on rambling.

"Yeah. I want to." His eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face. "Really?" he asked, I could tell he was happy. I nodded. "Could we... go back to ... my house? I want to get some stuff." He nodded and showed me to his rental car.

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I picked up my mum's yellow song book and placed it in my backpack. I zipped up the nearly full bag and walked back into the living room, where Shane jumped up from the sofa. "You all done?" I nodded and looked around the house.

"Feels weird. Without my mum and all." He nodded and placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Ready?" he asked.

I took one last look at the house. "Yeah, let's go."

He took my bag and we walked back to the car. We headed towards the airport

"So, How's school?" he asked trying to make conversation.

"Err, Alright."

"Good. Good." We sat in an uncomfortable silence, so I decided it was my turn to ask a question.

"How's the band?" I asked referring to Connect 3, the famous band he was in with his Brothers. Wait, my uncles?

"Good. Oh." I turned to him. "What?"

"I didn't tell them where I was going."

"Oh. Do they." I started "Do they know about me?" He started to shuffle around in his seat. So I'll take that as a no.

"No, well. No."

I nodded and turned to the window. "Does anyone know about me? You know, in America." He cleared his throat, I'll take that as a no again.

"No. But I mean, I wanted what was best for you." I nodded and watched as we approached the airport. "I hate flying." I whispered. I had only flew once, to Italy when I was 10 and it was the worse flight ever. "It'll be fine." He picked up my bag again and we walked into the airport.

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"Please make sure your seatbelts are done up as we will be taking off soon."

1st class seats, wow. I had never had anything like this before. It was amazing I looked around but sat up straight in my seat when the plane started to move.

"Carly. It'll be fine." Easy for him to say, he flies all the time.

A few minutes later we were aloud to take our belts off.

"Can I have your autograph?" I turned around from the window to see a teenage girl a bit older than me, asking for Shane's autograph. "Err, sure." he scribble down on the napkin and the girl thanked him and walked back to her seat.

"That's gonna take a long time to get used to." I told him.

He laughed "Wait till we get to America."

"So, can you tell me about you and my mum?" He shuffled in his seat again.

"Err, okay. Well we met when we were 17. Then we became good friends. Then.... you happened." I cringed, knowing what he meant. "But at that time I was in Connect 3 and we were become quite popular. I left Mitchie, because I didn't want her or you bothered by the press. Next thing I knew Caitlyn told me she had moved to England."

"Who's Caitlyn?" I asked, I wanted to know everything.

"Nate's Fiancé. So she's you're.... auntie." I nodded.

"How old are you?" Shane, or dad asked me.

"14." He nodded. "14 years to make up eh?"

"Birthday presents and all" I joked.

"When is your birthday?" He asked, I could tell he wanted to know all about me.

"18th of November." I yawned. I was tired it had been a long day. "Go to sleep." he told me.

"No, I'm fine." I blinked trying to stay awake, I wanted to know more.

"Carly. You're exhausted."

"Fine." I put my head on the window and closed my eyes. "Why am I called Carly? I asked mum, but she didn't know. Which is weird because why wouldn't you know why you called your daughter a name. It doesn't make any sense."

He laughed, "When she told me she was pregnant. I told her I liked the name Carly. That was the first thing I said."

"You're strange." I giggled and drifted off.

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"Please fasten your seatbelts. We are about to land."

I woke up and rubbed my eyes. I had been asleep for ages. I turned to my right and saw Shane asleep. Still.

I shook him. He grumbled.

I shook him again. "Nate. Go away."

I rolled my eyes. "Err, Shane." Shake. "Shane." Shake.

I took a deep breathe. "Dad?"

He shot up and looked at me.

"Huh?" he looked excited.

"Landing." He nodded and buckled up.

We were about to land and I had my eyes closed tightly. Scared.

The plane hit the ground making the plane bounce. Scared-er.

The plane came to a halt and we waited till me could get off. Relieved.

I grabbed my bag and we walked off the plane.

"Okay, it might be a bit crazy out here. You never know. So just ignore questions and keep walking."

"Okay." Shane Grabbed my arm and quickly pulled me to the exit. Flashes went off everywhere and I was shocked. There was loads of people.

"Shane who's the girl?"

"What's the girl's name?"

"Who is she?"

Shane pulled me into a car which I assumed was his. "You okay?" he asked starting the car up and driving away.

"Yeah, That was crazy." I told him while turning around to watch the paparazzi disappear from sight.

"Always is."

After a long drive we pulled up to a big house with 2 cars parked outside.

"Uh oh.

"What?"

"Nate, Caitlyn and Jason are here." He said and grabbed my bag.

"That's bad because..."

"Because they don't know about you."

Oh yeah.

"Oh." He nodded and closed the car door.

Time to meet the family.

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Disclaimer:

I DO NOT OWN

Shane

Mitchie

Nate

Jason

Caitlyn

Camp Rock

I DO OWN

Carly

The idea.

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