A/N: Hey, everyone! Long time, no talk!

This quick one-shot was inspired by The Harold Song by Ke$ha. If you haven't heard this song, that's all right but I recommend it. Even if you don't like Ke$ha, this song is a much different than her party music. It's still got the beat and the rhythm, but it's a full-on heartbreak song.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Wizards of Waverly Place or Camp Rock.

Mitchie Torres, a short brunette, slowly made her way through the various columns and rows. With a tear forming at the corner of her eye, she stopped in front of her destination and let out a deep breath.

"Hey, there…" She started, "I know it's been a little while since I've come back, but I came here to tell you something… I'm not quite sure how to say it, so I guess I'll just rip the band-aid off. I love you. I've been in love with you for so long, and I didn't realize it until it was too late. I was just so scared to have fallen for my best friend, that I kept chickening out and now I'm regretting every chance I let slip by. I just miss you – I miss your smile and how your bed always seemed softer than mine even though we had the same type of mattress.

"I even miss how, when your legs were the slightest bit prickly, you'd get all self-conscious and wear long pants even when it was the summertime." Mitchie chuckled, though her smile faded shortly after.

"Everything's been so hard without you. I kick myself every day for not realizing that it was you all along. You were the one for me… Y'know, the other day, I saw someone who I could have sworn was you. I ran up to them and called your name. They turned around and when I saw that it wasn't you, I raced home and broke down into my pillow until I fell asleep. My mom woke me up with dinner and told me I was mumbling your name in my sleep. I told her I was fine, but after dinner, when I got into bed for the night, it all came back to me – all the good times, all the bad times… and the night it all went away.

"True love hurts, but losing love – it almost feels like it could kill me right here and now. I would give everything in my life to not be sleeping apart from you."

A small smile reappeared on the girl's face.

"Remember when we snuck into that Connect 3 concert because neither of us could afford the tickets? When you grabbed my hand after I started crying, I was on Cloud 9. That was secretly the greatest night of my life… and then our trip around Europe with our parents – I still laugh every time I remember when you tried to order Tobasco in France, just trying to mime everything."

Mitchie wiped a tear from her cheek as she let out another laugh and the wind began to pick up.

"Well, I guess that's all I wanted to say. I'm sorry that I didn't realize it until it was too late. Maybe we wouldn't be in this position in the first place. We'd still have each other." Tears started pouring down her face like two waterfalls and sobs racked her body as she dropped to her knees.

"I'm so sorry." She shook her head, "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before. I love you so much…"

Mitchie slowly collected herself and stood up. With one last sniffle, she turned on her heels and crossed her arms to hug herself, sulking away. Behind her, a spotless, white marble tombstone:

Alexandra Margirita Russo

July 22, 1992 – October 17, 2012

Daughter, Sister, Friend.

Alllllllll right haha I've had this started for months and I couldn't sleep last night at all so I decided to crack down on it.

I'm not quite sure how much time I'll have to write for a while – I joined AmeriCorps NCCC and it's very time consuming, but I'm going to keep trying my hardest because it's a really good outlet, I'm finding.

Hope y'all enjoyed it. If you didn't, don't hate me, it was like, 2 in the morning when I wrote it.