On The Line Chapter 1: On The Line: Part 1, a camp rock fanfic

A/N: Okay, so this is my 2nd story that I have posted onto the Camp Rock Board and it is also my second Smitchie (even though I technically think it'd be more in character if it were a Jemi, but that's considered illegal, so Smitchie it is haha) Anyways, this is a song fic based upon the song "On the Line" by Demi Lovato feat. Jonas Brothers. If you've never read one of my stories before, I don't write normal song-fics. Instead of having the lyrics between each line, I weave them into the story. I think that it gives the story and extra twist so that the reader can see where the song MIGHT have been inspired from. This story was a really complicated one to write, but because it's Christmas Break I said 'Why not?' and wrote it anyways. Please excuse the multiple line breaks between the paragraphs at the beginning and end of the story, it makes it less confusing while reading and for me, means a POV change. I'm planning on making this a two-shot, depending on your reviews and ideas, so when you get to the end of the story, read my other authors note and review. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy!

On The Line

I knew it would come down to this. I knew that even through all the happiness, it would only lead to heartbreak. I knew that eventually this dream would stop and I'd come crashing back down to reality. I knew that someday, I'd be sitting here, like I am now, waiting. Waiting for her phone call; waiting for a phone call that may never occur.

I knew it would come down to this. I knew that even through all of the happiness, it would only lead to heartbreak. I knew that eventually this dream would stop and I'd come crashing back down to reality. I knew that someday, I'd be sitting here, like I am now, waiting. Waiting for his phone call; waiting for a phone call that may never occur.

How did this happen? Better yet, how did I let this happen? I knew how it happened; I just couldn't admit that it was my fault. Even though it was. My attitude had swallowed me whole and it would take all of me to return back to normal. I let it eat me alive and in the process, I lost her.

How did this happen? Better yet, how did I let this happen? I knew how it happened; I just couldn't admit that I broke us apart. Even though I did. My selfishness had swallowed me whole and it would take all of me to return back to normal. I let it eat me alive and in the process, I lost him.

The progression from great to good to bad to worse started the first day we met, the first day it all began:

Walking through the mall, alone, is never a good sign. People automatically label you as: nerd, lame, loser, single, desperate, jerk. No one would ever dare come up and ask you why you're alone, why you couldn't get a date for Saturday night. And because no one would ever dare come up, you wouldn't ever have to answer. No one needed to know that my mother was in the hospital dying. No one needed to know how much pain I was in. No one needed to know that I was here; buying her the last gift I might ever be able to buy her, before I would have to say goodbye. No one needed to know that...

My thoughts were jumbled as I went flying to the ground. After a few seconds, I shook my head and looked up to see a beautiful girl in front of me.

"Oh. I'm so sorry. Let me get that for you." I said, immediately standing up and putting her clothes back into her bags for her. "Here you go."

"Thanks…" she replied, my heart skipping a beat.

We introduced ourselves and I asked her if she wanted to walk around together and go grab a bite to eat. And once she said, 'Yes.', my night took a new turn and it seemed much brighter than I ever thought it would be.

While walking to a nice restaurant within the mall, I started a conversation, "What's a girl as beautiful as you, doing in the mall, alone, on a Saturday night?"

After a light giggle, that caused me to go weak at the knees, she answered, "I needed some new clothes."

"Shouldn't your boyfriend come with you and help you carry your things?"

"If I had one, then I would've invited him. And might I ask you the same question: what's a guy, as handsome as you, doing in the mall, alone, on a Saturday night?"she asked, right as I pulled out her chair at the restaurant.

"Do you want the truth or do you want to have a happy evening?"

"What would you rather tell me?"

"I'd love to tell you the truth, but because I've just met you, I'd rather not spoil the evening."

"And I'm okay with that. So, tell me a little about yourself…"

The rest of the night we continued talking, learning more about each other than I ever thought I possibly could. She amazed me with her grace and poise and I knew that even though we had only met 4 hours before, that I was falling in love faster than I'd be able to stop myself.

After dinner, we decided it was time to leave, no matter how much we didn't want to. On the long walk out to her car though, I needed to set up another day to see her, so I decided to be bold and asked, "If I wanted to ask a girl out, how do you think I should go about it?"

"It depends. How long have you known her?"

"Not long, but I love spending time with her."

"Then do something spontaneous that shows her that even through the short amount of time you've known her, that you want to get to know her even more."

"You think that would work?"

"I know it would…"she replied smiling.

" Okay then..." I said, right before we reached the parking garage where her car was parked. Noticing that everyone was leaving the mall, I decided that this would be perfectly spontaneous and so, I began to yell, "ATTENTION! ATTENTION! I WOULD LIKE EVERYONE KNOW THAT TODAY I MET THE MOST WONDERFUL GIRL IN THE WORLD! AND BECAUSE OF THIS I WOULD LIKE TO ASK HER IF SHE WOULD LIKE TO GO OUT ON A DATE WITH ME NEXT FRIDAY NIGHT!" I then, brought my voice back down and looked her in the eyes, with everyone else's eyes in the parking garage on me, "What do you say?"

She looked back up at me and smiled this smile that said, 'I can't believe you' but at the same time said, 'You're amazing.' She then replied, "I'd love to."

"SHE SAID YES EVERYONE!" I yelled out into the garage and then looked right back at her, "Was that spontaneous enough?"

She looked right back at me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, "It was perfect…"

After the day I met him, we grew to be inseparable and I was falling in love faster than I ever planned on it. He gave me butterflies more than any guy ever had. His smile made me feel nothing I had ever felt before. His arms wrapped around my body brought chills up and down my spine and it was with him, and only with him that I felt whole. Because without him, who could I possibly be? I found that out, two months ago, when he called:

Sitting on my bed at home, I was drawing. Go Figure. Ever since our last date, I couldn't get him out of my head. He said it. Those three simple words that we had both been feeling since the first day we met. 'I Love You.' It sounded so much better coming from his mouth than my head though. It took him 7 months to finally get up the courage to say it, but it was worth it. Every month, every day, every hour, every second, was worth it because he would always be there. This elated feeling that rocked my bones to the core caused me to start doing things I never thought possible, like drawing. I was about to start on the sunset on my drawing, when my cell phone began to ring.

"Hello?" I answered, wondering who was on the other line considering the front said: UNKNOWN

"Hey…" I heard his weak voice reply.

"What's wrong?" I asked immediately, only getting sobs from the other end. He never cried and there would only be one reason why he would cry…his mother. No. It didn't happen, not now, not after all of this. "Please tell me she's okay."

"She…she…" he started and then stopped.

"Don't worry. It's okay, you can tell me."

In a voice that you could obviously tell that tears were cascading down his face he continued, "She died today…"

"Oh my gosh." It sank in. His mother. Dead. "Do you need me to come there? Wait, where are you?"

"I'm still at the hospital." He said, taking a brief pause before beginning to cry again.

"I'll be right there. Stay there, okay?" I questioned, the only response a slight, "Mhm."

Reaching the hospital in record time, I quickly took the elevators to the ICU and when the doors opened, there he was, collapsed in a chair, bawling his eyes out. I ran over towards him and knelt down, pulling his hands from his eyes, "Hey."I said, weakly.

He saw that it was me and stood, pulling me up with him and gripped me in a hug. We stayed like this for at least 5 minutes, him crying into my shoulder. I couldn't fathom the pain he was in, the hurt that now encompassed his body. His mother, the only one he would ever have, was gone, was never coming back. He leaned away from the hug and sunk back into the chair.

"What can I do to help?" I asked, sitting in the seat next to him.

"I don't know. I don't know." He said, as though he were crying out for help.

"I'm here, okay? Just hold on to me. I won't ever let go."

And he did just that. We both moved so that we were sitting on the floor and he took me into his arms, clutching my shirt tighter than I ever thought possible and just cried. His sobs brought tears to my own eyes and soon we were both crying. Once he realized this, his head immediately snapped up, tears still falling down his face, "Look at me…" he said, quietly, but my head automatically raised. Wiping tears away from my eyes, he continued, "Please don't cry. I don't want you to hurt."

"That's not going to happen. You're hurt and when you hurt, so do I."

"I'm going to make it through this. You just wait and see."

"I have all the faith in the world in you, but it's going to get worse before it gets better."

"It's already getting better. You're here." He said, kissing me ever so lightly, but filling the kiss with so much passion that a smile entranced my lips. "Oh you liked that, huh?" he asked, pulling away, a sly grin now upon his face.

"A little bit more than I should've." I replied, giggling.

"Thank you so much for being here." He said, placing his head against my own.

"You would've done it in a heartbeat." I replied, giving him a more forceful kiss, but one still filled with immense passion.

"Wow." He said pulling away, "I should cry more often."

"Please don't. I hate having to be the strong one."

"You might have to be for just a little bit longer. I have to tell you something." He said, sitting up and pulling me into his chest.

"What's wrong?"

"Because she died…" he stopped, choking up a little before he continued, "We're moving to where my dad's family is."

"In New Jersey?"

"Yeah. In New Jersey."

"While I'm still here in California." I said, letting it all sink in.

"While you're still here in California.

As soon as he finished that sentence, I burst into tears, "Why now? I still need you. I need you here with me, not across the nation."

"I know. I know. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do."

"Stay here, with me."

"I would love to, but you know I can't do that. I need to be with my family right now, but I want to make this work. You know that I meant every little bit of what I said last night, I love you and I am going to marry you someday. So we're going to be together forever, no matter how far apart we'll actually be."

"Okay. When are you leaving?"

"My dad wants us to leave today. He says that he can't stand to be here anymore."

"You can't leave today!" I shouted while standing up, forgetting that I was still in a hospital.

"I have to. I can't say no to my dad after all of this. I don't want to leave. You believe me don't you?"

"Yes. I can see it in your eyes. You have to call me every day."

"I wouldn't count on anything less…"he said, intertwining our fingers together, just so he could bring me close to him.

"I'm going to miss you."

"I'll miss you more." He replied, now placing his forehead upon my own.

"I highly doubt it." I said, kissing him lightly while smiling into the kiss.

After pulling away, he continued, "This is going to work, okay? Nothing will tear us apart."

"Nothing…" I repeated.

"I'll talk to you soon. I love you."

"I love you too." I replied, bringing him in for one last kiss before he had to leave.

I tried to remember the feeling of his lips against my own, each part of them that made them fit o' so perfectly. I wanted this feeling to never subside as I placed my hands behind his neck and connected them, while I moved my fingers up and down the back of his neck, causing him to smile. He then placed he fingers into the belt loops of my pants to bring me even closer to him, before wrapping his arms around my waist. I was in love and as soon as I knew it to be true, it was being ripped away from me. A few seconds before pulling away, he lightly bit the bottom of my lip. We pulled away smiling, knowing that we would be talking in a few short hours. He gave me one last hug and kissed my cheek before pulling away and holding onto my hand.

"Nothing is going to change. You know I would never lie to you." He said, bringing my hand up and kissing it lightly, before letting go and walking into the elevator, before the doors closed and he left.

Because I moved, no matter how much we didn't want it to happen, our relationship was strained. The time difference made it so it was impossible to call her before I went to school, making the only time we could talk nights before I went to bed and weekends. We never were able to actually see each other and I missed the feeling of her lips upon my own. I didn't love her any less, but the feelings felt so foreign to me that I didn't know what exactly to feel. I decided to call her tonight, even though as I sit here right now, I regret ever making that phone call...

I ran up to my bedroom, immediately jumped onto my bed and picked up my phone, pressing 1. A ring following close behind.

"Hello!" she answered, excitedly.

"Hey." I replied, "How are you doing?"

"Great now... I miss you."

"I miss you too. How did your day go?"

"School was okay. I still can't believe that it's only a few months until we graduate."

"I told you we'd make it."

"Don't act like I didn't believe you."

"You doubted though..."

"No, I didn't."

"Okay. Drop the subject." I replied, noticing that she was getting increasingly mad.

"Fine." she answered, silence filling the empty spaces in our words.

"So, have you thought about which college you're going to after being accepted to so many places?"

"I told you that I want to go where you want to go."

"But I got accepted to 2 places you didn't apply to."

"Don't tell me..."

"Babe, I really want to go to Georgia Tech."

"You promised that we'd be together after high school." she whined.

"I know, but there are such great opportunities there."

"There are great opportunities at the other places you were accepted too as well, including your girlfriend."

"I don't know."

"You're acting as though I didn't get accepted to other schools besides the ones both of us did."

"But I'm not going to stop you from going to any of those other schools."

"Fine. I'm going to NYU." she settled.

"Ok." I replied, nonchalantly.

"You're not even going to plead with me to go someplace with you?"

"No, it's your decision."

"No, it's our decision. It's our future."

"Then make a decision already, okay!"

"You don't need to yell at me." she replied.

"I'm sorry, okay? I really want to go to Georgia Tech."

"I want you to come with me."

"I can't do everything you want..."

"Everything I want... what the hell. You do what the hell you want to do, whether it be move to New Jersey, skip a weekend coming down to see me, or pick your own college. What have you done for me?"

"I've loved you and stayed with you and..."

"Wait, wait wait. You love me and stay with me, for my own sake?"

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"But that's what you said. What is wrong with you tonight? You're acting like, like, I don't know what, but maybe we shouldn't go to the same college."

"Thank you."

"We wouldn't even be having this fight if your mother wouldn't have gone off and died..." she mumbled, not knowing that I heard.

"You don't know what today is, do you?" I said, beginning to break down.

"What are you talking about?"

"I JUST HEARD YOU! Why the hell did you bring my mother into this?" I yelled at her.

"I didn't know you could hear me."

"Well, I could hear every single word. What's today?"

"I don't know."

"Then go find a calendar and check..." I yelled again. Silence filled the phone while she went to go look.

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry. I didn't know."

"You should've known. The most painful day of my life, you have no right to disrespect my mom like that!"

"I forgot, okay? How was I supposed to remember the exact day you're mother passed away?"

"Because you love me! Because you should know the days that have made me the person I am today! Because you fill up more than half of those days! Because without you I'd be nothing and now you just went and ruined it all!" I finished, breaking down into tears.

"I already said I was...it was my...do that...you...will...me."

"What did you just say?"

"I...that...fault...didn't mean...forgive."

"Baby, I just can't hear what you're saying. The line's breaking up..."

"Or is that just us..." she mumbled again, not knowing that the message was perfectly clear.

"Wait! I just heard you."

"You heard that..."

"Loud and clear."

"Shit. Sorry."

"No, I'm sorry, for wasting your time all these years. I think that you need to hurry up and decide what the hell you're going to do with your life and find out whether or not that involves me!"

"I..."

But I didn't wait to hear her response. I hung up on her. I hung up on the only person I had ever loved. And I shouldn't have.

He didn't wait to hear my response. He hung up on me. He hung up on the only person he had ever loved. And he shouldn't have.

Why did I say forever, if in a second forever would be out of our grasp? I said it because I meant it, because I want it to come true. Because when I see my future, I never see anyone else, but her. Because her lips mold to my own, as if made just for me and only me. Because if there was anyone I'd want to die for, it'd be her. Because if nothing else in the world were here, but her, I'd know that it would be okay...

Why did he say, 'I love you' if he knew that in a second it could be over? I know why I said it... I said it because I meant it, because I want it to come true. Because when I see my future, I only see him, no one else. Because his lips mold to my own, as if made just for me and only me. Because if there was anyone else I'd want to die for, it'd be him. Because if nothing else in the world were here, but him, I'd know that it would be okay...

Realizing, my mistake, I tried to call again, but it went straight to her mailbox: 'Hey, it's me! Not here right now, leave a message. I love you babe and that will never change so call me back. Everyone else... we'll see' and then I heard her giggle, the one that made my world spin round. I heard the giggle I would never hear again and decided not to leave a message because that's when I knew it was my fault.

Sitting on the floor crying, I saw him calling my phone again, but I let it roll to my mailbox: 'Hey, it's me! Not here right now, leave a message. I love you babe and that will never change, so call me back. Everyone else... we'll see.' and then I giggled, the one that made his world spin round. He didn't leave a message and I decided not to call him back because that's when I knew I had broken us apart.

Three stories caused us to get to this point. Two different people made this story happen. And One relationship is left hanging... On The Line.

A/N: So, hopefully you can see, why this will be a two-shot. How do you want to story to end? Do you want true love to prevail? Or would like to see it crumble. It's all up to you guys! So please review! Also, when you review, if you have a song in mind that you would like to be the song that inspires the 2nd part to this two-shot add it in there, it could possibly be my next inspiration. I also take requests regarding other song-fics. So, if you would like for me to write you a song-fic, message me or leave a comment on this story or one of my others and I'll get back to you ASAP. Hopefully you liked this story enough, to go check out my page and read some of my other stories. Thank you for reading and I'm looking forward to hearing from you.

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