Title: Like Heaven (Sequel to "Watching Her Sleep")
Rating: PG-13
Length: 478 words
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own Mitchie or Mikayla. They belong to "Camp Rock" and "Hannah Montana", respectively.
Note: Written in second person from Mikayla's POV.

When you wake up, it's definitely Sunday, and you both definitely have the day off. Mitchie's already awake and in the huge bathroom. You can see her putting on her make-up from bed. She's been keeping it light lately, which makes you happy, because it's definitely a sign that she's happy.

You push yourself up into a sitting position and lean back against the cushy headboard. You watch Mitchie in front of the mirror with a little smile on your face. She's so careful with her make-up; it's cute. Everything about her is cute and just...perfect.

Still, you decide it would be funny to annoy her a little bit.

"Mitchie! Are you done yet?" you call out. "I'm boooored."

Though clearly surprised, Mitchie doesn't miss a beat. Still brushing on her mascara, she calls back, "Almost done, babe. Hold on."

"But I hate waitingggg," you whine. "I want my Mitchie-cuddles." You push your bottom lip out in a practiced, Kim Possible-style puppy-dog pout. Mitchie caps her mascara, puts it back in her make-up bag and turns just in time to see this.

"Awwww!" She smiles and pads towards you, smiling. She crawls onto the bed and leans in to kiss you. Goal accomplished, you lose the pout and smile, placing your hands on her cheeks and closing your eyes as her lips meet yours. It feels like heaven.

You move your hands from her face down to her hips. With some coaxing, you manage to ease her into a more comfortable snuggling position between your legs, and then you envelope her in your arms as she pulls away from the kiss.

"So...we're meeting Samantha, Robert, Nick and Jamie for lunch today. Then we're on our own again," Mitchie tells you. You nod, nuzzling her cheek with your nose. Her skin feels soft against yours. You change the angle of your head and press your lips against her neck, right against her pulse point and suck gently. She moans, and you smirk. You move up her neck to her jaw, then take her lips with yours for the briefest of moments.

"Kayla..."

"Mm?" You place your lips on her earlobe, and she bites her bottom lip. You cover her mouth with yours again, and she starts biting your bottom lip instead of her own. You gasp, and your mouth opens, letting her slide her tongue inside. She grabs the collar of the plaid shirt of hers you're wearing and pulls you even closer.

You pull your mouth away from Mitchie's and tangle your fingers in her freshly straightened hair. Your eyes meet, and you kiss the tip of her nose.

"I gotta get dressed," you whisper.

"I can help you with that," Mitchie whispers back, finger nimbly unbottoning the top button of your shirt. You grin, cup her face and kiss her hard. It feels like heaven.

END.