This is my first fanfic. Please be nice. And yes, it is a Smitchie oneshot.

A/n Don't own Camp Rock or Homeless Heart by Jennette McCurdy. Wish I did. (Don't we all!)

It's been a year since Camp Rock. After Final Jam, just as promised, Shane and Mitchie had their canoe ride. Paparazzi caught them together just as Shane asked those si special words,

"Mitchie, will you be my girlfriend?"

Mitchie was thrilled! She had been waiting ever since she realized she loved him. Mitchie loved Shane!

"Yes! Yes, Shane, yes!" she replied, leaning over the canoe to kiss Shane.

For the first time since Mitchie lied, Shane had a smile that actually reached his eyes. He couldn't believe he had his Angel.

But a lot of things changed over a year….

Two months later, Mitchie was signed on a three-year contract with Vine Records in Hollywood. Everyone was excited! Connie was so proud of her daughter, and Shane was pleased to find out that Mitchie was going to be touring with Connect 3. Little did they know about how Mitchie was really feeling…..

Shane couldn't believe it. How could he not have seen it? Mitchie always seemed happy after she got the deal. When did it all start? He asked himself. He looked back, searching for that memory. Then it hit him. It was that song.

Homeless Heart

He could hear her singing again…

FIVE MONTHS AGO…(Shane POV)

"Ready Mitchie?" I asked my beautiful girlfriend.

She turned and looked at me, blushing a little bit. "Yes, but instead of 'This is Me' can I perform a song I wrote awhile ago? I been wanting to sing it but I didn't want to mess up the schedule."

I smiled. We were in New Jersey, (A/N have no idea where they really are from…) Mitchie's home state. "Sure," I told her. "It would be perfect since your mom and dad are here, along with Sierra and Caitlyn,"

Sierra was Mitchie's best friend from school. I met her after we (Connie, Mitchie, and I) returned from Camp Rock. Caitlyn was our best friend from Camp Rock. Connie surprised us by inviting her to NJ.

Mitchie returned my smile, and leaned in for a kiss, when speakers interrupted.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, get ready to rock!!! Please welcome Mitchie Torres!!"

I pecked her cheek, and gave her a push, "Break a leg!" I teased.

"Very funny," I heard her mumble.

I just smiled.

"Hey guys!" I heard her shout. The crowd roared back. "Okay, lets get started. I'm going to do something different. I wrote this song for couple of people who are special to my heart. You guys know who you are! This is called 'Homeless Heart'"

The music started playing. And I stood there, listening, not getting the real meaning.

She sang. Her Angelic Voice:

Lonesome stranger

With a crowd around you

I see who you are

You joke, they laugh

Til the show is over

Then you fall so hard

I realize now. Mitchie loved her fans. I know she did. But there were times she wanted to be normal. And to not worry about going outside and being mobbed.

If you're needing

A soul-to-soul connection

I'll run to your side

All those times she asked for my help. She was scared. I didn't know. I was her soulmate. I never ran to her side.

When you're lost in the dark

When you're out in the cold

When you're looking for something that resembles your soul

When the wind blows your house of cards

I'll be a home to your homeless heart

Open close me

Leave your secrets with me

I can ease your pain

And my arms will be

Just like walls around you

Come in from the rain

We had our share of secrets. She had secrets with her parents. Caitlyn. Sierra. Nate. Jason.

We loved her. We wanted to protect her.

I couldn't.

If you're running

In the wrong direction

I will lead you back

She ran the wrong way. I never got to lead her back.

When you're lost in the dark

When you're out in the cold

When you're looking for something that resembles your soul

When the wind blows your house of cards

I'll be a home to your homeless heart

Broken

Shattered like a mirror

In a million pieces

Sooner or later

You've got to find

Something someone

To find you and save you

How could I not see it? What kind of boyfriend was I? She was broken up from drugs. It was the only escape she had. I lost her.

When you're lost in the dark

When you're out in the cold

When you're looking for something that resembles your soul

When the wind blows your house of cards

I'll be a home to your homeless heart

When you're looking for something that resembles your soul

When the wind blows your house of cards

I'll be a home to your homeless heart

I'll be a home to your homeless heart

(NOW)

Mitchie, forgive me. I now know I'm your home to your homeless heart. I'll never forget you.

Mitchie Torres

August 20, 1992- October 6, 2009

Loving daughter, granddaughter, and friend.

"This is Me"

A/N Please, please, PLEASE be Nice! Like I said its my first Fanfic! And yes it is Demi Lovato's real Birthday…. I didn't want to pick a random day. You can review if you like. NO HATE COMMENTS!!!!!