I hope that you are enjoying this story, I hope you are, because I am enjoying writing it, who saves Mikayla, where is she now

I hope that you are enjoying this story, I hope you are, because I am enjoying writing it, who saves Mikayla, where is she now? Keep reading to find out!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Mitchie, Mikayla, Selena or Demi, however I do own Harri!!

Chapter 2 (Mikayla's POV)

I opened my eyes to a ceiling that I didn't recognise, looking down I realised I was in a double bed. Letting my eyes adjust to the amount of light I sat up in the bed and looked around the room. It was turquoise and chocolate brown. The bed sheets were cream and chocolate brown, the floor was a laminate wooded floor and the curtains were turquoise. However they weren't drawn. The room was large, and the largest wall was just glass, before I got up to look outside I looked around the room. One wall behind me in which the headboard of the bed was up against was brown and the other two walls were turquoise. The bed was on the wooden floor and on the left there was a desk on the glass window, with a Apple Notebook on it. There was a trunk at the end of the bed and on the right there was a wooden wardrobe that took up the whole wall. Down near the end of the bed there were two stairs going down to the lower part of the room. In which the opposite wall from the one behind me had a huge flat screen TV on it, with a white corner sofa going up against the large window, and then round so I could only see the back of it. I could also see a large Hi-Fi with a iPod in it…

I climbed out of the bed and then realised that I only had a bra and my underwear on, looking around I saw a dressing gown on the end of the bed, which I put on… what had happened last night? And then I remembered, Dallas, the thugs, that girl – was it her that had saved me? I walked over to the glass window and looked out, only to realise that I was in an apartment, not a house, I was still in LA, because I can see the sea and other large buildings… I looked around the room again and saw a door, so I walked over to it and opened it.

I gasped as I saw the rest of the house… it was just as grand as the bedroom. Looking to the right I saw the front door. And a blank wall with a few pictures on. I was standing on a balcony, a walkway - which had a lot of doors in the wall around it, which I assumed must lead to other rooms - that went around the room, which was huge… the living room had a laminate flooring, white sofa's and plants. There was also a full sized pool table, an air hockey table and a huge hi-fi, with a rack of CD's. There was a huge TV in front of the corner sofa and chairs, a coffee table that had a white laptop on it. There was a kitchen at the same height as the walkway, at the opposite end of the room from the front door. It was only two sides to it, on the right and the back so that wherever you were in it you could look out over the rest of the house… there was an island in the middle, and another glass wall a little way behind it, which I assumed must lead to a balcony. There was a table on the left of the platform which had six chairs around it… it was all the same colour scheme as the bedroom, a professional must have done this.

A noise in the kitchen alerted to me that I wasn't alone. It was the girl from last night, except now she was wearing pyjama shorts and a tank top, showing of long slim brown legs and at least three inches of her flat toned stomach, her hair was pulled loosely up into a ponytail, except that she still had a side fringe. She turned around when she saw me,

"Hey, morning, how are you feeling"? she asked,

"I feel great actually, thanks, um, do you know where my clothes are"? I asked, feeling rather strange, standing here in this stranger's kitchen in a dressing gown, which I can only assume is hers.

"Yes, they are in the wash, I took th liberty, sorry, I wasn't perving on you, no matter how gorgeous you are, and I'm going to stop talking now" she said, flashing me an award winning smile. I smiled back and let out a chuckle…

"No worries, thank you"

"Do you want a cup of coffee, I'm just brewing some more"

"um, ok then please, black, three sugars"

"No Problem" she replied pouring out two mugs before going to the table and beckoning me to sit with her, she slid the coffee across the table to me for which I took and gratefully took…

"So, thanks for saving me last night, all I remember is I was taking some money to my friend, I gave it to her, and then those goons grabbed me, and then you turned up"

"That's, about it, then you passed out and so I brought you back here"

"Well, I'm grateful, God knows what would have happened if it wasn't for you, I might have ended up in China, or Switzerland…" we laughed, "so, I don't think I know your name, I think introductions are needed"

"OK then" she said, leaning across the table and extending her hand, for which I shook, "Although, I already know who you are, Mikayla Gomez, star of 'Wizards of Waverly Place'"

"That's right, but what about you"? I asked, sliding my hands around the mug and taking a sip…

"Harriet Taylor, although everyone calls me Harri, with an 'I' not a 'Y', your typical neighbourhood rescuer… saves damsels in distress, especially pretty ones like you" she smiled. I blushed and took another sip of my coffee, I had met a real good charmer…

"thanks" I said, "But you're really pretty too, but your not from America are you, tell me about you, seeing as you probably know about me"

"Everyone in America knows about you, biggest teen star since Miley Stewart… but yes, I'm from England, good old rainy England… I'm here as an Interior Designer… I designed this house… I don't have any contact with my parents, I'm single and I'm 19, same age as you"

"Right… Harri, can I ask you a question"?

"Sure, fire away"

"Now, you seem like a very nice person, I mean you saved me, but last night, when you was talking to that guy, he was shaking, he seemed scared of you, why"?

"I… have a reputation, I'm not all squeaky clean"

"What sort of reputation"?

"I'm not good, in fact I'm the complete opposite…"

"Oh, carry on" I pressured, feeling intrigued,

"Maybe you'll find out one day" she said, looking me in the eyes, and then I saw all the pain that hid behind the smile, I wonder what she had done, why had she stopped talking to her parents… PARENTS, CRAP, I need to let my mum know where I am, I told her I was meeting up with a friend for an hour, and that I'd be home at 10.30. 10.30pm that is, not 10.30 am…

"Oh crap" I said, "Can I borrow you're phone? I need to call my parents to let them know where I am"

"I called them last night, I talked to your mum, I got your number from your mobile that was in your jeans, I'm sorry if I did the wrong thing, but I know how parents can get" she said, slowing down my beating heart, and I breathed a sigh of relief…

Harri's POV

I nearly laughed when I saw how much of a relief it was to Mikayla when I had said that I had called her mum I hadn't actually called her, she had called me. Well not me, but her daughters phone at about midnight. I hadn't been able to reach the phone in time, so I had called back, and the conversation we had…

Flashback

"Mikayla, is that you"? said a frantic Mrs Gomez,

"Um, No Mrs Gomez, my name is Harri Taylor, I was out with your daughter tonight and she had a little bit of a fever and she passed out, so I brought her back to my apartment"

"What, is she OK"?

"She's fine, she's asleep now"

"How do I know I can trust you, Mikayla has never mentioned you before"

"I think if I was going to abduct your daughter, I don't think I would have called back"

"But"

"No buts, I can't make you trust me, but you're going to have to… I will make sure that you have your daughter back tomorrow by 12 noon"

"OK, I don't know why, but I feel as though I can trust you"

"OK, you have my word, see you tomorrow" and then I hung up…

End Flashback

I told Mikayla about this little phone call and she laughed,

"So how did you get me back here"?

Flashback

After the goons had left, I noticed the girl started to look a bit light headed, and she startd to fall towards the ground, so I ran forwards and wrapped my arms around her… I then picked her up bridal style and carried her up to my car… I lay her across the back seat, driving slowly, not wanting to get fined for speeding, and them finding an unconscious girl in the back seat, again.

Pulling up outside my block of apartments, I leant over the back seat and picked her up again, pushing the door shut with my foot, I walked into the building, luckily, there wasn't very many people about as it was nearly midnight… getting into the lift, I pressed the button for the top floor and waited until we arrived. Opening the door to my apartment, (with some difficulty, try opening the door with an unconscious girl in your arms. I pulled her clothes off when we reached the spare room and lay her in the bed before I turned the light out and went to bed myself…

End of Flashback

Mikayla's POV

A little while later, we were heading down the stairs to her car, climbing in I gave her my address and then we spent the journey singing along to different songs.

When we pulled up outside my house, she climbed out with me, and walked me to my front door. When I asked her why she was doing this, her reply was, "Well, cant have anything happen to my little star"!

I knocked on the door, and it was opened seconds later by my mum, who pulled me into a hug. Harri was just about to leave, and then my mum saw her and pulled her into a hug, and I laughed because Harri's face was a picture…

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, you said that you would bring my baby home, and you did"

"Yeah, if you'd excuse me, I've got to get home" she grinned at me before she left, and I watched as she drove away, I was lucky she was there, and now to explain to my mum, great!!

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