So this is Chapter two. I know it said that I had finished this story, but then I heard the song Your Biggest Fan by the Jonas Brothers and I thought this was the perfect situation for it. I just had to write this. I hope you like it. I don't own any of the characters or the song. Thank you for reading. I did alter the song a bit so it fit the guys. Thanks again. Bye.

So it's official, Matt and I are definitely a couple. We had no trouble telling the gang. Apparently we are seriously blind because when we told them they were all like, 'yeah we know, duh'.

It's been almost three months and I really couldn't be happier. Everything in the world is just going good for me right now. There have been some really close battles with our digimon and the fate of the world, but we all pulled through alright.

Everyone is good. T.K. And Kiari have started dating. Davis was crushed, but I think he's getting over it. Matt and I are both watching them very closely. I mean they're only eleven. Nothing else huge has happened lately besides that.

Matt is perfect and our relationship is awesome. It's like we took our lives as best friends and then amplified it by like 100%. I love being with him and I just love everything that's going on right now.

Except...

Okay, so you know how Matt's like a super rock star. Well since we've been dating, I've been showing up a lot more at his concerts. Well we never... You know... like kiss or hold hands in public. It's purely because of his image and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize his career.

Well the problem is that Matt's fans aren't exactly blind. I mean, I'm not certain they know who I am, but they definitely know that I am always with Matt. I go to almost all of his concerts, I'm always back stage with him, and he has mentioned me once or twice as his best friend when he's on stage. And I'm not exactly worried that they'll find out, but I don't want some deranged groupie finding out about our relationship and telling the tabloids. We already have enough trouble with the paparazzi.

What's even more odd is the way that Matt's been acting lately. I know I said he's been perfect, but even perfection has some interesting quirks, apparently.

We've been in the United States because of Matt's touring. Did I not mention that? Yeah, it's been pretty awesome. I've never been here before, but so far the US is a pretty cool place. Anyway, Matt's been on tour and he invited me along. It's the summer term at home right now, and that means no school for us. What I didn't know was that the kids here in the US have like 3 whole months off for summer. We only get a few weeks, but since Matt has a career to uphold, we probably won't be back in time for the beginning of the fall term. Which I am totally ok with, by the way. No school and more time to spend with my amazing boyfriend. Yeah, I'm extremely stocked at the moment.

Except...

Okay, I know I have to stop doing that. I mean, everything can't be alright if I keep saying except, right? Well, who ever had that on their mind, is right.

Matt's been acting really... um... odd? No, weird... um strange as of late. He does weird stuff when ever I'm around, and it's starting to freak me out. For example, the other day him and I were in our hotel room watching some weird show about this blonde chick that sings and stuff, but the weird part was that Matt and I weren't really watching the show. I mean, I was but Matt kept walking in and out of the room, and he kept looking over at me.

It's a weird look, that he doesn't give me often, but every time he does... well, it looks like he's staring at a hard math problem that only Izzy, Joe, or Cody could figure out. It's not that I don't appreciate being stared at, but it is a little... creepy.

And that's not the only weird thing. There'll be times that we're on the tour bus, and everyone's just hanging around talking and stuff, but Matt'll be in the back of the bus doing something in one of the rooms, what's weird is that every time I walk back there to talk to him or something, he starts trying to hide whatever he's working on, he gets like really nervous, and his personality goes from normal, sulky, emo Matt to even worse sulking, emo Matt. Gotta tell ya, not a pretty picture. Unless of course you like Matt in Uber emo mode. Which I do, but still.

I don't know... What if he's doing this because of something I've done. What if it's my fault. That's probably it! He doesn't love me anymore, and he's doing all of this weird stuff, just to avoid being around me. He probably thinks it was a mistake saying that he loved me, and he probably wants to end it. Oh god, this is like the worst thing ever. Oh great now I'm at one of his shows and I'm starting to cry... again!

I can't believe this. The last show of the tour in a city called Los Angeles and I'm in the backstage tearing up. I must look like a retard.

Maybe I'm over reacting. Yeah, maybe I'm wrong about all of this. I'm usually wrong about stuff, especially important stuff. Yeah, I'm just wrong. I mean, what could I possibly have done that would make him stop loving me? Sure, I'm kind of obnoxious some times, and I do talk a lot, I have been pushing for Matt to just recognize us as a couple in public so we can stop all of the hiding, I point out the total obvious quite a bit, and I'm admittedly kinda stubborn, but that wouldn't cause someone to stop loving me... would it?

Oh man, this sucks... I took a perfectly good relationship and turned it into my own personal Hell. Sweet, and now I'm crying again. Perfection.

I know! Maybe it's not me at all. Maybe it's this country! Matt loved me and everything was fine, until we got to this country. Maybe America has cursed us and they frown upon our relationship so it's trying to make us break up by making Matt all angry and emo!

Or maybe I've had too much caffeine and I should just try to calm down and come back from paranoia before someone sees me like this. Okay... tears dry? Check. Face streak free? Check. Matt still on stage? Check. Alright, I can get through this. Just one more song and the tour is over. One more song and we say goodbye to Los Angeles and this love hating country.

Just stay calm.

Wait... what is Matt doing? Why is he waving at me to come out on stage? I don't know... I feel some form of stage freight coming on, but he does look serious. And happy. Which is odd. Alright, I'll do it.

So I walk out on stage and Matt already has two chairs set up. One of the chairs has his guitar beside it, so I sit in the other chair. I look up at him with a 'Babe, what the Hell is going on' look. And he just chuckles slightly before turning with his microphone to address the crowd.

"Alright everyone, we have a special treat tonight for the last song of the American tour!" Matt says into the mic. Everyone screams loudly and claps. I just sit there like an idiot, and stare out on the thousands of people watching my boyfriend. I am going to puke.

"Now," Matt continues as he walks over to where I am and sits across from me. He picks up his guitar somewhere in the process. "I'm sure if you've been following the news stories and tabloids about the tour, You've seen this guy with me for probably almost every shot."

Matt looks over at me with one of those corny, 'I've got a surprise for you, but I failed to mention it earlier' smiles.

I'm still a little stunned that I'm on stage with my boyfriend and he is risking talking about us in front of all these people. Not to mention... wait... are those tv camera's? Is this televised? What does that say? International Television Broadcasting? International? What?

Okay, forget the tv stations, forget the thousands of screaming fans, it's glaring time. I mean, it would be glaring time, if he would wipe that adorably cute smile off of his face. Damn, him and his looks.

"I don't think I've really got to introduce him yet, and I would really like to." Matt says taking a deep breath and staring to my eyes instead of at the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to my best friend and boyfriend... Tai Kamiya."

I... did he just say... did he... He called me his boyfr-... he called me... boyfriend.

My eyebrows have disappeared underneath my unruly hair line, and I feel like a total douche just sitting here with my mouth wide open.

The crowds reactions weren't much better. Some of them are cheering, while others are glaring pure daggers of hate toward me. If looks could kill, I would be flamed broiled right about now. I think I even heard a few of them yell, 'I knew it!' or something like that. But that's not what's got my attention. No, what I'm staring at is my boyfriend. My crazy, insane, some times moody, amazing, boyfriend who just leaned over... and kissed me.

He kissed me. In front of all of these people. On international television. He kissed me. Oh, boy.

Then he starts talking again. "The reason I tell you this is because:

1. I love him.

2. I really wanted to.

3. It's not often I get to surprise him, and

4. I have something to show him."

I'm still beyond speechless at this point, but that doesn't stop Matt from strumming his guitar a few times for tuning and starting his brand new song.

I never thought I would, did it

Never thought I could

I did it like that, did it like this

Did it like everybody knows

That we got something real, shorty

I know what I feel

So shout it like that

Shout it like this

Listen up, everybody knows

But you, here it goes

Okay, this is new and unexpected. Not to mention holy crap these lyrics. When did he have time to... Oh. All the avoiding? That was this? Wow, do give awards for being as stupid as me. No? They should.

Cause I never really noticed

Took a while for me to see

Playing back the moments

Now I'm starting to believe

That you could be at the show and know everyone

But it's you who makes me sing

I know where we are and I know who I am

Baby, I'm your biggest fan, oh

He's my biggest fan? Aww, he called me baby. I can't believe he wrote this for me. Wow, so he really does love me. Cool. I mean, more than cool. But wow...

Listen, every time you smile for me

Takes me a while to bring myself back

Cause you're all that

And I just had to let you know

that I'm screaming out in the crowd for you

I can't be too loud but I don't care

I let 'em all stare

I just want everyone to know

The truth, it's only you

So that's what this is. He wrote this song at the beginning and all through this tour, knowing that he was going to reveal our relationship. Ok. A little heads up would have been nice, but honestly how can I be mad at him. He wrote me a song, and is singing it on live, International television.

Best. Boyfriend. Ever.

I never really noticed

Took a while for me to see

Playing back the moments

Now I'm starting to believe

That you could be at the show and know everyone

But it's you who makes me sing

I know where we are and I know who I am

Baby, I'm your biggest fan

You showed up and you looked so classy

Made me think twice 'bout the way I was acting

You were real from the start of it all

Like a dream came to life, now I'm left in awe

Stars shine but your light is the brightest

Love flies but your love is the highest

You're so sweet that it drives me crazy

A summer like no other, you're my L.A. baby

Oh wow, he rapped that. And you know what? It sounded really good. I loved it. And L.A. Baby? I'll ask him about that later.

I never really noticed

Took a while for me to see

Playing back the moments

Now I'm starting to believe

That you could be at the show and know everyone

But it's you who makes me sing

I know where we are and I know who I am

Baby, I'm your biggest fan, oh

Baby, I'm your biggest fan, oh

I'm still staring at him all stupid like, but at least I'm smiling... I think. Either that or I'm crying and I really hope it's the former. Really hope. But I'd be ok if it were the latter, truth be told. I'm just really happy right now. I don't care.

That you could be at the show and know everyone

But it's you who makes me sing

I may not know where we are but I know who I am

Baby, I'm your biggest fan

And just like that, the song is over, but the feeling didn't go anywhere. He really does love me. Wow, again.

"I love you, babe." Matt says above the roaring of the crowd. But this time, there is no heated glares or threats of death. It's nothing but cheering. These people are actually happy for us. Awesome.

"I love you too." I say standing up to my full height and this time I kiss him in front of thousands of people, and live international tv. I simple don't care if they watch.

And that was the end of the tour. Matt did his bows, he pulled me offstage holding my hand, and we went to go get ready to leave. We both knew it would be a little hectic to get back to the cars, and we apologized early for all of the extra work we were creating for Matt's bodyguards.

But it was worth it. Matt's tour was finally over. Everyone now knows about our relationship, and at least people here in Los Angeles understand it. I found out just how much I was over reacting and Matt wrote me a beautiful new song. All in all... good month.

I loved it. I love America. I love Los Angeles. But most of all I Love Matt, and he Loves me. Because apparently He's my biggest fan. Sweet.

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