A/N: This was kind of hard for me to write, but after several hours of thinking, I think I finally got it. Enjoy!


THREE MONTHS LATER….

"Mitchie, let's go already!"

Caitlyn forcefully grabbed my hands and pulled me out the door.

She sighed, "C'mon Mitchie. Were only going to the mall."

"I told you I don't want to go."

"Okay, let's take a quick recap here." I rolled my eyes, but she continued, "I came here to visit my best friend and all I find is some five months pregnant girl who refused to go out into the public just because of her appearance?"

I kept silence, knowing she was right.

"Look, I understand why you hate going out. I know people stare at you, but you've got to get out and get some fresh air. Think about it. You'll get to enjoy yourself and it's good for the baby." She trailed off into another idea, "Talking about your baby, do you know its gender?"

"No, I want Shane to be with me when I find out." I said. "And it's not like I don't want to go out, it's just that, well, I get enough humiliation in school. I don't need to go out to where a lot of adults will stare wide eyed at me and think I'm some slut."

Caitlyn softened up, "Oh, Mitchie. Do you really care what other people think?"

I didn't answer. As a matter of fact, she was right, but you can't just avoid those stare especially with my humongous belly. At five months, my big belly was very visible through any shirt I wear. I had to change into sweatpants now that my jeans don't fit anymore.

"Mitchie, look at me." She grabbed my shoulders. "Do you think you're beautiful?"

"Well…"

"Just answer me."

"Yes." It barely came out, but she heard it loud and clear.

"Good. Now, let's go and have fun. Ignore them and live like a real teenager should. It's a thanksgiving break and we should enjoy every bit of it. Alright?"

She smiled.

"You're right." I smiled back.

It's also been three months since Shane left for Oregon. Since then, he called me every single day, checking to hear if I'm alright. I was almost close to recording my answer every time he called. Every day feels like a year of waiting for him and now that it's getting near, my body just aches to be with him. Sometimes, he sings me to sleep using my cell phone. Then he would jokingly ask to place the cell on my stomach so he could sing to our baby as well. It was funny, yet romantic and that's what I mostly love about him.

Dad, on the other hand, is doing better at talking to me. At times, he would avoid my eye contact and since then, the whole house has been really quiet. But I understand him though. It's really hard for him as the father to know that his teenage daughter is pregnant. So I do the best I can to create connections with him.

Mom has been really great despite all of this. She made sure I get enough nutrients to stay healthy or else, Shane will continually bug her about it on the phone.

"So what do you want to do first?" Caitlyn asked as we entered the Lakeforest Mall.

The mall was crowded, as usual, full of laughing children, casual adults, and grumpy seniors. Where do I fit in? Sloppy teenager with a bump the size of a small watermelon, but I tried not to think about it. Caitlyn's right. I should still enjoy my life.

"Umm…I don't know. I haven't been to the mall in a long time." I admitted.

Caitlyn glanced around. "How about we shop for clothes?"

"Clothes? I don't think I could fit in to any of the normal clothes anymore."

"Okay, then, let's go to a maternity store."

"But…" I complained.

"Remember what I said?" Bringing her arms on her hips. "It's what the inside counts, not the outside."

"You never said that."

"Well, I am now so let's go."

Caitlyn, once again, dragged me through the crowd. As I glanced around the area, people stared at my big bump, but I ignored them as much as I can. Caitlyn held tighter at my hand as she noticed me looking around. I avoided people's contacts and instead, I kept my eyes on the floor.

It's only been half an hour since Caitlyn started rummaging through the maternal wardrobe and my credit card is near to reaching its limits. From pajamas to fancy dress, Caitlyn has basically found a whole closet of it.

"What do you think about this one?" She held up a pink maternal shirt with cute laces around it.

"Don't you think this is enough to last me ten more pregnancies?" I asked. "Not that I want ten more pregnancies in my life. It's just that I don't need all of this."

"You want the best for Shane, right?"

"Well, yes, but that is so irrelevant right now."

"Yes, it is. When Shane sees you in these outfits I chose for you. He'll go head over heels." She said excitedly.

Unfortunately, I did the opposite. He's already over heels, I thought.

"You do realize that I can only wear these for four more months."

"I know, I know, but they're just so cute and anyways, you have to look pretty tonight."

"Tonight?" I caught her last word.

"Oh, did I say tonight? I meant every night and every day."

The rest of the day moved quickly. Caitlyn insisted that I wear one of the fancy clothes already for no reason why and I actually gave in. What can I do? The girl made me into a Barbie doll. Caitlyn wanted to stay a little longer and buying more clothes, but I lied and told her my credit card is full already which is half true. Then she wanted to use her credit card, but I knew her parents would only throw a fit if she spends more than her limit. It was enough that they allow her to visit me.

Wind chills crept through my spine as we got out into the cold winter weather. I zipped up my oversize jacket, warming up my body.

"Oh no!" Caitlyn exclaimed.

"What?" I asked worriedly.

"I think I forgot my cell phone at one of the stores." She rummaged through her purse, but didn't find what she wanted.

"Do you want to go back?"

"No, I'll go. Stay here and I'll be back as fast as I can."

She didn't wait for my response and found her way into the mall again. I stood blankly under the cloudy sky, waiting. The one thing that struck me though is that Caitlyn never used her cell phone inside the mall. Did she get it out when I wasn't with her? Nah, I didn't leave her side.

Just then darkness indulged my vision and a large pair of hands covered my mouth. I tried to scream, but the hands gripped tighter, stopping me from making even the tiniest sound. The next thing I knew, I was being dragged away into God knows where. Why was no one helping me? Don't they see a pregnant girl getting kidnapped? Fear swallowed me into the dark hole, incapable of exiting this vicious trap.

Soon after, I realized I was in a car. The door slammed and the car drove away fast. Where's Caitlyn? Did she see me in time? Who are these bastards? I tried to move my hands, but noticed they were tied as well. Who the heck would want to kidnap me? Who would save me? I immediately thought of Shane. Shane would rescue me. He would kick these bastards and send them to jail. Wait 'till they get a piece out of my boyfriend! But Shane's not here. No one would be able to save me.

The hands finally released me as soon as I realized we were far from the public.

"Who the hell are you?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

They didn't answer.

"Where are you taking me?!" I demanded again.

Again, I had no response, but I heard a giggle. It was a familiar giggle, but my mind couldn't pin point who. I gave up, knowing I couldn't juice out any information. I was scared, but I wasn't scared of dying. I was scared for my baby's life.


After driving for about an hour or so, I started to think we would never get to our destination. It wasn't until the car had finally stopped and a pair of hands gripped my shoulders, leading me out of the car. The night was getting colder by the minute, but I ignored the raising goose bumps all over my body.

The ground, I realized, were wood chipped like. We must be in the mountains. Why the heck would they take me here? I felt breezes from the nearby trees and splashing water against the cold hard rocks. The place felt familiar, but when have I been here?

Soon, we were walking down the wood chipped ground. From the sound of the footsteps, I realized they were only two of them walking with me. After a while, the wind breezes disappeared and I felt myself step over a hard rock floor.

The hands released me from its grip, but left me blindfolded.

"Where did you take me? What is this place?" I asked.

But, once again, they didn't answer. I felt them move away, but not before untying my hands. Then, they were gone. I slowly removed the blindfold, suspense creeping inside my body.

The next thing I saw made me jump out of my soul.

I was in Camp Rock.

There I was standing on the Final Jam stage alone. I scanned around the place, in taking ever corners of the place. Memories of Camp Rock swarmed in my head, smiling at the things I remembered. I could still hear the crowd cheer as Shane and I finished off our song. It was truly the best summer of my life.

Next, a strong stage light beamed at me.

Then I heard his voice.

"If the heart is always searching,


Can you ever find a home?"

I took a quick 360 around the place, but found no on. Where was he?


"I've been looking for that someone,


I'll never make it on my own


Dreams can't take the place of loving you,


There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true."

And there he was. At the other end of the stage stood the man I love so much, singing his heart off to his true princess.

"When you look me in the eyes,


And tell me that you love me."

My body wanted to just run to him and kiss him all over, but I paced myself. Soon, the both of us slowly walked towards each other, closing the long awaited space between us and I realized tears were already running wildly down my cheeks.

"Everything's alright,


When you're right here by my side
."

Then I was next to him; the smile vivid in his face. He was the boy I missed and longed for three whole months.

"When you look me in the eyes,


I catch a glimpse of heaven."

He wiped away the tears from my cheeks then I felt my hands fly right on top of his, rubbing it under my soft skin.

"I find my paradise,


When you look me in the eyes."

He finished off the song in a whisper. My face was just inches away from him and I felt his cool breath silently trail down inside of me. Without a word, he placed his soft lips on mine. He broke off, leaving me wanting for more, but I just stood there, admiring the beautiful man in front of me.

"You're back." I whispered to him.

"I am and I'm never leaving your side ever again." He placed me in his arms, noticing the big bump in front of me. "Before Camp Rock, I was a jerk; a big jerk. Then I met you." He poked my nose, smiling. "You changed my life, Mitchie. I find comfort from you that I could never find anywhere else. You know why? Because you are my life."

I felt tears welling up in my eyes again as he said those last words. Shane drew a small box out of his pocket then knelt down on his left knee. Oh, my god. For one second, I couldn't breathe a thing. As I stared into the blue velvet box, my eyes grew wider and wider by the second.

"Mitchie," He said softly. "Are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?"

As he opened the blue velvet box, a ring with a large diamond in the middle with two other small diamonds in its side shined brightly against the light. I gasped at the big rock that lied in front of me, but more importantly, to the man who held it. Girls have always dreamed of this moments and I was finally getting mine with my true love.

A couple seconds has passed and not a word escaped my lips.

"In other words…." Shane trailed off. "….Will you…marry me?"

I was still speechless.

Shane, worries starting to fill his eyes, said, "Look…Mitchie…I know it's too early…"

"Yes!" I cut him off. "I mean, I'm willing to marry you anywhere, anytime."

His smile touched his eyes as he gently slid the ring into my finger. Luckily, it was the perfect size and it fits perfectly into my yet another perfect night. Shane, then, slid his arms around me and gazed at my eyes.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too."


A/N: I'll try to get another chapter up tonight, but I'll have to get enough enthusiasm to write so please, please help me get that by reviewing. Oh, and the song earlier was by the JONAS BROTHERS, "When you look me in the eyes." I don't own it.

With Love,

Lay