DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. I do not own Hannah Montana or Camp Rock. I do not own Before the Storm by Jonas Brothers.
One Month Later
Mitchie's POV
"Welcome to Rio." Mikayla reads a sign outloud. Today we are in beautiful Rio de Janeiro, Brazil because tomorrow I have my first show in South America since I was released from rehab a year ago. My management was kind enough to let me bring Mikayla for the trip and she's having the time of her life already and we barely left the airport.
"I can't believe you've never played here." I say as I look at my overly excited girlfriend.
"No one ever wanted me to come." She says as she looks at me. She brings her arm around my shoulder and brings me closer to her.
"Well I'm glad we're here together, I want to spend as much time here with you as possible."
"Your wish," She says as she lightly kisses my cheek. "is my command."
"I might have a surprise for you tomorrow." I say with a sweet smile.
"Sex?" She asks lowly so the driver doesn't hear.
"Maybe... But that's not the surprise."
"Well now I want to know..." She pouts.
"You have to wait!"
"Tease." She says as she looks away. I rest my head onto her shoulder as the drive continues. Fifteen minutes later, the driver pulls up to a hotel where a crowd of fans are anxiously awaiting my arrival. I can hear them singing my songs at the top of their lungs and Mikayla smiles. Even though they can't see me through the tinted windows, they know I'm here.
"Let me give your heart a break." They sing loudly to me as Mikayla opens the door. She steps out first and waves at the crowd who immediately goes crazy. I bet they didn't expect her to come with me. She sticks out her hand for me and I quickly take it.
"Hello Brazil!" I yell to the crowd when Mikayla helps me step out of the vehicle. She brings her hand onto my back and leads me over to the crowd.
"Mitchie, inside." My manager yells over at me as she steps out of the other car. She has a look on her face which suggests she'd rather I not go against her. Mikayla whispers something in my ear then leaves to talk to my manager.
"How are you guys?" I ask the crowd of fans that are currently gushing over my presence. "My name is Mitchie."
"We know." They all laugh.
"Just thought I'd introduce myself." I say. I quickly begin to sign autographs and take pictures with as many fans as possible. After a while, Mikayla returns by my side with a huge grin.
"She's giving you five minutes." She says as she kisses my cheek and steps back.
"You guys know my girlfriend, right?" I ask, pointing back at Mikayla.
"We love you, Mikayla." The majority of them scream.
"Aw, I love you too." She blushes lightly and then looks over at me with a smile.
"Can I get a picture of the both of you?" A little girl asks in broken english.
"Mikayla and I?" I ask looking back at my girlfriend who is currently on her cell phone, probably texting someone.
"Yes, I love you two." She says with a smile.
"Babe, she wants a picture of us." I say to Mikayla who looks up at me. She puts her phone away and steps closer, wrapping her arm around my waist much like she always does. The young girl snaps the picture and we separate.
"Alright guys, it's been fun but I have to get going." I say with a wave. The crowd chants my name in hopes that I can stay but I know my manager would be pissed if I stayed longer.
"Your fans are crazy." Mikayla laughs as she wraps her arms around my waist from behind and rests her chin on my shoulder. We walk like this over to the lobby where we wait to get our room key.
"My south American fans are always amazing." I say with a chuckle.
"So do you want to relax for a while or go straight to touring the city?" She asks.
"I'd like to tour it first, then we can go to the beautiful beach." I say with excitement.
"Okay, baby." She kisses my cheek before taking the room key and leading us up to our room.
"I'm going to change and then we can go." I yell out to her from the hotel bathroom.
"Don't forget your bathing suit." She yells from the front and instantly I feel my stomach drop.
...
"Babe, please! Let's take a picture in front of it." I beg Mikayla as we near the large Jesus statue. I've been dragging her around all of the city trying to take pictures.
"Can't we sit down for one second?" She asks as she stops, causing me to stop with her.
"Come on we're right here." I point up to the statue and she rolls her eyes.
"I hope you realize how much I love you." She says with a gentle smile as we walk closer.
"Ma'am, picture please?" I ask a lady beside us who is staring up at the statue.
"Of course." She smiles. She looks like she's a tourist too. Mikayla and I position ourselves so we can get the statue in the picture too. She holds me close to her as the lady stands back and takes a few shots.
"Perfect!" She says as she hands me back my phone.
"Thank you so much, ma'am." I say as I look at it.
"That's a good picture." Mikayla comments as she looks over my shoulder.
"I'm going to tweet it." I smile.
mitchietorresofficial: making memories with the love of my life mikaylagomez
"That's very sweet." Mikayla smiles as she watches me write my tweet. When I put my phone away she wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me into her, looking down into my eyes. "I love you, pretty girl." She whispers before kissing my forehead.
"I love you too." I reply before quickly bringing our lips together.
"I love those lips." She gushes as she pulls back and takes my hand. "Would you like to head to the beach?"
"Sure." I say nervously but she didn't catch it.
We walk the entirety of the way from the statue to the beach, it's a long walk but we refused to take a ride or anything. We wanted to just cherish the time together and talk.
"I think we should move here when we retire." Mikayla says when we reach the beach. We walk through the sand in search for a spot.
"In like fifty years?" I ask with a chuckle.
"Whenever it is." She says. "It's beautiful, I would love to raise my family here."
"With me?" I ask slowly. The idea of Mikayla and I one day having a family really made me stop and think. I stop in the middle of the beach and just stare at her.
"With who else?" She asks looking around. "Oh..." She looks down then shakes her head.
"Oh what?"
"I get it... You don't want to have a family with me." She says her voice sounding shaky.
"Are you crazy?" I laugh. "You're the person I want to do it all with. I want to marry you, I want to have a family with you, I want to see the world with you, heck I even want to die with you." I say as I take her chin between my fingers and make her look at me.
"Then why did you stop like that. It seemed like you were affected by what I said." She pouts.
"Because I am... but not in the way which you're thinking." I say with a chuckle. "It's just that I've never been with someone where I've actually thought about our future together."
"I'm sorry I brought it up." She says.
"No, don't be." I say. "I'm actually glad you did. I'd love to raise our family here too."
"You're just saying that."
"Believe what you want then, baby. But I'm being completely honest when I say that I do want to spend the rest of my life with you."
"Now that I believe." She smiles at me. We continue to walk again until we reach a perfect spot to settle down. Mikayla lays down two towels onto the sand while I scan the area for the people. The place is full of beautiful people, mostly girls looking really good in their swim suits.
"Mmm, let me see that cute bikini you're wearing." Mikayla says when she finishes organizing our stuff. I was too caught up on people watching that I didn't notice her go from her outfit to her bikini. She's looking amazing, no that's an understatement. She has the most perfect figure and the bikini she's wearing is doing it justice.
"Damn it, Mik." I smile at her as my eyes freeze at her chest area. The top of her swim suit is light purple and doing a decent job of holding up her perfect breasts. If people weren't around i'd probably have to remove it.
"What?" She smirks.
"You look... tempting." I said trying to find the right words without sounding like a horny guy.
"And you're wearing too much clothes." She takes a step towards me and begins to pull at my shirt.
"I can't." I frown.
"Aw, baby, why?" She gives me a pout but steps back. She knows how insecure I am, so she knows not to continue if I don't want to.
"I look nasty." I say as I look down.
"What the hell are you talking about, you always look beautiful."
"I don't want people to see me."
"Hey, where's my confident girlfriend?" She steps into me again but this time she places both hands on my waist.
"She'e hiding behind the insecure one." I shrug.
"There's nothing you need to be insecure about, you are gorgeous from head to toe."
"You're supposed to say that."
"No I'm supposed to say things like 'yes you look good in those jeans' but I prefer to say more meaningful things like Mitchie, you're the most beautiful girl at this beach."
My heart melts at Mikayla's words. I look her in the eyes then muster up the courage to remove my shirt, followed by my short shorts. Mikayla's eyes don't leave my body as I continue to strip into my bathing suit.
"Exactly as I suspected." She smiles up at me.
"What?"
"You look stunning." She takes my hand and kisses it lightly.
"Do I really?" I look down at myself and can't help but feel disgusting.
"Baby, you see these girls?" She points to the plethora of females that are currently at the beach, the ones I had been intimidated by seconds ago.
"Yeah." I reply.
"They've got absolutely nothing on you. Seriously, they don't compare. They're all pretty.. But none of them are as beautiful as you." She lights up.
It's amazing how easily Mikayla can make me forget my insecurities, how easy it is for her to make me feel confident. "Thanks, I needed that." I say as I peck her lips.
"Race you to the water?" She asks before taking off.
"Mik!" I scream out as I chase after her. She makes a dash towards the water and I follow behind. The second my body touches the water I freeze over the contact.
"You okay?" Mikayla asks as she notices my eyes widen.
"It's... cold." I let out through my teeth.
"No it's not." She laughs and wraps her arms around me from behind. "You need me to warm you, sweetie?"
"Yeah." I pout. I feel myself warm up to Mikayla's hold. After a few seconds she pulls away so I turn to look at her.
"Better?" She asks.
"Perfect." I smile. She turns around and begins to play with the waves. I scoot closer to her, placing my hands in front of me.
"Babe." Mikayla frowns. "You look perfect." She tells me as she moves my hands and wraps our fingers together.
"No, you look perfect." I tell her as I bring our hands up and kiss her.
"I want to spend the tonight loving you." She whispers in my ear.
"You might just get lucky." I say with a chuckle.
"I'm already lucky.. I have you."
"Where do you get these sayings from?"
"My heart, Mitch." She smiles.
"If you keep saying things like that then we can keep the party going all night long." I wink.
"Did you just quote your own song?" She laughs.
"Kinda." I blush.
"Have I told you lately that you're a dork?" She unwraps her hands from mine and steps into me. Her hands find my waist and I wrap my arms around her neck.
"I'm not a dork." I say as I roll my eyes.
"Uh huh!" She grins, her eyes are full of love.
"But I'm your dork, right?" I ask.
"For forever." She replies quickly. Our lips instantly come together as her hands slip down to my ass. She keeps them there as we kiss, forgetting that we're in a public beach full of hundreds of people.
Next Day
Mikayla's POV
"I'm so nervous." Mitchie says as she begins to jump up and down in her dressing room. I'm currently sitting on the couch, admiring her.
"There's nothing to be nervous about. You're used to this." I tell her. She's been acting strange lately, and I don't understand why.
"You're right." She says as she finally stops.
"I always am." I smirk at her.
"Are you going to watch?"She asks.
"No, I came to South America with you so I wouldn't watch your performance." I say. She's so adorable sometimes.
"I don't need your sarcasm, Mikayla."
"Of course I'm going to watch! What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't?"
"The bad kind." She sits down beside me on the couch and looks me in the eyes.
"I would hate to be a bad girlfriend to such a beautiful girl like you." I take her hand in mine and bring it onto my lap. "You're going to rock it out there and I'll be watching from backstage."
"I wouldn't want it any other way."
"Mitchie, are you ready?" Her manager bursts through the dressing room door and asks.
"Let's do this."She says getting up.
The two of us follow her manager towards the side of the stage where she's supposed supposed to wait. I step over to check my phone, making sure my plan is set for later tonight when I hear Mitchie whispering with her manager.
"Yes, got it covered. Just give the signal." Her manager nods.
"Signal for what?" I ask as I stand beside my girlfriend.
"Um... For when I.. Um.." She stutters out.
"For when she has to go on." Her manager says.
"Mitchie, what are you hiding from me?" I place my hands on my hips and look at Mitchie.
"Nothing."
"Babe, don't lie to me."
"Gotta go!" She says as she grabs hermic and steps out. I know she's hiding something from me, it's obvious.
"Brazil!" Mitchie walks out onto the stage and begins her show. "It's a pleasure to be here tonight. My name is Mitchie and let's get this party started!"
Mitchie begins her set with one of her old songs, Get Back and the crowd goes wild. They're full of energy tonight, not missing a single beat and probably making her feel amazing. Occasionally, she shoots glances over at me and I give her a small smile. Her set continues and after a while I see her give a signal to her manager.
"Damn Brazil, you have been treating so nicely today. I think it's time I give you guys a small surprise, you okay with that?" She asks into the crowd. "Alright, well i'm sure many of you know by now but i'm currently in a relationship with one of the sweetest, most amazing girl in the world. You wouldn't mind if I bring her out here tonight, right?"
My eyes widen as Mitchie's manager pushes me onto the stage. When she let's go of me I walk on by myself and make my way over to my girlfriend. I blushing so hard right now, i'm sure even the people in the nosebleed seats can see it.
"Today is our eight month anniversary and I know a lot of people don't really celebrate their anniversaries by month, but me, I prefer to cherish every single day I get to spend with her." She says until I reach her. When she notices me there, she turns her body to face me, looking me dead in the eye as she speaks to the crowd. "Mikayla Gomez is probably the strongest girl I have ever met. She's the perfect girlfriend. I love her, I truly do and so tonight I have a special surprise."
The lights dim down and a video begins to play behind us. Mitchie has her acoustic guitar in hand as she begins to play a song that goes with the video which features pictures of the two of us.
It's just you and me
And there's no one around
Feel like I'm hanging by a thread
It's a long way down
I've been trying to breathe
But I'm fighting for air
I'm at an all time low
With no place to go
But you're always there
When everything falls apart
And it seems like the world
Is crashing at my feet
You like me the best
When I'm a mess
When I'm my own worst enemy
You make me feel beautiful
When I have nothing left to prove
And I can't imagine
How I'd make it through
There's no me without you
No me without you, no no
You hear what I say
When I don't say a word
You are my rising sun
You're the place I run
You know how it hurts
When everything falls apart
When everything falls apart
And it seems like the world
Is crashing at my feet
You like me the best
When I'm a mess
When I'm my own worst enemy
You make me feel beautiful
When I have nothing left to prove
And I can't imagine
How I'd make it through
There's no me without you
No me without you
There's no me without you
No me without you
And when you say 'baby, it's gonna get better'
I believe you
And I wish that somehow I could see me
The way you do
With my imperfections
You think I'm perfect
When it's not easy
You make it worth it
When everything falls apart
And it seems like the world
Is crashing at my feet
You like me the best
When I'm a mess
When I'm my own worst enemy
You make me feel beautiful
When I have nothing left to prove
And I can't imagine
How I'd make it through
There's no me without you
No me without you, no no
No me without you
No me without you, no no
Mitchie concludes her song and the video ends in unison. I stand there beside her with my mouth open and in complete amazement. This was the last thing I was expecting. Mitchie sets her guitar aside and looks at me. "Well?" She asks.
"I'm speechless." I finally let out before the tears begin to fall.
"What did you think Brazil?" Mitchie asks as she brings her arm around my waist. The crowd cheers loudly and she pecks my cheek.
"I love you, Mitch." I finally say. She places the microphone in front of me and I take it from her hands. "You make me so happy, baby."
We bring our lips together for a quick kiss as the crowd begins to gush. She whispers something in my ear that I couldn't quite catch.
"Never give up on love, you guys." Mitchie says to the crowd. "It really does exist."
I step back from her embrace and make my way back to my place backstage. As Mitchie continues, I can't help but think back to the amazing moment I just experienced. I'm brought back to reality when my phone vibrates in my pocket.
Unknown Number: All set, . Your hotel room has been decorated and the room has been charged. If you have any problems please reference the front desk.
I place my phone back in my pocket and smile. Mitchie's had her surprise but now it's my turn to show her mine. The second she steps off that stage, i'm taking her back to our hotel and proving to her just how much I love her. Candles, roses and all.
Song suggestion for this chapter came from iheartDlove. Sorry for the wait, like I said before I've been and will be quite busy for the next few weeks. Don't think I have forgotten :) Review please!
