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Now, let's move on to the chapter!!

Mikayla's POV

"You and Mikayla are on the front page!"

"What?" I gasp as I hear what her mother is saying. I grasp the newspaper out of her hands and read the article.

MITCHIE TORRES AND MIKAYLA GOMEZ CAUGHT KISSING!

There was a lot more going on in the week the two BFF's spent at Mikayla's hotel. A very sneaky journalist caught the two kissing in the pool! They looked really cozy and were so caught up in each other that they didn't even notice he took a picture. What do you think of this new Hollywood couple?
You can read your answers in next week's edition!

"Mick, I'm sorry, I should've warned you about the journalist. I saw him..."

"No." I cut her off and she looks at me. Surprised. "I also didn't stop kissing you when I noticed the flashlight going off and I still don't regret it."

She smiles as she looks down to the ground, an obvious glow of read coming to her cheecks. I walk over to her and take her hands in mine. "I meant what I said. I love you, Mitchie and I'm not running away from this, but if you want, we can lie to the paparazzi, saying the picture is photoshopped."

"I..."

"Oh, girls." Mrs. Torres interrupts her daughter. we focus on her mother as she holds out an envelope. "I almost forgot you got a new letter."

Mitchie silently thanks her mother as she takes the letter. She opens it and reads it out loud.

"Dear Mitchie and Mikayla

I saw the article and I would just like to say sorry about the paparazzi. They had no right to snoop in your business like that. Even so, I encourage you to not lie to the press now that it's out. It will only be a bigger deal if you deny it. I can personally say my friends were like 'wow, I never knew. Cool!' when they read the article. Even my friend Jen who's the most conservative had no problems with it. Anyways, best of luck guys, and as always, love you both. Yay you!

Kitty"

We both blink away a couple of tears as she finished reading. The article had just been out and we already got a fanmail saying they were totally okay with it. It's just too good for words. Suddenly, Mitchie starts to speak again after she read the letter over and over again.

"Mick, I... I don't want to lie to the paparazzi. I love you so much and reading this letter has really made my choice easier to just... Tell the truth."

I smile at her words and pull her in a warm hug. Mitchie pulls back from the hug, only to give me the sweetest kiss I've ever had. Her mother sneaks out the room, feeling like she is no longer needed.

"Let's go to McDonalds." I whisper against her lips. She pecks me again before entertwining her fingers with mine and leading me outside. We decide not to take the car and just go by foot. We actually hope to run into some paparazzi so we can answer all their questions. It issn't too long before a couple of flashlights are going off. I immediatly change my mind. I wish we didn't run into some paparazzi.

"Mitchie! Mikayla! When did you realise you were feeling for each other?"

"Mitchie! Who told who?"

"Mikayla! What about your carreer?"

"Mitchie!"

"Mikayla!"

My mind is racing at the questions. My ability to speak is lost. Noticing this, Mitchie breaths in and turns towards the paparazzi, silencing them by raising her hand.

"I would just like to say that I love Mikayla. I've realised I've been in love with her from the day I met her. I know that seems ridiculous, but it's true. I can't believe what I'd do without her. She's the sun in my life, she's the inspiration to my music and she has the key to my heart. There's no better way to say it, but if I have to say it better... No words are good enough. So..."

She stops her rant and just gently presses her lips to mine. Showing just how much she loves me. I can't hide the tears that slowly make their way to my eyes, but I try to keep them from falling as I find my ability to speak again,

"I would just like to thank a fan for all of this. If it wasn't for her, we would be inside, hiding from everyone. Her letter really warmed our hearts and encouraged us to face all of this. So instead of writing a letter back, I'm going to verbally reply. Kitty, You're an amazing fan and I really hope everyone else will react the same way you did. You have a heart of gold and an amazing mind. Take care and God bless."

The paparazzi thanks us and we continue walking to McDonalds.

The next day, I wake up to feel Mitchie's arms wrapped around my waist and I realise I couldn't be any happier than in that moment. I try to get up, hoping not to startle my beautiful girl. I smile proudly as I was standing next her bed and didn't wake her up. I quickly change into some comfortable clothes, tiptoe out of the room and make my way to the kitchen. Just when I was about to go upstairs to bring my love breakfast on bed, I hear my name being yelled and the door of the bathroom being slammed.

I run upstairs to find Mitchie leaning over the toilet.

"Oh!" I gasp as I quickly take her hair and hold it up. I gently run my hand up and down her back as she spits it all out. She slowly sits up straight. "Sweetie, are you..." I don't even finish my sentence as she leans back over the toilet. "Oh, okay, never mind, just let it all out."

Finally, she can sit up straight and I take a towel, making it wet and putting it to her forehead.

"Sweetie, are you okay?"

"Yeah, morning sickness, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry."

"No, I'm sorry for being pregnant and just.."

"Hey!" I cut her off as I pull her up after she cleaned her mouth. "Listen to me, you have nothing to be sorry for, got it? I just want to catch the bastard that did that to you."

She turns around to face the mirror, avoiding my eyes. She slowly whispers,

"I just feel so embarrassed. I feel so used... I... everytime I think about it.. I..."

I slide my arms around her waist from behind and rest my chin on her shoulder, giving her a light kiss on the cheeck. I understand that you feel like that, but the only way to overcome that is to have him locked up. AND if that's not enough, I will kick his sorry ass back to where he..."

A hand cuts me off as she chuckled.

"I was going to cut you off by giving you a kiss, but seeing as I just puked I didn't think that would be so tasty."

I laugh as her sudden change of mood and grab her hand to lead her to the kitchen.

"I was going to bring you breakfast on bed, but seeing as you were leaning over the toilet, I change my mind."

I say, imitating her tone. We both burst out in laughter as we start to eat our breakfast. The doorbel interups us and Mitchie offers to open it. Hearing no complaint from me she goes to open the door. I suddenly regret not complaining as I hear her voice calling for me.

"M...M...Mick!" She yells as she runs back into the kitchen. "It's him!"

In no time, the anger takes over in my body as I run towards the front door. I regret my decicion once again when I'm met with something not so pleasant.

The next chapter won't take so long! I promise! Please review, they keep me going. ;)