I woke up to "Sexy Back" blasting from Mitchie's cell phone. She groaned it and grabbed it sleepily from the nightstand. She checked the caller ID and pressed talk.

"Hey, Trish…"

I think Trish was one of the girls in her band. During the drive back to the hotel last night, she'd told me about them, but I was internally freaking out too much to comprehend what she was saying. I'm really not the kind of guy who takes a girl home the same night that he meets her, contrary to the rock star image.

"Shit…okay, listen, I can fix this, okay? Stop yelling at me, it's going to be fine. Just trust me, okay? Give me a chance to…okay, yeah, I'll see you then. Bye."

Mitchie hung up the phone and muttered something I couldn't understand. She wrapped one of the sheets around her body and got out of bed, heading for the door.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

That was a stupid question. Obviously, something was wrong. Was she just going to leave in a sheet? I watched her open the door, but instead of leaving, she picked up the newspaper and came back inside. She sat down on the bed again, flipping through the pages until she found what she was looking for.

"Dammit!" she said angrily.

I looked at her, confused, waiting for her to tell me what was going on. She noticed and turned the paper so I could see the gossip section – a big picture of her, straddling me, with a drink in one hand and the other in my hair…and me with my hands on her ass. I smiled despite myself, thinking back to the night before.

"Stop smiling," she told me angrily. "This is horrible."

Wow, she was quite the drama queen. I can think of a million worse things that could have happened.

"It's not that bad…" I started.

"Yes, it is," she assured me. "You don't understand."

I took the newspaper from her and set it on the floor so she couldn't look at it anymore. She actually looked pretty upset, which surprised me. I don't know why, it's not really like I knew enough about her to know how she would react. I guess she just seemed like the kind of girl who just didn't care.

"Then help me understand. What's the big deal?"

Mitchie sighed. "I know you've been 'out of touch' in your tour la-la land or whatever, but…I guess I've become the new 'bad girl' in the media. I just…I don't like everyone to know my business, ya know? The other girls finally got really pissed off about it and told me that the next time I did something like this…I was gone. And this picture makes me look like a slut. And even though I can drink here, I'm not old enough to at home, so I'm sure the press will give me plenty of shit about that…"

I nodded understandingly. We had the same situation with Shane a couple years back. It was really hard for me and Jason to deal with – I can only imagine how it was for Shane to get that kind of ultimatum.

"How long are you staying in London?" she asked.

"Um…I think we'll be here for about a week? We just kind of wanted a break after the tour before we have to get back to work," I explained.

"You don't have a girlfriend, do you?"

"No," I replied a little defensively. It bugged me a little that she thought I might be the kind of guy who would sleep with someone else when he had a girlfriend. But I guess that's part of the rock star image, again. Did that mean she could have a boyfriend? I hoped not.

Mitchie looked at me for a moment before finally speaking. "Look, I know this is really unfair of me to ask you…but, do you think you could just, like…pretend to be my boyfriend for a few days? Just while we're both in London, so that this isn't a big deal. If we told people that we'd been secretly dating for a couple months, nobody would care that we were kissing. People will get over the fact that I was drinking even though I'm not 21…hopefully, at least, since I'm legal here. And then, when we go back to LA, we can 'break up'. If you don't want to, I understand, it's just that…"

"I'll do it," I interrupted her.

I don't know why I agreed. The last thing I needed was to be associated with a 'bad girl'. My publicist was going to kick my ass. But despite that…despite the fact that she was my total opposite, that she was not my type at all…I wanted to get to know her. If I was pretending to be her boyfriend, we'd have to spend more time together so that people would believe it.

Her eyes lit up and a grin spread across her face. "Really?"

"Yeah, why not?" I smiled, trying to shrug it off so she couldn't tell that I was kind of freaking out inside again.

She kissed me. "Thank you."

Wow. I hadn't expected that. I get to do more of that as her fake boyfriend, right? That's definitely something I could get used to.

"No problem."

She jumped out of bed and started pulling on her clothes from the night before. God, she was beautiful. I really didn't want her to leave.

"I have to go meet the girls for breakfast…but do you think we could meet up again later tonight? I mean…we should go on a date or something, right? So the paparazzi will see us together," she suggested.

I got to take her on a date? This just kept getting better and better.

"Yeah, definitely," I agreed. I grabbed a pen and pad of paper from the nightstand and scribbled my cell phone number down. "Give me a call when you're free, and I'll come pick you up. I mean…that's what boyfriends do, right?"

She smiled at me graciously, taking the piece of paper from my hand. "Thank you so much."

I nodded and walked her to the door. "So, I'll see you later?"

"Yeah," she replied. "I'll call you."

"I'll be waiting," I joked. Okay, it wasn't a joke at all, but I didn't want her to think I was creepy so I made it sound like one. "Bye."

Mitchie waved at me and stepped out into the hallway. I watched her make her way to the elevator before I closed the door. I had a few hours to figure out where to take her tonight, and I wanted it to be perfect. I picked up my cell phone and pressed one of the speed dial buttons. Shane, Jason, and I were supposed to meet for breakfast anyways, and hopefully they would be able to help me come up with some good ideas.

A/N: Thanks to cherryblossomjen for suggesting I allow anonymous reviews. I didn't even think about that! And thanks to everyone else for reading so far. I have a basic idea of where the story is headed, but if you have any suggestions, I'll take them! Please review!