Mitchie POV-

I look over at the sleeping Shane and a small sigh exit's my lips. I miss him, you know what I mean? I brush a piece of hair out of his eyes, carefully trying not to wake him up. I shut my eyes and grab the photo album off of the end of his bed. I flip through the pages, or try to, but it is just to hard so I shut it tight, and look over at the dark haired Popstar. He sleeps soundly and I find myself scooting closer to him. I look at the clock to find that it is in the wee hours of the morning. My mother told me it was okay and that I could stay here with Shane, but I was sure that she would tell me I could anyways. I let out a yawn and pull a blue fuzzy blanket over my lap, lean my head onto Shane's shoulder and then softly fall asleep.

...

"Mitchie?" I open my eyes to find Shane looking at me and see that we have only been asleep for a few hours because it is only 3:00 in the morning.

"Shane is something wrong?" I question my brain switching into panic mode.

"No I just can't sleep, sorry I woke you up, you can go back to sleep if you want to." I shake my head back and forth.

"No it's alright." I reply looking into his eyes.

"Can I ask you a question?" I nod.

"Of corase you can Shane." He takes a deep breath and looks at me in the darkness of the hospital room. I just nod, because it sounds like it is something important.

"Do you miss me?" I look at him.

"What?" I question with a light laugh.

"Do, you miss the old me?" I give him a serious look.

"Shane, I'm just glad your okay. You will remember though, the doctor's said this is probably tempory."

"Probably." He whispers looking down at his hands.

"Shane look at me." He turns up to face up to face mine. "You will remember everything okay."

"Okay." He whispers almost child like something that makes me want to cry.

"Come on it's late we should get back to sleep Shane." He nods and shuts his eyes as I lay my head back onto his shoulder. I glance at him once more with a smile on my lips.

...

I get up from being beside Shane and I asume the other's have not gotten here yet, besides, it is still before nine in the morning. I look back over at Shane who is still asleep and I smile. I grab my bags that I brought with me and make my way into the bathroom. I quickly change my clothes into a pair of red capris, a white top with a red heart in the center and my white sandal's, I quickly brush my hair and do not care about not wearing very much make up. I make my way back out to Shane's room and plop my bag in a chair. He is still asleep, but when I walk in he opens up his eyes.

"Hey sorry did I wake you up?" I question and he shakes his head. Good.

"No it's okay besides, this could be your payback for me waking you up last night." I roll my eyes.

"Whatever Popstar."

"It's rockstar to you Mitchie." I find myself laughing after he says that. Glad to know he got his sense of humor back.. I think as I plop back down beside him in the hospital bed and he does not seem to mind at all. Good. I smile at him and he smiles back at me.

"Do you feel alright?" I question.

"I feel fine Mitch will you stopping worrying.."

"Hey I'm your-" I stop myself and he looks me in the eyes.

"Girlfriend." He answers for me and all of a sudden, my eyes go wide. I stare him in the eyes and he offers me a tiny smile.

"This is real this is me I'm exactly where I'm supposted to be now.." His voice trails off and he suddenly grins at me. My eyes go wider and I smile too.

"Oh My God!" I say throwing my arms around his neck. "You rememered?"

He nods because yesterday he had never heard that song.

"How much?" I question.

"Up until Connect Three was on The Tonight Show."

"So you remember our first summer?" I ask with my mouth now agape.

"Yes." He says bringing my lips in for a kiss, but something tells me this time will go slow, but until he remember's everything we will make new memories as well..

...

I look over to my mother as we sit in the hotel room together eating our dinner. Caitlyn, Nate, Charlie, Sarah, and Jason all went back to the hospital to see Shane and I am not really complaining I miss my alone time with my mother these days. She looks at me with a smile, but then her face grows into a serious look.

"Mitchie, I leave to go back to Camp Rock day after tomorrow and I am giving you a choice you can come with me or stay." I look at her and set down my fork on my plate.

"Mom I am going to be honest with you, as much as I love Camp Rock it won't be the same without Shane being there and he is getting better because today he remembered our first summer, I want to stay here with him mom because if something else happens and, I just want to be here." She nods and gives my shoulder's a light squeeze.

"Okay sweetie you can stay here, I trust you." I smile.

"Thank you mom." I say hugging her back just as tightly.

"Mitchie I know how much he means to you and I know that this is hard now, but trust me it will get better." I nod and go back to my food, every once in a while glancing at my mother with a light smile on my face. I know that Shane will get better than he is now, but I also do know that this is going to take some time to help it all get better, because he is going to get better sooner or later, and I am staying here with him until he does not matter how long it would take it to. I look back over to my mother who smiles at me with her wide, white smile. I just nod and send a silent prayer to God about Shane because he will get better. He will and I will make sure of it.

"Sweetie it's getting pretty late do you want to go to bed?" My mom asks me two hours later, the clock reads eleven and I just nod. It. Is. Late and I am very tired.

"Yeah I'll go in a minute mom." I answer as she nods and leaves the room.

I open up my phone messages and read through all of Shane and I's texts. I feel tears rolling down my cheeks, but tell myself that this is stupid and it probably is, but this is so hard, very hard. I slowly text him and press the send button.

Feel better Popstar, I miss you.

And I do.