DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. I do not own Hannah Montana or Camp Rock. Nor do i own What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction.
Mikayla's POV
Mitchie Torres was officially my girlfriend. Can you believe that? The beautiful brunette who is currently nestled in my arms is my girlfriend. Two months ago I probably would have laughed at the idea, only because I never imagined a girl like her could ever like a girl like me. Yes, I'm a bitch and everyone knows that, but Mitchie has been the only one who I let my real self out to. She is the only one I'm willing to hold my tongue for instead of making my usually witty comments.
We are currently cuddled on the bus couch, watching some new tv show. Occasionally she'll look up at me and kiss my lips gently. My hand is drawing circles on her back, soothing her.
"Girls! We're here!" our driver Niall yells from the front.
Mitchie looks up at me and then in an instant is out of my arms, standing in front of me. "We're home!" Mitchie cried as the tour bus came to a stop. The next two days were free days here in Los Angeles before we would continue the tour. Today was technically mine and Mitchie's only free day because tomorrow we had an interview with Ellen. Yes, you heard it right; Mitchie and I would be on Ellen!
You may be thinking, why you and Mitchie? And I don't know why they scheduled both of us at the same time, maybe because we're on tour together. But what I know for sure is that no one in the media has a clue about Mitchie and I. Magazines think we're best friends. To an extent they're actually right... But they don't know that apart from best friends she's also my girlfriend. Sounds awesome doesn't it? Mitchie Torres is my girlfriend.
"So you're still up to coming over right?" she asked me as we gathered out things to leave the bus. Mitchie knew that when I wasn't on tour I usually stayed in a hotel and had offered me to stay with her at her parent's home.
"Of course" I said nervously.
"They'll like you, promise" she said noticing how tense I was.
"It's just that they don't know me like you do. Everyone else see's me as a bitch diva" I admitted.
"Mik, they will like you, don't sweat it!" Mitchie reassured me.
"Do they know we're together together?" I asked.
"Not really." she says quickly. "But we will tell them when we get there."
"Mitch… I don't think your parents would be fond of me staying over for two days if they find out we're together."
"You can sleep in the guest room if you have to!" she said. "And come on, it's not like we don't already share a room." She laughed.
"Fine." I said trying to gain confidence. She walked over to me and kissed my cheek. The two of us descended from the bus and walked over to a black car that was waiting to take us to Mitchie's.
"No need to be nervous." She smiled.
"Right." I nodded. "I'm not nervous." I lied.
"I can see through your lies, baby." She winked and we got into the car.
…
"Mitchie!" her mom exclaimed as she opened the door. She instantly had her daughter in an embrace while the rest of the family came behind her.
"Hey mom," Mitchie laughed. "This is Mikayla." She said pointing to me.
"Hi." I said nervously. I stuck out my hand for her mom to shake but instead she pulled me into a hug.
"Nice to meet you Mikayla." She smiled. "Guys, Mitchie is here!"
"We know mom." Her older sister said as she stood by the rest of her family, watching us.
Mitchie's mom closed the door behind us and we walked over to join everyone. "Mik," Mitchie began. "This is my dad, Eddie. My sister, Dallas. And lastly, my baby sister, Maddie."
"I'm not a baby!" her younger sister said, crossing her arms.
"You are to me." Mitchie said sticking her tongue out.
"Bite me!" Maddie replied. I liked her already.
"Madison!" her mom nearly yelled. "No ma'am."
"Sorry mom…" Maddie said looking down.
"Guys, this here is Mikayla." Mitchie said pointing to me. It's not like they didn't know who I was… they just never formally met me.
Everyone smiled at me and shook my hand, everyone but Dallas. "Hi." She said almost coldly. What crawled up her butt?
"We're going to go put up our stuff in my room and then we can chat." Mitchie told them as she walked over towards the stairs. I followed behind her, awkwardly.
Mitchie gave me a quicky tour of upstairs before lastly showing me her room. It was just as I imagined it. Big and bright, full of posters and pictures. "Cute room." I told her.
"Thanks" she laughed placing her bag on her bed.
"Can I use your restroom?" I asked her. She nodded and pointed to a door that led to her adjacent bathroom. "Thanks pretty girl." I told her.
I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I was still super nervous. As I went to pee, I heard Mitchie talking to someone.
"Hey Dal." I heard he say.
"You're dating her, aren't you?" Dallas asked, almost whispering but I could still make it out.
"W-what?" Mitchie said, probably caught of guard by her sister's straightforwardness
"Come on Mitch… I know you. I know how you are with friends and how you are with the people you date. You can't deny you like her and I can tell you're with her."
"Fine, Dal. Yes, we're together." Mitchie told her.
"I don't trust her." Dallas said.
"Why?" Mitchie asked. "You don't know her."
"I know about her…" Dallas said. "She's not good for you." Ouch, that was a bit of a stinger.
"You don't know her like I do Dallas." Mitchie said almost raising her voice. "Do you think I'd let myself fall in love with someone who would break me more than I already am? She's harmless."
"You love her?" Dallas asked in a surprised tone.
"I do, yeah." Mitchie answered. Aw, she loves me!
"Just be careful…" Dallas insisted.
"You don't have to be so protective of me, Dal. I'm a big girl."
"You know I only do it because I care about you… but if she really makes you happy, I guess I'll give her a shot."
I finished with my business and walked out, pretending I didn't hear anything. "Hey Dallas." I said kindly.
"Hi, Mikayla." She said. This time her welcome was more, friendly.
"You have a nice bathroom, Mitch." I told her with a small chuckle.
"You're so weird!" Mitchie laughed.
"Hey can I speak to you alone?" Dallas asked me. Mitchie eyes darted to her older sister and she just flashed her a smile.
"Yeah, sure." I said. My body went numb, fuck!
"Dallas…" Mitchie complained.
"Just wait outside." Dallas told her. Mitchie got up and walked outside, closing the door behind her.
"So what do we need to discuss?" I asked Dallas as I took the spot on the bed that Mitchie once occupied.
"I know about you and Mitch." She said.
"She told you?" I asked pretending I hadn't heard their conversation.
"She didn't have to." Dallas said. "I know my little sister better than she knows herself."
"Fair enough." I nodded.
"Look, I don't really like you but that's just me judging a book by its cover…" Dallas said. "You know your reputation and you can't really blame me for wanting to protect her."
"I know." I said quietly.
"I want to know you like she does. I want to see what makes her like you… cause I know she can't fall for who you pretend to be." Dallas said. How did this girl do it? It's like she knew me.
"I really like her. I… I actually love her." I tell her. "And I know it's going to take time for you and everyone else to see that. She's the best thing that ever happened to me. She's changed me so much in the last month. There's no denying it."
"I'm willing to start over if you promise to not hurt her. Look at me Mikayla, you fucking hurt my sister…" she says nearly breaking into tears.
"I wouldn't dare." I promised. "I could never."
"You better not." She rolled her eyes. "Anyway, truce?" she asked.
"Truce." I said shaking her hand.
"Mitch, you can come back in now." Dallas said as she opened the door. Mitchie had been sitting on the steps of the stairs and got up immediately when her sister called her. She looked at me with confused eyes but I only smiled.
"Let's go downstairs." She smiled.
I followed Mitchie to the living room when their parents were watching TV. "Hey mom, dad… can we talk?" Mitchie asked as she took a seat on one of the couches. She patted for me to sit beside her and I did.
"Yeah, what's up sweetie?" her dad asked as he muted the television.
"There's something I need to tell you guys." Mitchie said nervously as she rubbed her hands on her thighs.
"You're not pregnant, are you?" her mom asked immediately.
"Gosh no!" she said astonished that her mother would even think that.
"Well then?" her mom asked growing curious.
"Mikayla and I, are a couple." Mitchie said confidently. "She asked me to be her girlfriend two nights ago and I said yes."
"You're what?" her mom asked shaking her heard. She was probably trying to process the information in her head.
"We're together, mom." Mitchie said.
"The two of you? But… she's a girl Mitchie." Her mom said. Thank you for noticing…
"Yes, and I am too… but what does it matter?"
"I didn't know you were into girls." Her dad said as he kicked his feet up on the table in front of him.
"What about Shane? He wasn't a girl." Her mom said.
"Mom, look past the fact that she's a girl… We like each other and that's all that matters." Mitchie insisted.
"This is a huge surprise." Said her mom. "Mikayla, are you treating my daughter like she should be treated?"
"Of course, ma'am." I said. Since when did I use the word 'ma'am'.
"What do you think, Ed?" Mitchie's mom asked her dad.
"As long as my little girl is happy and she treats her with respect… then I don't care." Her dad said. Jackpot, I was liking him.
"I guess there's nothing else to say but okay." Her mom said. "If you're happy…"
"So I can keep seeing her?" Mitchie asked. It's not like she needed her parents consent, but I know how much they mean to her and having their blessing would be a plus.
"Sure." Her dad nodded.
"Yes but with one condition… If she's staying here tonight she sleeps in the guest room." Her mom said. Her dad looked at Mitchie and nodded.
"We share a tour bus mom…" Mitchie said implying that it doesn't matter where I sleep.
"In my house, you will not sleep in the same room." Her dad said giving her a look that shut Mitchie up. She just nodded.
"Okay well we're going to the movies then." Mitchie said.
We got up and went upstairs to get ready for the movies. The two of us were excited to see the new Hunger games movie.
…
"I'll take two tickets to the 8 o'clock showing of Hunger Games please." Mitchie asked at the box office.
"That will be 18.50 please." The cashier said. Mitchie handed her a credit card and then was handed two small tickets.
"Here you go, my lady." She said as she handed me one of the tickets.
We walked in and she led me over to the larger concession line. I guess this is the price we get for coming to the opening day of the movie. Mitchie stood in front of me in line and I saw her shiver a little. "It's so cold in here!" she said quietly so I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, pulling her back tightly against my stomach. I rested my head on her shoulder as we waited, completely forgetting people might see us.
"You're so warm." She said as she swayed from side to side.
"And you're so beautiful." I said to her. She smiled and turned her head a little to face my cheek. I turned my face to meet her and she leaned in to close the space between our lips. This right here, this moment, this was our very first public display of affection.
"Next." I heard someone say as I pulled my lips away from Mitchie.
"Sorry." I blushed as I let go of her.
"We'll take a two waters and some nachos please." Mitchie asked the lady who had interrupted our moment.
"Here you go."
"Thank you." Mitchie said handing the lady her credit card. "Shall we get going?" she asked as she took back her card and placed it in her wallet. I grabbed the food and drinks and led us into the theatre.
We were early so we finished the nachos before the previews even started. When the lights to the theater dimmed, I pulled up the arm rest and put my arm around Mitchie. She cuddled closer into me as the movie finally began.
…
"That was so good!" Mitchie exclaimed as we walked out of the movie theater.
"By far the best I've seen!" I said. We walked slowly away from the building when suddenly a swarm of paparazzi stood in front of us. The flash was bothering me and I looked at Mitchie who had her hand up to block it. My first instinct was to get her out of the swarm, to take her to the parking garage where we could get in the car and out of there. My hand shoots to grab Mitchie's hand. I intertwine our fingers and she looks at me. "I got you." I said to her.
I walk slowly into the light but they just move along with me. "Please move." I tell them trying to lead us over to the garage.
"Mitchie! Mikayla! How are you?" they ask.
"I'm fucking great. Would be better if you moved." I said. "Please." I remember to add.
"I can't see." Mitchie said as she stopped behind me.
"Guys, can you please move?" I ask again.
They continue to bombard me with questions while I try to get Mitchie to keep walking. "No, Mik." She says as I pull her hand. "Baby, I can't see." She said shooting her free hand to her eyes.
"Baby?" one of them asks. "Oh YEAH!"
I ignore them for a second as they continue to flash their cameras at us. "Here." I say as I let go of her hand and go to pick her up. I place one hand on the back of her knees and the other around her neck, picking her up bridal style. She nuzzles her face in my chest, avoiding the light. I walk towards the parking garage with my girlfriend in my arms and the damn paparazzi in front of me. They continue to shout out questions and snide remarks about the two of us.
"You guys have nothing better to do?" I ask as I near the car.
"Come on Mikayla, what's the status between you and Mitchie?" one of them asks.
I reach Mitchie's car and help her stand up in front of the passenger seat. "Give me your keys, I'll drive." I said, knowing her eyes were probably still hurting.
I opened the passenger door for her and held out my hand to help her. She took almost immediately and sat down in her seat. I closed to the door after her and slowly made my way to the other side.
"Can I get over?" I ask them as they continue to take pictures. DIdn't they have enough? They probably wanted a kiss shot.
They slowly moved back and I walked over to the drivers side. I started the car but not before checking that Mitchie was okay.
"My head is killing me." She whispered as she leaned against the dashboard.
"I'll get you home babe." I told her. I slowly pulled out of the parking space making sure none of the paparazzi was standing behind me. As I drove away they all appeared again taking pictures. This really pissed me off because I was driving and I could have easily crashed. I stick out my middle finger at them before leaving the lot.
Next Day
Mitchie's POV
"You know our next guest from the movie Camp Rock and from her three albums. Please welcome, Mitchie Torres!" Ellen said as the doors opened. I walked through them and made my way to the couch that was placed beside her chair. I waved and smiled at the audience before sitting down. "Welcome!" she smiled.
"Thank you for having me." I said with a smile. This was the second time on this show and I was still so blown away.
"You know you're always welcomed." She smiled. "So tell us, how's the all star tour?"
"It's been great! Probably the best tour I have ever been on. So much fun getting to go out every night and perform. Means a lot." I admit.
"Before we continue, it's important to remind everyone that you recently put out a new album, correct?" she asked.
"Yes! A couple months ago. I'm extremely proud of it. It's my first work since treatment." I say.
"Speaking of treatment… I truly admire you for the way you speak out about everything. It must take a lot of courage." She says.
"It was tough at first but it got easier. I'm a lot better now than I ever was before. I'm happy and I'm in a really good place." I admit.
"Now you're on tour with Connect 3 and Mikayla?" she asks and I nod. "How's that? Weren't you dating Shane Gray?"
"We did date, yes, but it didn't necessarily work out. We still remain good friends and I love being on tour with him and his brothers."
"And what about Mikayla?" she asks. I should just tell her that nothing beats being on tour with your girlfriend but I keep mum.
"I love being on tour with her too. She's an incredible artist and we've grown to become really good friends since the start of it." I say, omitting the fact that she's more than a friend.
"I say we bring her out." Ellen says turning towards the audience. "Please welcome Mikayla Gomez!"
Mikayla walks out from when I came earlier and sits beside me but not before hugging Ellen.
"Welcome back!" she greets her.
"Thank you." Mikayla smiles.
"So now that I have the two of you here…" Ellen says slowly. "I want to show you some pictures and you tell me the first thing that comes to mind."
Oh crap. Knowing Ellen she probably has pics of Miakyla and I. She'll probably ask us about how close we really are. Mikayla and I turn or heads to see the screen. The first picture showing is of Mikayla and I buying tickets at the movies.
"Caption this." Ellen says.
"Buying movie tickets." Mikayla says.
"And this?" Ellen asks as the next picture appears. It's of Mikayla holding me tight while we waited in the concessions line.
"I was cold." I say trying to defend the picture.
The next picture appears and I know I'm in trouble. It's the same one as before but in this one I'm kissing Mikayla.
"No comment." Mikayla says. I look at her and I can see her red cheeks. Aw.
"Okay." Ellen says trying to calm the audience who was awing. "Two more."
The next picture to appear was of Mikayla and I trying to avoid the paparazzi. She had her hand tightly around mine, her other hand up blocking the flash. In the picture I have my eyes covered. Beside the picture was another one of Mikayla carrying me bridal style.
"Paparazzi can be a pain in the ass." I captioned.
"And lastly…" ellen said laughing. A picture of Mikayla showing the camera the middle finger appeared and I couldn't help but laughing.
"Classy!" Mikayla says.
We turn our attention back to Ellen who had a devilish smile. "You two aren't just friends, are you?" she asks.
Mikayla and I look at each other almost like we are accepting our defeat. "Caught." We said in unison.
The picture of us kissing reappears on the monitor and Ellen points towards it. "Because friends don't really do this."
"No, I guess they don't." I say as I blush.
"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" Ellen asks.
"You look good in blue. It suits you." Mikayla says with a smirk. She was so cute tying to steer the conversation away from us.
"Don't you change the conversation." She laughs. "This is always a good place to make announcements, you know?" she winked.
"Fine." I say with a chuckle. "I guess there's no more hiding it, I'm dating Mikayla."
I feel Mikayla's arm slide behind my back and grab my side. "And we're happy."
"There you have it America. You just found yourself the cutest couple in Hollywood." Ellen cheered. She was probably excited to have another Hollywood gay couple like her and her partner. "Welcome to the party, girls."
"Do we get cake?" Mikayla asks. "I like cake."
"Oh yeah, there's a lot of cake." Ellen laughed. I knew exactly what she meant and busted out laughing.
"Sorry!" I said catching myself.
Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. I could hear the crowd chant and it increasingly got louder.
"Seems like the audience wants to see a kiss." Ellen says.
I look into Mikayla's eyes. "Should we do it?" I ask her.
She doesn't even answer, she just leans in and places a quick kiss on my lips. It was too short but I couldn't complain. The audience goes wild.
"We're taking a quick break and when we come back Mikayla will perform her new single that comes out tomorrow, what makes you beautiful."
…
I watched as Mikayla stood in front of the small ready to perform. Behind her was a stool that I assumed she was going to use. Before the cameras started rolling she looked at me and winked.
"Three… two… one…" the camera man in front of Ellen and I said.
"We're back and we have a special performance! Mitchie would you like to introduce it?" she asked me.
"Performing her new single for the very first time, please welcome, my girlfriend, Mikayla Gomez!"
The lights dimmed and her band began to start the song. It was an upbeat song. I hadn't heard it yet because she wrote it about me and didn't want me to hear it until the world did. Right as the music started up I felt someone walk over in my direction and ask me to follow them. I did as they ask while trying to listen to Mikayla.
You're insecure, don't know what for
You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or
Don't need make-up to cover up
Being the way that you are is eno-o-ough
Mikayla started to sing into the microphone. The guy who was with me took my hand and led me onto the stage. What the hell was going on. He sat me down on the stool and I felt like Justin Bieber's one less lonely girl.
Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you
She continued to sing to the crowd. Did she realize I was sitting behind her on this stool?
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
She starts to back up, flipping her hair on cue to the song.
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
Now she's standing beside me, still singing to the audience.
If only you saw what I could see
You'll understand why I want you so desperatley
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
Oh oh
That's what makes you beautiful
She turned to me on those last words and smiled.
So girl come on, you got it wrong
To prove I'm right I put it in a so-o-ong
I don't know why, you're being shy
And turn away when I look in to your eye eye eyes
Now she was just singing to me. It was like there was no one else in this room but us two. She took my right hand in hers and intertwined our fingers while she sang the verse.
Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but yo-ou
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
She helps me get up from the stool and begins to back up, our hands still tangled.
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
Mikayla is singing the chorus to her song while trying to lead me around the stage. She's jumping and swaying her hips and I'm just trying to keep up with her. She's so cute.
If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperatley
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
Oh oh
That's what makes you beautiful
We stopped in front of the mic stand and she looked at the audience. Her back up singers began to sing "na na" and she just swayed her arms.
Na na na na na na na na na,
Na na na na na na.
Na na na na na na na na na,
Na na na na na na.
Finally the backup singers stopped and she turned to face me. She stepped closer and brought our foreheads together, looking at me dead in the eyes.
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
She sang almost quietly, like she wanted just me to hear. I wanted to kiss her but that wouldn't be very professional.
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperatley
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
No Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
No Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
No Oh oh
That's what makes you beautiful
She finished the last lyrics by jumping around on stage and smiling over at me. On the last line of the song she came back over to me and wrapped one arm around my waist from behind and kissed my cheek. It was the cutest thing I had ever experienced.
"WOW! Amazing job!" Ellen said as she walked onto the stage. Mikayla still had her arm wrapped around my waist. "Best performance I have ever had!"
"Thank you." Mikayla smiled.
"How was that Mitchie?" she asked me.
"Awesome." I said as I looked at Mikayla. I leaned in a little and captured her lips. It was just a soft kiss. Fuck being professional.
"Aw, you two are cute" Ellen gushed. "And that's the end of our show! Tune in tomorrow for another one." She said into the camera, waving.
I can't believe we just came out to everyone on national television. I guess we would have to wait to see how the media reacts to us being together.
Sorry for the wait guys but i hope you liked the chapter! Now the world knows that these two are together! AH! How did I do with the song? Hope it wasn't bad with the writing between lyrics. Like the song in the last chapter, this is another song that reminds me of Demi. Please review and let me know your thoughts. Remember if you have suggestions just pass them along.