DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. I do not own Hannah Montana or Camp Rock.

Mitchie's POV

Did last night really happen? I can't get my mind to grasp the fact that Mikayla and I finally made love. Maybe it was a dream... it was probably a dream. Or was it? I find my answer when I feel Mikayla moving around behind me. I turn to see her naked body sleeping soundly beside me. Last night did indeed happen.

I look over at the clock that rests beside her and check the time. It's barely seven in the morning. My first instinct is to wake up the beautiful sleeping girl but that might make her mad. If we haven't been called up then we're probably not expected anywhere anytime soon, so why not let her sleep. If last night really happened then she's going to be tired. Oh so tired!

I quietly lift myself from the bed and make my way over towards the front of the hotel room. I wonder if the hurricane that hit last night left some damage. After Mikayla and I finished, that's when the storm hit and it sounded pretty bad. I open the blinds to the room and stare out into the city. Nothing seemed too beat up, just a lot of rain down below. Maybe it was a weak hurricane. Regardless I'm glad that we're safe, that we're still alive and healthy.

I close back the blinds and look for my clothes that were dispersed around the room last night. When I'm done with my hunt I throw my clothes on and look into the mirror. Somehow I was starting to feel better about doing this. I used to cringe at the sight of myself but nowadays I just smile. I feel beautiful right now. It may because I'm stronger or it may be because I went an entire night naked without worrying what Mikayla might think. Those thoughts were far from what I worried about last night, instead I was just trying to get her to have a good time. I wanted to give her the best night she'd ever had.

I think back to last night and just smile. Everything went exactly as I wanted it to. We had a good dinner followed by a delicious dessert, well double the dessert if you get what I mean. We ended up making love until we couldn't feel a thing anymore. If you ask me, last night was perfect... but I wonder what she'll have to say.

I walk over to the bed and look down at my sleeping beauty. She has changed position from the last time I looked at her. Her left arm dangles from the bed while her face is buried in her pillow. Her sex hair is spread all over her face, it's kind of cute. I bend down and kiss her cheek lightly before going over to a desk and writing her a note.

To my beautiful girlfriend,
Up early, didn't want to wake you. Went to talk to Brent about today! See you in a bit baby.

Love,
Your Mitchie

P.S. I still can't feel my legs

I placed the note on the pillow on my side of the bed and walked over to the room door. When I walked out into the hallway, I saw the door from across the room open.

"Mitchie!" The three guys say to me as they see me. It's Nate, Jason and Shane.

"Hey guys!" I say as I rub my eyes. "What are you doing up so early?"

"We could ask the same about you." Nate says.

"We're headed down for breakfast." Shane tells me.

"And you?" Jason asks.

"I was headed to talk to Brent about what's going to happen today." I tell them.

"You didn't get the text?" Nate asks. I haven't bothered to check my phone yet. "We leave here at noon."

"Did they reschedule the show?" I ask.

"Yeah, we're closing the tour here now instead of in Seattle." Jason says.

"So we have six shows until the tour ends!" Nate adds.

"Aren't you getting a camera crew?" Jason asks.

"They were supposed to come to last nights show but that didn't work out. I'm sure they're setting up at our next venue."

"Okay we'll I'm starving." Jason says as he hits his brothers. "Let's go!"

"Um, i'll meet up with you guys in a second." Shane says.

His brothers nod at him and begin to walk away. They wave goodbye to me but Jason stops and gives me a smirk.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask him.

"Because I know what you did last night." He says with a laugh. Jason was always the weird one.

"What are you talking about?" I ask trying to not let my voice sound too pitchy.

"I came out here cause I heard a scream and then I heard it again and they were coming from your room." He says as he wiggles his eyebrows. "Caught ya Mitchie poo!" I hate that nickname! He have it to me after we met, who knows why.

"Shut up, Jason!" I say as I show him my middle finger.

"Come on let's go man" Nate tells him as he pulls his brother away.

"So uh, wanna come in?" Shane asks me as the two of us are left to stand there awkwardly.

"For what?" I ask as nicely as possible.

"To chat?" He says with a questionable look.

"Sure." I shrug.

"How has tour been going for you?" I ask. Although we're on the same tour, I hardy ever see him because I'm always with Mikayla.

"It's been okay, I guess. You?"

"I love it." I say with a smile.

"You would say that." he says low enough that I can barely hear.

"And what do you mean by that?"

"Well you're on tour with your girlfriend whom you share a bus with... of course you're loving it."

"Are you trying to imply something?"

"No... well, I mean all you do is spend time with her."

"Because we are dating..." I say it in a harsh tone to make him understand. "That's what people who love each other do."

"Love each other?" He says his face growing confused. "You never spent that much time with me."

"Because things were different with you." I say.

"What cause I have a dick and she doesn't?"

"What would that have to do with anything, Shane! Don't make me say it."

"Damn it! Just say it, Mitchie."

"I can't." I say shyly. I didn't want to break him more than I'm already doing.

"Just fucking say it!"

"Because I never loved you." The words finally slip out and immediately my hand shoots up to cover my mouth. I could see the sadness in his eyes. He probably always knew that I never loved him but he didn't want to believe it until I actually said it.

"You finally grew the balls to tell me that, huh? You don't think I never noticed? I did so much for you, Mitchie." He says as he stands. "I gave you so much and I was there for you when you were at your lowest. Where was she? Fucking some Hollywood hot shot probably." He's almost screaming now. I'm angry too, angry at him for accusing her of sleeping around. "You know I tried to give her a chance for your sake because I don't want to lose you as a friend, but she's nothing. She doesn't deserve you! You deserve to be with me." He says calming down and kneeling in front of me.

I can still see anger in his eyes but his composure is more calm. He's still kneeling in front of me just staring and waiting for me to talk. Nothing comes out of my mouth so he continues. "One day you will wake up and realize that she's only in it for the sex. Well she got that already, didn't she? After last night I'm sure she'll be done with you by tomorrow." He says shaking his head. "Why can't you just realize that you were better off with me!"

At this point I'm far from furious, my blood is boiling. How dare he sit here and accuse Mikayla of using me? Where does he get the nerve to not only insult her like that but suggest that he's better of with me. I wish I could just man up and say something but it's like something is clogging my throat and the words won't form. I'm angry, really angry. All I can do is stand up and let my eyes drift to the door, my only escape. He watches me as I begin to silently walk away towards the hotel door and then suddenly he's pulling on my wrist.

"Don't go." He whispers out. His voice is even now, like he never said a single word.

"Get off me, Gray." I say coldly. I don't even bother to address him by his first name. Why should I?

He doesn't like this because he stands up and pulls my wrist again. This time he pulls hard enough that I slam into him and we fall backwards onto his couch. I can't tell what's running through his mind right now, but his eyes show desperation.

"I'm sorry." He says as he looks me in the eyes. I'm trying hard to stand up but he flips me over, pushing me down onto the couch. "I'm so sorry."

"Get off of me!" I say again as I try and push him. He shakes his head and pushes my hands down above me. I quickly realize there's nowhere for me to go now. I'm stuck underneath Shane, literally stuck.

"Not until you accept my apology." He says.

"Why would I that? You're a dick Shane, go fuck yourself." I tell him.

"Now see what I'm talking about." He says his voice growing angry. "The Mitchie I know never cursed, what has she done to you?" He asks rhetorically.

"I suggest you get off of me before I do something you're not going to like." I tell him.

"Bite me, baby." He says as he leans in and the unimaginable happens. Shane kisses me... hard. My lips aren't moving, I'm trying not to kiss back. He continues to kiss me and in an instant my knee bolts up and gets him right in his manhood.

"Agghhhhhh." He screams in agony as he lets go of me and falls off the couch. His hands shoot to massage where my knee had hit him.

"That's for kissing me." I say as I lean down closer to him. He looks up at me and I slap him with every fiber in my being. "That's for insulting Mikayla." I say before storming out into the hallway.

The second his room door closes behind me I begin to feel numb. My body collapses onto the ground and all I can see is pitch black.

Mikayla's POV

"I just need somebody to love." I hear my phone go off in my sleep. Is it my phone or is this my dream? My eyes shoot open and I realize this is not a dream. I stumble from the bed to my suitcase and pull up my cell phone. Yes, Justin Bieber is my ringtone.. it's a guilty pleasure okay?

I look down at the screen in my sleepy state and try to make out who is calling me. Instead of fighting to figure it out, I just press the answer button.

"Hello?" I say into the phone. I look down and notice I'm butt naked. Oh, I remember why now.

"Hey, Mikayla!" I hear someone say from the other line. By the amount of energy in their voice I can immediately tell it's Mike.

"Hey bro!" I say jokingly... I always wanted to say that.

"Just wanted to make sure you're okay." He says now sounding worried. "I was watching the news with dad this morning and we heard a hurricane hit where you were to perform."

"Oh yeah, but we're okay." I say to him before he can freak out any further. "I actually slept through it."

"Everyone's okay?" He asks.

"Yeah.." I say and then I turn to look at the bed and notice that Mitchie is gone. "Hey let me call you back, I think I lost my girlfriend." I say as I hang up. He was starting to say something but I didn't bother to listen.

I walk closer and notice that there's a note left on her pillow. I read it and smile at her last comment. The fact that I'm the reason why she feels like that makes me smile. I put the note and my cell phone on the table and decide to take a quick shower. My hair is a mess and I'm still sweaty from last night.

As I enter the bathroom I hear a loud painful scream coming from the corridor. I've seen enough scary movies to know now to go out but what if it's Mitchie? I throw on some clothes and sprint toward the door. What I find when I open it makes my stomach drop.

"Baby!" I yell as I kneel down next to my girlfriend. She passed out right between our door and the door from across.

I shake her a little but she doesn't respond. I check to make sure she's breathing and that her heart is beating and thankfully she is. I remove the room key from her pocket and pick her up from the hard ground. Once we're in the room I lay her out on the bed and run to get her a damp small towel.

"Stay with me Mitch." I say as I place the wet towel on her forehead. I kiss her cheek and wrap my arms around her, waiting for her to wake.

"Mik?" She whispers after a few seconds. I sit up and look at her. "What happened?" She asks.

"I ask myself the same thing." I tell her. "I heard a scream and looked out to find you passed out."

"My head hurts." She says as she places her hand over the towel.

"You fainted." I tell her. "Do you remember what happened to you?"

"A little." She says as she closes her eyes. I can see tears beginning to build up in her eyes. "No, I remember it all now."

"What happened?" I ask. I'm worried, what is going on? She doesn't respond, she just cries. "Mitchie, tell me damn it!"

"Can I just breathe for a second?" She asks me.

"Yeah, sure." I say as I move and sit down next to her. My back is now against the headboard and I'm just watching her, waiting.

"Shane forced himself on me." She finally speaks.

"Come again." I said trying to figure out if what she said was what I heard.

"He kissed me." She says.

"What?" I nearly scream as I shift my body to face her. "Start talking." I say angrily.

"I went to speak with Brent and as I walked out I saw the guys. They were going to breakfast and when Shane saw me he stayed back. " She started. "We kinda stood there awkwardly until he asked me if i wanted to come in."

"And you said no, right?" I ask.

"No, I said okay because he's my friend... or was." She says. " We started talking and then he got angry because I confessed I never loved him."

She looked at me with sad eyes but hen continued. "He started yelling at me and insulting you. Saying how you were just in it for the sex. I couldn't take it anymore so I went to leave and that's when he pulled me back. Next thing I know he's got me underneath him and he's kissing me. I did the only thing I could do to get out."

"Don't you dare tell me you kissed him back because if you do Mitchie." I start to say but she interrupts me.

"I kneed him in the balls, Mikayla." She says without hesitation. "I didn't kiss back."

"You did what?" I say with excitement.

"I kneed him, Okay? And then when he was crying out in pain I slapped him... for insulting you." She says. "Then I left and after that I can't remember a thing."

"The situation must have caused you to pass out." I say. "I can't believe he has the nerve to kiss you!" I say.

"He got what he deserved. It felt so good to knee him!" She says with a smile.

"Who does he think he is? Touching MY girlfriend like that." I say as I stand up. Now that I think about it, Shane Gray is an asshole.

"Where are you going?" She asks me as I turn towards the door. I turn to see her sitting up.

"To take care of something." I say as I move towards the door. "Stay here, don't stain yourself." I tell her as I open the door.

I can feel her make her way to me. I knock on the door of the room across from us but no one answers. "Fuck!" I yell loudly.

"Mikayla calm down." Mitchie says from the doorway of our hotel room.

"Go back to bed babe." I tell her as I begin to walk down the hall.

"Mikayla, stop!" She says from behind me. She's following me now.

A room door opens and Brent comes out, he's looking at me like he just saw a ghost. "What's going on?" He asks us. I keep walking, ignoring either of them.

"She's gone mad!" Mitchie says from behind me.

"Mikayla!" Brent tells at me but I don't stop.

I watch as the elevator doors open about twenty feet away from me to reveal three brothers. The first to come out is Shane and I feel a rush of anger course through my body. I walk over to him and let my tight fist strike right beneath his chin. He instantly falls to the ground, cursing my name.

"You touch my girlfriend one more time and i'll make sure you never fucking walk again." I say as I shake my hand. There was a sting but I didn't care enough to let it affect me. "You worthless piece of ass. I swear on my life Shane, touch her and you're dead."

He stands up and looks at me, fury in his eyes. I can tell that my strike hurts him but that doesn't stop him from pushing me backwards. "Don't fucking touch me, whore." He yells. His brothers grab him by his arms and start pulling him back.

"Eat my ass, asshole." I say as I stick up my middle finger at him.

I feel two hands pulling me back as I watch his brothers trying to calm home down. I'm still very tense but when I turn to see Mitchie, I calm down.

"What the hell Mik?" She says as she rests her hands on my shoulders.

"He deserved that and you know it." I say as I breathe in slowly.

"You don't think me kneeing him was enough?" She asks.

"No one touches you and thinks they'll get away with it." I tell her. "He's lucky I didn't get him harder."

Mitchie brings me into her arms, hugging me tightly as we watch the boys trying to calm down Shane. He keeps looking at me and pointing. Brent is with them too.

"Mikayla," Brent says when he's done talking to the boys. He walks a little closer and signals me to come to him. Mitchie let's go of me and I walk over to Brent. "I'm sorry I have to do this..." He starts. " I have no choice but to remove you from the remaining dates of this tour. Pack your bags, you're going home." Brent says and I feel my knees go weak. In a matter of seconds on down on my knees with my face in my hands, sobbing. I feel Mitchie's arms around me, trying to hold me. What did I just do?

I hate Shane, if you guys did not notice. Haha. So what do you think? Too harsh on him? (NAH!) Do you think Mikayla is off the tour for sure? On the bright side, if she is, it won't be too many dates! Reviewwww and let me know what you think. Thanks for the constant support. you guys are the beesknees :D