DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. I do not own Hannah Montana or Camp Rock.
Two Months Later (June 16th)
Mikayla's POV
"Mitch, wake up baby." I whisper into Mitchie's ear as I slowly shake her. I've been trying to wake her up for the last five minutes but all she does is grumble and go back to sleep.
"One more hour." She mumbles before shifting on the bed and turning away from me. I shake my head as I lean over and look over her shoulder.
"No, please wake up baby." I say louder this time. Mitchie opens her eyes and then closes them again when the sunlight becomes an issue.
"Close the blinds." She says her voice growing groggy.
"No because you'll just sleep all day." I tell her.
"Maybe all I want to do is sleep." She responds.
"Of all days you want to use today to sleep?" I question.
"What better way to spend our anniversary then doing something I love with the woman I love?" She jokes.
"But I don't want to sleep. I want you to wake up so I can shower you with kisses." Her body shifts to look up at me and I drape my arm over her tummy.
"I like the sound of that." She turns around to face me, bringing her forehead against mine as we lay in the hotel bed.
"How about one kiss for every month we've been together?" I ask her as I stare into her chocolate brown eyes.
"I like the sound of that." She flashes me a smile before puckering her soft lips. I press our lips together and quickly pull back, examining her face as she keeps her eyes closed.
"One." I state before going in for a second one. I continue this routine of kissing her and pausing before the next one until I reach the twelfth kiss. "And twelve." I say before bringing my lips onto hers, more intense this time.
"You taste like mint." She smiles into my kiss.
"Because I brushed my teeth before you woke up." I admit.
"I need to brush mine!" She pulls back almost immediately. She's always been paranoid of that stuff, it's adorable. I watch in amazement as she flies out of the bed and runs over to the bathroom. I lay back and throw my hands behind my head, counting the lines in the ceiling as I wait for her to return.
"That's a lot." I whisper to myself as I finishing counting the hundred lines. I feel the bed sink at my feet and look down to find Mitchie crawling toward me. She's still wearing her tank top and cute little pink undies; her new sleeping attire. I bite my bottom lip in temptation as I watch her near me, keeping my eyes focused on her cleavage.
"You know, if you weren't my fiancé i'd think you're completely insane." She laughs as she hovers over me. Her legs come around my waist as she sits down on to of me, straddling me down. I place my hands at the top of her thighs and casually rub my thumbs up and down.
"I'm the sanest person you'll ever meet." I tell her as I look up and smile.
"Sane enough to drive me completely insane." Mitchie giggles before leaning down and kissing me. I let my hands roam from her thighs up to her waist then back down slowly to her thighs. I let her deepen the kiss as she slips her tongue in and begins to play with mine. I feel myself growing hotter by the second, specially when she lets a small moan out. My hands begin to explore again, stopping firmly at the hem of her tank top.
"May I?" I ask as I pull on her tank. She pulls back and allows me to quickly remove the only article of clothing that's covering her upper torso.
"I bet you're happy I'm not wearing a bra right now." Mitchie says as she catches me staring up at her breasts. I always enjoy taking the time to fully admire how perfect they are, specially now when they're perky for me.
"Yes, one less thing I have to rip off." I admit. She leans back down and we go straight back to our heated make out session. Her hands are locked on both sides of my head, holding herself up so we can kiss. My hands have found her perfectly round ass and I slowly feel her up, squeezing a little when she moans into the kiss. When this kiss isn't enough, I hook both index fingers on the string of her underwear and slowly pull down. Mitchie, without even breaking our embrace, lifts herself up so I can pull down her panties.
"Why an I always the first one to go naked?" She questions me as I fling the underwear behind her. She lays out next to me as I begin to undress.
"Because I like getting you naked." I admit.
"But you never let me undress you." She frowns.
"Here," I stop halfway through taking my shirt off and fix myself. "Undress me."
Mitchie smiles as she kneels naked in front of me, debating on where to start first. She doesn't really have much to take off; I'm wearing an oversized t-shirt and girl boxers.
"Sit up." She demands. So she wants to be demanding while she undresses me, that's hot. I quickly sit up like she asks but then kneel when I notice what she's wanting me to do. She grabs me by the back of the neck and pulls me in for a kiss, a hard one. As our lips move, her hands pull away from me and start to play with my shirt. One hand stays tightly against my shirt while the other sneaks in and grabs my waist, sending chills down my spine. In my daze, I completely miss the moment where Mitchie has pulled my shirt off because the next thing I know I'm completely shirtless.
"You look hot, Mik." Mitchie admits as she pulls away to admire my breasts.
"And you look beautiful." I say before kissing her cheek.
"You make me feel beautiful." She smiles.
"You're not done." I remind her as I point down to my underwear. She smiles at me then pushes me backward, causing me to fall hard on my back.
"Oh my gosh, did I hurt you?" She asks as she hears me grunt.
"No, that was a pleasure grunt.. I thought it was sexy." I admit. I can see her starting to blush, she's probably embarassed that she pushed me.
"I just killed the mood," She shakes her head. "No wonder you never let me undress you."
"No baby, I'm still hot." I grab her by her waist and pull her into yet another kiss. It doesn't last long because she pulls away and begins to crawl back. I watch her as she looks down on me, deciding which way to go in. To my surprise, I see her grab the hem of my boxers with her teeth then looking up at me in the process.
"Damn, that's hot." I admit as she pulls down a little, revealing my v-line. When her teeth aren't enough support, she uses her fingers to help pull of the entire underwear an tossing it aside.
"How was that?" She smirks.
"I think you'll get your answer when you touch me." I reply as calmly as possible. I'm so turned on that my heartbeat is thumping in my chest and my legs are on the verge of shaking.
"Close your eyes, i have a surprise." Mitchie states.
I hesitate a second before complying and closing my eyes. Seconds later I feel her spread my legs apart further so I open one eye to peek.
"No peeking!" She demands so I close my eyes even harder. What happens next is almost undescribable. I feel a familiar touch on my center that I've longed for in a while.
"Oh my... Mitch.." I moan out when she inserts her tongue inside of me. How did she know this was exactly what I've been wanting?
"Damn, you're so wet and you taste so good, baby." She acknowledges.
"You got me all horny by the way you undressed me." I respond.
"I want to make you scream my name." She lets out. That shouldn't be too hard to do, I think to myself.
"Don't stop that," I choke out "I'll scream your name like... fuck!" I can't even finish a sentence cause this feels so good.
...
"So where exactly are we going?" I ask Mitchie as she pulls me out of the hotel lobby and we're forced to wait out for the car. We spent almost the entire day in bed, doing nothing but enjoying each other. Now it's almost night time, and the city is waiting.
"Just this little place." She says. She pulls out a bandana from her pocket and looks at me. "We're gonna need this."
"What? No!" I say.
"Please?" She begs.
"Fine." I roll my eyes as she begins to blindfold me.
"Don't worry about where we're going," She starts to say. "Just worry about having fun."
"That's a given because I'm with you." I say.
"The car is here!" She cheers. I can only imagine the big grin on her face right now. I feel her grab me by the waist and begin to direct me over to the car. As we come to a halt, she aids me in getting in then I hear the door close.
"Mitchie?" I ask as I let my hand feel for her. I quickly realize she's in the car when my hand accidentally gropes her boob.
"Did you not get enough of me at the hotel?" She jokes.
"I can't see what I'm doing baby." I tell her. I hear her giggle a little then feel her scoot closer to me. Her cold, soft fingers lightly caress down my cheek before turning my chin to face her. I know what's coming next so I smile at her, hoping she'll be quick.
"Happy anniversary, Mikayla." Mitchie says as she grows closer with every word. Before I can even reply her lips have found mine as we share a short kiss.
"Happy anniversary to you too, babe." I use my hand to feel for her neck and once I find it, I pull her in closer and kiss the top of her head. I wonder if the driver can see this and if so, how ridiculous do I look?
"We're here!" Mitchie cheers after ten minutes of a car ride. I wish to remove my blindfold to see what she's hiding but I don't want to ruin this for her. I hear the door open next to me and the other one on the opposite side.
"Mitchie?" I ask when I feel her get out of the car. Before I can even panic, she has her hand in mine and is pulling out of the car.
"I wasn't going anywhere." She says as she intertwine our fingers and uses the other hand to grab my arm.
"When can I look?" I ask growing anxious.
"Just stay quiet and let me lead." She demands. I give her a nod and we instantly begin our walk to wherever it is that she's taking me. I feel her pull away from me to open a door and as we step inside, I feel a small breeze hit me. I can longer hear the busy street of New York, I just hear the roaring of a strong air conditioner. I know that sound, I know it perfectly well.
"I need you to watch your step, okay? We're going down a few stairs." She tells me and I swear I could hear an echo.
It takes us five minutes to figure out a way for her to get me down the steps with causing our deaths, and five more minutes for us to actually get to the end of them. By the time we reach the bottom, I know exactly where we are; at least I have an idea.
Mitchie pulls at my hand again and we begin to walk. The ground feels soft, like a basketball court. I stop in our tracks and bend down, feeling out the floor and quickly confirming my belief. I stand back straight and Mitchie continues to lead.
"Are you ready?" She asks as she lets go of my hands and brings them to the bottom of my blindfold. I nod for her and she slowly lifts it up.
"Woah..." I manage to let out as I examine every detail of where we are. I was right, the ground beneath me is definitely a basketball floor, the echo was not just my imagination, and the roaring of the air conditioner was indeed occurring.
"Well?" Mitchie asks as I stay frozen, looking around. My mind can't process exactly what the hell we are doing in a stadium, specially one that's completely empty but I find my answer to my left. A small table is set up for us; dinner plates, a candle and rose pedals.
"Wh-How?" I ask when I finally find a way to speak.
"Do you know where we are?" She asks.
"Madison Square Garden." I choke out.
"Good. Are you able to breathe?" She jokes.
"Not really." I admit. "How did you do this?"
"Well being Mitchie Torres and Mikayla Gomez has its perks, you know." She says. I feel her link both hands in mine as she steps in front of me. "I rented out the venue for us."
"What!" I nearly scream causing an echo to repeat.
"This place is ours for the next few hours," She smiles. "Would you like to know the plan for the night?"
"You know what," I say as I look around and then back down into her eyes. "No, I want you to surprise me."
"Okay, I can do that." She smiles. I kiss her lips a little, just to make sure I'm not dreaming. "Would you like dinner?" She asks.
"I would love some." We break apart and she leads me over to the small table. I stand behind her chair and pull it out for her.
"I wanted to do that for you." She pouts as she takes the seat that I offered. I bend down and kiss her cheek before sitting on my side.
"I always do it, you know that." I remind her. As we start a small game of footsie, I see a tall, young man walking over to us with two plates.
"Hi, I'm Patrick, I'll be your waiter for today." He serves each of us a covered plate and removes the empty ones that were previously set up.
"Thank you, Patrick. May you please bring both of us a water?" Mitchie asks.
"So what's under this?" I ask hoping to take a peek after Patrick leaves.
"Our dinner." Mitchie jokes.
"Are we going to stare at it or can we look and eat?" I ask growing impatient. She rolls her eyes before lifting the cover of her plate.
"Lasagna?" I nearly scream in ecstasy as Mitchie shows me what's on the plate. I quickly uncover mine and smile down at it.
"I know you love lasagna but I was not expecting that reaction!" She laughs.
Once I'm able to get over the fact that I'm having dinner with my fiancé at Madison Square Garden, Mitchie and I begin to talk about the past year. We talk about everything; getting together, the fights, my rehab, our recoveries, and she even feels the need to talk about our sex life.
"I just feel that after that night at the cabin, we've turned into some sex freaks." She laughs at the thought.
"I think it's the fact that we had an amazing session when we were high, and doing it sober doesn't compare." I state.
"So we have to be high to have that perfect orgasm?" She asks and I choke on my food. I start a small coughing fit as I try to process what she just said.
"Are we really discussing how to have a better orgasm over dinner?" I ask her once my throat is cleared.
"You brought up the subject." She points her fork at me.
"No ma'am, that was you." I quickly respond.
"Whatever! Going back to what I was saying, though.. We used to be so boring in bed," She starts to say and as she speak I see Patrick making his way over to us. "Like, I'm not calling you boring or anything in just saying that.."
"Uh, Mitchie." I try to interrupt her when Patrick gets closer.
"No, let me explain." She puts her hand up to stop me, completely oblivious that she's about to embarrass the both of us. "We weren't boring, that's the wrong word, we were just inexperienced. Yeah, inexperienced! So when we made love before the cabin we kept things normal, not over the top. Just having sex and not going crazy, but now, now we're animals." She finishes only to find Patrick standing besides us, looking completely awkward.
"I tried to warn you." I let out as Mitchie's face goes a shade darker than mine. We're both completely red and I can tell Patrick wishes he wasn't here.
"Are you two done?" He asks without looking into our eyes. Mitchie and I both nod and he picks up the plates and exits as quickly as possible.
"Oh my gosh!" Mitchie shrieks before we both burst into laughter.
"Way to scar the guy." I say. "Now next time he comes out here he's going to imagine us having sex."
"There's nothing wrong with that image." She smirks.
"This has been amazing." I change the subject as I remember how amazing it is that we're having dinner here.
"I'm glad you're having a good time." She smiles. "But we're not done."
"We're not?" I ask, my face showing complete surprise.
"Come here," She stands up from her chair and waits for me to walk over to her. She takes my hand and leads me over to a pair of seats where we sit down. "Look up." She instructs.
"The big screen." I smile.
Mitchie lifts her hand, like she's signaling someone to do something and immediately after the screen turns on, displaying a small message.
I love you Mikayla. Happy anniversary, baby.
"Aw," I say as I look down and over at Mitchie. She has a smile on her face that lights up the entire stadium.
"Here." She hands me a small box wrapped in purple wrapping paper. "But don't open it yet, okay?"
"Okay." I nod then lean over to kiss her cheek.
"Before we do the last thing I have planned for us to do, I want to sing part of a song that I wrote for you." She says.
"I would love to hear it." I admit.
"You can open your gift afterwards, okay?" She signals to me before standing up from her seat and standing right in front of me. She grabs my hands and looks into my eyes, she's doing this acapella.
Can somebody explain to me
Why everybody is trying to be
Living like a celebrity
Doing what they see on MTV
Ice is cool but I am looking for more,
Simple things is what my heart beats for
Cause that's me
I don't ask for much, baby
Having you is enough
You ain't got to buy nothing
It's not what I want
Baby it's You
We don't have to go nowhere
Its not what I want
Baby it's you
It's not for what you got
I know you got a lot
No matter what you do
You always gettin hot
It's You,
It's You,
Baby all I want is you, yeah
Mitchie takes a deep breath before sitting back down next to me, leaving me to process her lyrics. "So it's me huh?" I manage to say after her performance. "The only thing you want is me?"
"Forver and ever, baby." She smiles as she leans her head onto my shoulder. "Look, I know we got into that argument last time about everything that you do for me and I truly cherish all of it. But I just want you to know that I don't need all of that stuff to be happy, I'm at my happiest when i'm in your arms, or when I'm laying like this on your shoulder. Everything you give me or the places you take me or this beautiful ring, it's all special to me but it doesn't compare to just being able to hold you or kiss you."
"I'm always happy to just be with you too, Mitch." I admit. "But now look who's the one lavishing the other. You brought me on a date to MSG, baby, this is crazy!"
"I'm just returning the favor." She says. "Which speaking of, I'd like for you to please open your present."
"Can't I wait til later?" I ask. "I feel bad because I left your present in LA. It's laying on your bed. I didn't want it to break on the way here."
"What is it?" She asks intrigued.
"You've been talking about getting a new acoustic so.. I got you a new acoustic guitar." I admit. "Engraved with our initials on the front of the neck."
"Aw, Mikayla!" She lights up and hugs me. "Thank you so much! Specially for engraving it!"
"It's my pleasure baby." I kiss the top of her head before beginning to unwrap her present.
"I have a feeling you're going to like this one." She tells me as I go to pull the top off. Once I do I scan through the white paper that's wrapped around my present and pull out a key.
"No.." I say refusing to believe what's in my hand. "No! No! No!"
"Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes!" She kisses my lips for each 'yes'.
"Mitchie you got me a car?" I ask her in complete surprise. Not only is this a key to a car, it's a key to the same car she has, the type of car that i'm in love with.
"You said you wanted a car like mine and you said you were going to look into it but I thought, why not just get it for her?" She answers.
"Baby.." I nearly cry as I bring her into my arms. I'm nineteen years old and i've never had a car, this is amazing. "This is my first car.."
"I know." She smiles at me. "Noah's parked right next to Allie in my parent's driveway."
"Noah? Allie? What are you talking about?" I ask. I bring my hand up to feel her forehead, worried she might be going crazy.
"I named our cars." She smiles.
"Noah and Allie, like The Notebook?" I ask letting out a small chuckle in the process.
"Yes, yours is named Noah and mines named Allie. They're beautiful together," She pulls out her phone and looks through her messages. I watch as she opens up the conversation with Dallas and then clicks on a picture. "See?"
I look at the picture and smile widely as I see both cars parked beside each other. Dallas must have brought the car to the house while we flew over her to New York. "Did Dallas bring it home?" I ask.
"When I told you that Dallas was going to run an errand, that was the errand." She laughs. "That's why she didn't come with us to the airport."
"You're sneaky, Mitchie. Your sister is too! She's so good at keeping secrets and helping us surprise one another." I state.
"It's the Torres charm." She jokes. I stare down at the key and then at the picture, I can't believe I finally have my first car.
"This is the best present anyone has ever had for me.. Not just the car, but coming here and having dinner and hearing you sing to me.. I love this." I peck her lips before wiping the single tear that falls from my eyes.
"Happy anniversary, Noah." Mitchie tells me before kissing my cheek. I giggle at her newfound nickname.
"Happy anniversary to you, Allie." I bring my arm around her neck and hold her close.
"One last surprise." She says to me without moving away from our current positions. "Look up."
I look up at the jumbo screen again but instead of finding the message from before, I see the movie menu to The Notebook. "You're kidding right?" I ask in surprise.
"Nope." She shakes her head onto my shoulder. "How do you feel about watching our favorite movie on the big screen?"
"I feel like I'm in a dream. You truly are the best thing that's ever happened to me." I tell her as I kiss the top of her head.
"You too, now hush, watch the movie." She insists as the movie begins to play. I'm seriously in cloud nine as we watch our favorite movie in one of the biggest stadiums in the nation. Mitchie is literally one in a million.
So there you guys have the new chapter, I hope you enjoyed it because I enjoyed writing it. The Notebook is one of my personal favorites so I thought it'd be cute for them to have that little scene at the end.. this chapter was inspired by Jelena (again lol).. A fair warning to all, there's some drama that is about to stir.. As perfect as these two are, you always need a little obstacle to face to make your relationship even stronger. Gear up fellow readers, this next chapter is a tear jerker.. maybe.. Okay, please review with thoughts, comments, suggestions, remarks about how much you love me (jk) or whatever it is you have to say. I appreciate ate each and every review you send me. :)
P.S. I started a new story in the Wizards/CR crossover; it's a teacher-student Ezria type of story, if you're interested in reading it please do and review with your thoughts. Would be awesome if you did.