It Was You, Wasn't It? Chapter 11: You Can', a Hannah Montana + Camp Rock Crossover fanfic

Mwahahahaha! Was that last chapter depressing for you guys or what? Yes? Well then let's hope this ending chapter will make up for it. That's right. ENDING chapter.

So I've got this crazy idea for a new story. I feel giddy just thinking about it! Let's hope it'll turn out all right.

Anyway, back to the story.

Chapter 11

Five days later…

Mitchie's POV

You know, you'd think for someone around my age, there would be a lot of things to do. Especially on their eighteenth birthday.

But me? No. I'm famous but the only people who remember my birthday are my fans. I even forgot my birthday. I was only reminded when I logged on to my entire internet sites like Twitter and Myspace.

I couldn't believe it. I'm eighteen.

Man, I feel old.

Now I know how elders feel when they say, 'Where did my life go? Where'd all that time go?'

Me, being totally typical, produced a typical answer.

'Pining over Mikayla'.

You know, everything seems different today. Mom didn't make my birthday breakfast which left me stuffed and groaning how I shouldn't have eaten that much. Plus, you'd think for someone who just turned eighteen that she would give her daughter her adult license thing-a-ma-bob so she can vote.

Everything just feels different.

The studio, the place where we learn new routines and rehearse, even feels weird right now. It's completely silent and Lilly said she needed my help. How the heck is that even supposed to happen?

Slowly opening the door to the studio I see only darkness. Feeling around for the light switch I turn it on and

"SURPRISE!!!"

What the hell?!

I jump a million feet into the air upon seeing everyone from the dancers, band members, all the way to my family members, friends and managers.

For the first time in five days a smile etches onto my face.

The first people to reach me are Brittany, Jenna, Lilly, Miley, Amber, Tess, and Caitlyn. I'm soon enveloped into a group hug/ circle and we're all giggling hysterically. Tears rush to my eyes as I think of how I would be lost without these girls.

"I missed you guys," I mumble into the group. I hear flashes go off as the girls above me start sniffling as well and repeating my words.

Giggling uncontrollably, everyone finally unattached from me so I could greet others that came out.

Through my venturing, only one person was missing though. The most important one.

Mikayla.

For an hour and a half people were constantly talking to me but I just zoned out, pretending to listen to the rather large stereo system and bass. People were dancing on the ball room/ dance floor anyway and wouldn't have noticed me anyway if I snuck off.

Sounds like the perfect plan, right?

Wrong. This is my party and it wouldn't be right if I just practically ran away from everyone's hard work. So I just grabbed a drink from the punch bowl (which was not spiked) and sat in a dark chair in the corner just looking into my cup.

"If you look at that any longer it may perform a trick," a joking female voice said to me, following by many giggles.

Looking up, my eyes meet none other than Brittany's. Behind her are the rest of the girls from earlier that practically suffocated me in the hug.

They all sat down next to me. Brittany, Jenna and Amber on my right with Lilly, Miley, Tess and Caitlyn on my left.

"You know when someone turns eighteen, they don't just sit around in a corner looking all mopey."

I give a forced half smile.

"Come on, Mitch. We're you're best friends," Lilly starts.

"If you can't talk to us, then who you can?" Jenna finishes. I give a joking shrug and I swear everyone pushes me as I become a Mitchie sandwich in seconds.

As if one body, the girls and I start chuckling at the same time.

"But seriously, Mitch. What's wrong? You should be happy," Tess pursues.

"I just…I really thought she meant something in that song we sang," I mumble into the rim of my cup.

Brittany starts rubbing my back and all the girls groan at the table.

"She's just scared, dude," Caitlyn speaks up. "Do you really think she would come after you if it was only because of friendship?"

"Pretty much since that's all she said she wanted to be," I whine.

"What?!" All the girls scream at the table but Lilly and I. Lilly nearly jumped into my arms from the impact of the screams.

"Are we missing something here?" the skater girl asks.

"Ugh, do not tell me she chickened out again. I swear I'm going to –" Amber starts but gets cut off.

"Wait, what, will someone elaborate this situation we have on our hands here and why Mitchie and I have no idea about it?" I nod, agreeing with the blonde's rather questionable question.

"Mitchie…" Brittany starts grabbing my hands. "Mikayla loves you. She really really loves you."

My hands become sweaty and my heart plummets to the ground and rises to my throat where my breath seems to have lodged itself. I can't swallow. I can't breathe.

"What?" I ask in a breathy whisper, wondering if I'm in a dream.

"Yeah, you don't know how long she was holed up in her room wearing nothing but your t-shirt and crying," Miley pipes in.

"She wore my t-shirt?"

"Yes, but that's beside the point," Amber cuts in.

"Yeah," all the girls unanimously state.

"What's really going on here is that Mikayla loves you. We're not lying," Jenna tries to convince me. The room gets hot.

"Oh yeah, and how do I know that?" I challenge. They've all gone squirrely. Someone must have brainwashed them because they obviously don't know how ludicrous they sound.

"Why don't you look up and find out?" Brittany suggests as an acoustic guitar starts to play over the stereo. All the girls at the booth are looking towards the stage with large grins on their faces like they are about to witness the moment of the century.

My head snaps up and my breath catches in my throat. There she is, Mikayla, standing on the stage in a sky blue dress around knee length holding a microphone on the stand. A few of the band members are behind her. Her hair is curled and her dark brown eyes are melting into mine. She looks beautiful.

Slowly the angel on stage begins to sing in her amazing voice.

Take me where I've never been,
Help me on my feet again
Show me that good things
Come to those who wait
Tell me I'm not on my own
Tell me I won't be alone
Tell me what I'm feelin' isn't some mistake
'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love, you can

I feel my back go rigid as I hear the last verse of the song. Brittany and Lilly who were holding on to my hands both squeezed mine painfully. No, wait; it's the other way around. I have a death grip on their hands. God, please don't let this be like last time or a dream.

Save me from myself, you can
And it's you and no one else
If I could wish upon tomorrow,
Tonight would never end
If you asked me, I would follow
But for now, I just pretend
'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love, you can

Baby, when you look at me,
Tell me, what do you see?
Are these the eyes of
someone you could love?

"Go get your girl, Torres," Brittany whispers in my ear. I gulp, suddenly feeling butterflies. What if I mess this whole thing up?

'Cause everything that brought me here,
Well, now it all seems so clear
Baby, you're the one I've been dreamin' of
If anyone can make me fall in love, you can

After taking a large breath I pull my seat back. Mikayla notices this as her eyes have been on me the entire song. She also starts to make her way off stage and we're walking towards each other.

We meet in the center of the dance floor, just facing each other. I glance into her eyes and nearly gasp at the raw emotion behind it.

Love.

The lights have somehow been turned off with a stage light shining on the two of us.

Only you can take me sailin'
in your deepest eyes
Bring me to my knees and make me cry
And no one's ever done this,
Everything was just a lie
And I know, yes I know...

I could see in her eyes that she was also asking for forgiveness for the months after the New Year's Party. I give a nod, answering her. I see my Mom behind her with a video camera shining on us. Everyone around us have tears in their eyes.

This is where it all begins,
So tell me it'll never end
I can't fool myself,
It's you and no one else

Mikayla reaches out with her left hand and cups my cheek. I lean into her touch. She smiles at this.

Her hand then reaches down and covers my own.

If I could wish upon tomorrow,
Tonight would never end
If you asked me, I would follow
But for now, I just pretend
If anyone can make me fall in love, you can

Show me that good things
Come to those who wait

Tears have begun building up behind my eyes and I feel embarrassed around her. I look down, hoping she won't notice.

She just gives a small chuckle and without me knowing it she leans in.

"I think I'm done waiting, Mitchie. I'm done pretending," she whispers huskily into my ears. Goosebumps run down my spine and then back up again.

I finally get the courage to look up. A tear escapes. Mikayla has tears in her eyes too and she's only inches away from my lips. She glances at my lips and then back into my eyes asking for permission. I start to slowly move towards her, for we are only an inch apart. Noticing my actions she also moves closer.

We're just centimeters away.

Before her lips touch mine I have only one question on my mind.

"God, Mikayla, what took you so long?" We both give a slight chuckle before our lips gently brush against each other as if shy.

Sparks fly, butterflies erupt; every little detail they say about true love's first kiss is what we felt. The brunette popstar gives a silent moan that only I can hear and pushes her lips against mine a little harder. My hands have found the way to her hips while hers snaked around my neck.

Seconds later we pull back breathless. Mikayla leans her head on mine. I can see she has a large smile on her face. Mine matched.

So caught up in the moment of our emotions we didn't even notice the crowd cheering for us.

"It's about time, guys!" My mother shouts. I blush at her but I couldn't be more proud of her if I tried.

Suddenly becoming bashful, Mikayla leans her head into my neck and nuzzles it, attempting to nurse away her oncoming embarrassment from the cheering crowd. Cameras are going off like wild right now from our friends and family members.

Feeling a tickling vibration on my neck I giggle.

"What was that, Mikayla?" I ask.

She pulls back to look me fully in the eyes.

"I love you, Mitchie."

My heart swells. Now I know this isn't a dream. This is all really happening.

I give a large smile as I lift up my right pointer and middle finger and brush some of her curly locks out of her eyes so I can look into them. I then begin to caress the left side of her face.

"I love you too, Mikayla. So much."

With a smile that could melt the warmest heart, she goes back to nuzzling my neck. I kiss the base of hers that is available.

I laugh at what she whispers into my ear next.

"Do you think your Mom could send us a copy of that video she was making?"

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Midnight

Mikayla's POV

I give a sigh and low groan as Mitchie places more kisses on the base of my neck. Mitchie was sitting down, leaning against the tree. I was in her lap, leaning back on her. She only started doing this a few minutes ago. Mitchie then trails to the base of my neck where she performs more opened mouth kisses that set my skin on fire.

Reaching back so my hand is on the back of her head I pull her up and then our lips meet passionately.

"I'm (kiss) so glad (kiss) you kissed me (kiss) at midnight."

Mitchie then freezes, giving me a look of pure confusion. Panic rushes through my body.

"It…it was you, wasn't it?" Seconds pass and still no answer.

She gives a large grin and nods.

I smack her arm and starting running away, giggling like a little school girl. Mitchie begins to chase after me, also laughing.

I was about to run at the top of the hill when I felt her arms wrap around my waist and we both kneeled to the ground. She then rolled me over so I was on my back.

Her eyes shine in the moonlight from behind her. It's breathtaking.

Her fingers begin to trail my facial features.

"You're so beautiful," she whispers breathily that makes the hairs on my body start to rise. Mitchie then begins to trace my lips. Once finishing she gives it a little peck which I felt was too short.

"I love you," she whispers against my lips. I give a happy sigh.

I repeat her words and mean every syllable.

"I love you too, Mitchie."

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SSSSQQQQEEEEAAAALLLL! It's finally done!

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