Due to the many reviews and PM's, alerts and faves, about continuing this story I have decided to due so.

Hope you like.

I don't actually know how long it took to film CR2. To be honest I'm not that big of a fan, besides Demi's parts.

And as promised...this comes from Sterling's side.

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Mixing Two Lives

"I lied. I need to talk to you."

On the other side of the line, he couldn't hear anything.

He wasn't surprised.

His was timid, way out of character compared to the happy and funny Sterling he knew she was use to. "Can you come over to my dressing room? Or maybe I could come over there?"

Demi's voice came out in a stutter. "N-No. I'll come over there. I'll be there in a minute."

She must have pressed the end button before he could respond, because the only sound he could hear after that moment was the dial tone.

He let his hands fall into his lap as he stared at the screen of his phone as the light on it dimmed slowly until it turned black, the background of Demi and himself making funny faces disappearing from view.

He had put this off. How long had it been now? Five, six months? A year since he had wanted to tell her?

The last six months had been the hardest.

She had gone away on tour and the only time he had to see her was when she was up on stage or on her down time between shows and cities. He remember the times he had knocked on her dressing room and the door had swung open to show her, a look of shock and happy surprise covering her face. Then he would wrap his arms around her and tell her that he had promised to come to as many of her shows as he could and she'd wrap he arms around his neck just as tight, as she told him how happy she was that he showed up.

At every show.

Then, there had been the magazines. All of the articles that couldn't help but catch his eyes that were filled with rumors about Demi...and Joe.

She had also spent her time on the set of Camp Rock Two, finishing the film that took nearly three months. That didn't seem like a long time, but after the first few magazines with Demi and Joe's face on the cover and somehow involving the word romance, it seemed like forever.

He had been able to get it out of her inconspicuously on one of their movie nights, that thankfully, she wasn't dating the Jonas.

He still felt uneasy.

It didn't help that most of his time had been spent shooting his own movie too.

And she had shown up to surprise him too. Many times. Sometimes she had shown up in the middle of the night, without so much as a phone call, and they'd spend the next six hours until he had to get ready for shooting, just talking or watching movies on the small TV in his trailer.

He could believe that she had done it out of friendship.

He really did believe that girls and guys could be friends...it was just that...he didn't want to be just friends with her.

He knew it was wrong. He knew that he was 20 years old and he should be looking for someone his own age. But the thing was, was that when you were on a TV show it was hard to find people that acted normal around you and just wanted to be around you because your you and not because of what you did.

Demi was one of the few people he hung out with on a regular basis and he didn't have to put on a show. Normally, he was a happy person. He tried to look on the bright side of things. But, on his bad days, he had been able to act just like it was, a bad day, and she'd be there to help him make it better.

Even though she was only 17, she didn't act like she was. He could have a serious conversation with her and still laugh until they were both clutching at their sides. And she was real. Most of her time, outside of work, was used to help the community or relief funds. She'd taken part in so many charity events in just the last year it made his head spin. She was genuinly a good person.

And somehow, now matter how much he told himself that he liked her as a friend, something inside of him told him that he was lying. He liked her way more than that.

Then they had gotten the news.

Chad and Sonny were finally getting together.

This morning, when she had walked into his dressing room to tell him how nervous she was, he nearly cracked a smile. He had put on a face and told her that it was no big deal and that it was only an onscreen kiss. It wasn't like anyone was going to take anything from it.

Or at least that was what he had told himself.

Then it had happened and he had gotten caught up in it.

Somehow an innocent...yet passionate on screen kiss, had turned into something that he knew she hadn't been expecting either.

Sonny and Chad were no where near that lip lock.

And it wasn't easy at all.

He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. Now, he knew how he felt. For sure. He knew that he had to at least let her know how he felt.

Suddenly, from the other side of his door, he heard a knock and her voice call out to him. "Hey? Sterling?"

He stood up, wiping his hands on his jeans and he cleared his throat. He opened the door and let it swing open to see her. "Hey, Dem. Come on in." He nodded his head for her to come inside.

She did. She followed the path she normally took every morning and then stopped just before her seat on the couch, turning to face him.

He watched her and leaned against the door and his face had fallen from a forced smile into an all-around frown.

Demi twisted around awkwardly, hands opening and closing anxiously. "So...you wanted to talk to me?"

He didn't talk. He didn't... couldn't say anything like he was suppose to. Instead, he took three long strides forward and pressed his lips against hers and took her face into her hands, cupping her cheeks lightly.

Then it happened exactly as it had before and it was just as intense.

Only this time, there was no excuse of a script.

His hands made down her neck and their way to her waist, tugging her against him until they touched from head to toe. She pressed back against him and let one of his hands fist into her hair at the nape of her neck to move her head at just the right angle. Her hands wound their way to the back of his neck, pulling at him to somehow come closer.

He could feel the heat radiating off of her and seeping into him. He could feel tiny electric shocks working their way through him everywhere their skin touched. He felt her knees as they started to collapse and he let one of his hands find the small of her back and hold her up, just as they both pulled away, gasping for breath.

Then, the bliss was gone.

He stepped back as his eyes widened. "I shouldn't have done that."

Her face fell from what looked like content happiness to confusion.

He held up his hands. "No! No, that's not what I meant. I just...I had this whole speech planned out about how long we've known each other and how much time we've spent together...and much I can't stop thinking about you." He shook his head. "I've tried. I really believe that girls and guys can just be friends, but for some reason I don't want it to be that way with you."

To his relief, she smiled.

"I just... I saw you and I couldn't... I couldn't help myself once I saw you." He stepped forward again, so that if he reached out he could touch her. "I don't know how you feel, and I know how wrong it is for me to like you, especially after that talk you had with your mom about cast romances..."

Demi's eyes widened in terror. "You heard that?"

He nodded slightly, a small smile on his face. "Yeah...I was going to give you something when I heard you and your mom talking in your dressing room." He looked away from her for a moment before he let his eyes meet hers. "...But, I just wanted you to know how I felt. That doesn't mean you have to like me back."

Demi smiled and she took a step forward. "Well, this makes things a lot easier." A blush spread across her face. "I thought I was going to have to come over here and hear some disappointing story about something else that happened today...and I'd have to be the one to tell you how much I like you." She stopped just in front of him. "You confessing first made it easier on me."

His small smile spread across his face throughout her speech until he laughed. "Well...then I guess the biggest problem we're going to have is telling your mom."

She shrugged, letting her arms wrap around his neck. "Well, that...and all the screaming fan girls you have when they realize you're taken."

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Yes, and I'm leaving it just like that. I didn't want to leave it on a cheesy kiss. I wanted it to end with a bit of humor.

Thanks all. Now going to try to finish the next chapter of TWC.

And please don't forget to review…it's basically my crack. Oh, and also, check out my other fic I started Rewind and Press Play for spoilers about the upcoming episodes of SWAC.