Hello!
Reporting all the way from sunny old England is Jade and Julia AKA TurnUpTheMusic-x and francesfresh007. This is our new joint account where we will be working on lots of stories together, both one-shots and multi chaps. They will mainly be based around Smitchie and Naitlyn. So check it out!
This is our first shot at a story together, we really enjoyed creating the plot and writing the first few chapters, so we hope you will enjoy it too. We will WARN you now, there is a character death later on in the story.
Disclaimer: We don't own anything :(
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move like that
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake It
~Shake It by Metro Station. Awesome song :)
"Shane, I asked you to come over, because...because,I needed to tell you something." Mitchie stated, her voice beginning to break, "...You deserve perfection Shane, and I'm sorry but I ain't...I ain't perfect, I never was and never will be. We can't be together no more, and I am so sorry for that, but it is just the way it has to be"
Shane couldnt believe his ears, how could this beautiful girl in front of his eyes be saying these words. "What do you mean..Mitchie...don't do this. We are...you are beyond perfection and way more then I deserve, if anyone don't derserve someone, Its me not derserving you."
"Please....please, don't make this any harder than it is, and don't say words you don't mean and will live to regret. Just accept that..." Mitchie clung her pillow into her chest, and buried her face into it, she began to cry. "It doesn't matter what you say now, because one day you will realise that we were a mistake. Just accept the fact that we arent meant to be!"
"How can I possibly accept a lie, Mitchie we are in love, real love, not stupid fluffy puppy love. We are like, peanut butter and jelly, cake and custard, I don't know, but we just go, we connect. Please, you can not do this to us." Shane cried out.
He went over to the bed and wrapped his arm around Mitchie's shoulder, however she simply shrugged him off. He covered his face with his hands and let out all his emotions. Mitchie stood up and walked across the room, picking up a picture frame containing a photograph of her and Shane, arms drapped all over each other and the cheesiest grins on both of their faces. Shane silently went behind her and looked over her shoulder, down at the picture in her grasp.
"And you say that we aren't meant to be, but just look at that scene. Perfect."
Mitchie turned around to face him, and began to talk, "Shane yo...."
But she was cut off by his lips on hers, he put so much force and passion into that kiss, to make sure Mitchie knew exactly how he felt about her. Acting on her natural habits, she wrapped her arms around his neck and locked them into place. His hands started tightly clasped onto her waist but then moved and were covering her butt. Shane's tounge pushed past Mitchie's barrier of perfect teeth. No battle of dominance began, only pure bliss. The feeling lasted only seconds before he pulled away and looked her straight in the eyes.
"Now tell me you felt nothing"
"Shane...you know I can't do that."
"Then why are you ending this..us?" Shane began to plead, "You don't have to do this Mitch, please"
"Because...I...I think you should go Shane,"
"Mitchie, please don't do this," he begged, taking her hands in his.
She pulled away her hands and placed them firmily at her side.
"You don't want to do this...why are you doiing this?"
"You need better Shane-,"
"Your the best I-,"
"I'm nothing." And with that she opened up her bedroom door, and pushed him out. Slamming the door shut, she rested her back against it and slid down, tears flowing continuously, without anything in her able to stop them. She cried for the love she lost and the hurt she caused, but she cried because she believed that everything she had said was true. She was nothing compared to him.
Mitchie POV
I was sat on the floor of my room, my head against the wall. I had been sat there for a good number of hours, and I hadn't moved once. My tear-stained face was resting on my knees, and goosebumps pricked on my arms.
Why had I done it? Why? Why did I have to go and ruin everything?
I knew the answer to that question. I wasn't good enough for him. Nowhere near. He was a gorgeous, down to earth, great guy. Why would he date me of all people? He could date anyone, from models to actresses. I couldn't live up to his standards, and I knew it would never last, he would get bored of me sooner or later.
And did I really want the fame? I mean, getting called Shane Grey's girlfriend? I would have to deal with the paparazzi, crazy fans – not to mention ones who would be in love with him – and rumours. It would be stressful, and take all the fun and romance out of the relationship, the reason we had got together in the first place.
There was one thing troubling me. I loved him. I loved him with all my heart. From the moment we kissed, the events we attended together, to the concert last week. Through it all, I had loved him.
I became shaky, as I re-lived all my great memories with him. The memories I would try to forget.
His face flashed across my mind. The way his eyes lit up when he smiled. They way he rubbed his nose against mine. The tears that had prickled behind his eyes when I had told him we couldn't be together. His words, his desperate voice. Mitchie, please don't do this. You don't want to do this, why are you doing this?
The memory came back to mer, and more tears rolled down my face. I had lost his heart. But I had done the right thing. Hadn't I?
The more I thought about him, my perfect guy, I realized that I wanted it back. Everything. I wished I could rewind time and stop all this from happening.
But I couldn't.
He was gone.
Shanes POV
I can't do this. I can't believe she has done this. That weren't Mitchie, MY Mitchie saying that. I know it weren't.
I ran down the stairs, out of the door and barely making it to my car, before breaking down. I slumped my head against the steering wheel.
OOOOONNNNNNKKKKKKKK!!! Oh crap. I quickly pulled my head up.
I slammed my foot down on the pedal. Zooming off at 60mph, on a 20mph street. I need to get home, the quicker the better, I'm not bothered about any risks.
I kept my focus on the road in front of me, and I drove and drove and drove. I didn't know where too, but I had to do something, anything to keep my mind off her. Before I knew it, the skies were pitch black. I glanced down at the clock. I had been driving for 3 hours solid.
I guessed it was time I headed back home. I managed to get there within 30mins.
I flew out of my car and fumbled with my keys violently. Geez, come on, come on...finally. I jammed the keys in the door and threw myself inside. I bashed the door close and stormed through the living room, past the bathroom, past Nate's room and up into the attic. The room containing all the instruments. I went up to the drums, picked up the sticks and started banging away. I released all the tension and anger and upset and anything else I felt, just by whacking away.
And no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get Mitchie out of my head. I loved her so much. Mitchie this, Mitchie that, every thought of Mitchie made me hit harder. What am I going to do without her, she's my life, my soul, my everything. By now I was the sound of the drums were echoing around the whole house, making the room shake and shudder, until....crack! The drum stick had burst straight threw into the skin. Oh shit!
God...why did she have to do this? See, no matter what she is always on my mind. I could be with her, with her in my arms right now. Or be singing with her. Or kissing her. I could just be with her.
Why can't I just rewind time, tell her that she was everything I wanted and more, tell her she is perfect no matter what she thinks?
But it's too late.
She was gone.
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