Mitchie awoke to the sound of her cell phone, buzzing with a hint of aggression. She glanced over at her side table and read the bright red letter ... 3:13am. Who would call me at this time? She wondered to herself.
She cautiously answered it, seeing the caller id said "Unknown"
"Hello..." She trailed off. It came out more like a question rather than a greeting.
"Hey, Mitchie? Oh thank god! I thought something was wrong. I rang like 35434 times, and you didn't answer! You had me so worried babe. Are you okay?" of course, it was Shane. Although it was 3 in the morning and he was completely oblivious to the time difference, she smiled at his words.
"Shane, I'm fine. It's... 3:15 in the morning, and that's why I didn't answer. Honey, you forgot the time difference again, didn't you?" She laughed lightly, upon hearing the gasp followed by a frustrated sigh.
"I'm sorry Mitch. You're right, I forgot. I just really wanted to talk to you. We haven't spoken properly for 3 weeks, and I miss you... so so much." Mitchie lied back down and moved her pillow to the side of her, clinging to it tightly. She did this every time she thought of Shane. Not being able to see him for 5 months was taking a bigger toll on her emotions then she thought.
"I know, I miss you too. But the tours nearly finished. I mean, you'll be home in...6 days exactly, well my time. Hey, where are you anyway?"
"Right now? I'm in Ireland. You'd love it here baby, there's so much open space. It's really beautiful." Mitchie closed her eyes, picturing the scenery that her boyfriend was currently describing. She smiled contently.
"Sounds beautiful" She mumbled.
"I better let you get back to sleep, call me when you can, okay?"
She didn't want to hang up, but Shane was right. She needed sleep, seeing as she had school in the morning.
"Alright Shane, love you"
"Love you too." Then she heard a soft click, signalling the call had been ended. She sighed and threw her cell somewhere across the room. Oh how she missed Shane.
It had been 4 days since that call. And every day she missed Shane more and more. Only two more days. She kept telling herself, however it didn't change the sickening feeling she had in her stomach. She felt pathetic in a way. She shouldn't be this dependent on Shane, and she knew it. Even her mom had picked up on her miserable presence and decided that she and Mitchie would have a "girls day out" so to speak. Go see a movie, get their hair done, all that kind of stuff.
Mitchie had just finished getting ready, and decided to call Shane. Just one quick phone call won't hurt, right? It rang and rang, and eventually Mitchie heard his angelic voice, however it was not what she was hoping for. Message Bank.
Sighing, she threw her phone into her slightly oversized handbag and made her way downstairs, meeting her mom just at the door.
Connie Torres yelled out a few things to her husband, letting him know they'd be home in about 3 hours, before pulling her teenage daughter out the door and into the car. What a fun day this will be.
The next day, Mitchie tried calling Shane again, but got the message bank every time. Worried, she rang her best friend, Caitlyn. Caitlyn was close friends with Shane, aswell as his brothers, Nate and Jason. Caitlyn answered after the second ring. Well thats a change, Mitchie thought to herself.
"Yello?" Caitlyn answered, extremely bubbly considering it was a Monday morning.
"Cait, hey. Uhh, have you been able to get through to the boys? Shane hasn't answered any of my calls since Thursday. Im getting worried."
"Mitch, there on a tour. If you want updates on your boyfriend, check one of those trashy gossip sites." She answered in a mono tone.
"Caitlyn, im being serious. Its been four days, Shane never ignores my calls like this. Im really worried."
"Okay, look. Ill call Mr lover boy before i leave for school, and ill see if he answers. But seriously Mitch, you worry too much. He's probably have fun, like you should be doing. Now go and get ready ill swing by in, uhh, about 30 minutes. love ya" Then Mitchie heard the dial tone. Caitlyn didn't know how to say goodbye on a telephone properly. She sighed and continued looking around for her school books. She began thinking about what Caitlyn had said.
Maybe she was right. Am i just overreacting about nothing? Im sure hes fine. Yeah, hes absolutely fine...She smiled to herself, winning the silent argument between her heart and her head. But that smile soon faded as the next thought entered her mind... What if hes mad at me?
Thoughts? :)
I know, my writing skills suck. But im totally uninspired (like my name says :p) with my other story, so i kinda just wrote this.
By the way, title is Weightless by All Time Low ;]
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