Tree House

Shane and Mitchie talk in their old tree house. A Not-Too-Short Smitchie one-shot

I really don't own anything. BTW, I don't even own the tree house, because it's actually The Jonas Brother's tree house, so like…yeah. I only own the plot, really.

NOTICE: This is in Mitchie's POV

I was simply walking to my neighbor's house. My neighbor is Shane Gray, Pop star -- I mean, Rockstar -- Shane Gray.

Yeah, the one from Connect 3. Lead singer. He is like…my best friend.

My best friend who I have a crush on.

Anyways, while I was walking there, I heard someone playing guitar from me and Connect 3's old tree house. Sounds like Shane. I smiled and climbed up, and I was right.

"Hey, pop star." I said. I closed the small door. He looked at me and smiled his 100 Million Dollar smile. I like that smile.

"That's rockstar." Shane said.

"Too bad. You're a pop star to me." I joked.

"Fine. Only you can call me that. No one else." He said. Great! Another nickname.

"Yay!" I cheered. "What were you playing?" Hey, I'm curious. I liked the music, too.

"Oh, I wrote this song called Lovebug, and I was thinking of some music for the chorus. Wanna hear?" He asked. How thoughtful. That's why I love him.

"Sure." I replied. He started to play and sing the chorus,

Now I'm speechless

Over the edge, I'm just breathless

I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again

Hopeless, head over heels in the moment

I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again

I was smiling when he finished, and he took off his guitar and set it to the side . I really liked it. I sat down beside him. "That was cute." I said.

"Cute?" He asked, fake frowning.

"Fine. It was…good, for cookie-cutter-pop star stuff." I said, giggling.

"That's better." He said. He leaned in close to me.

"Who did you write it for?" I whispered against his face.

"Michelle Devonne Torres." He said, then KISSED ME! Breathe, breathe.

We were kissing for a few minutes, and then I noticed that were almost sucking each other's lips. We made out for another 10 minutes, and then pulled away for much-needed air.

"W-wow." I stuttered.

"Yeah…wow." Shane whispered. There was a 10 second silence, until we were all over each other again, and we were roughly making out.

"Shane…" I moaned. "I love you…"

"I love you, too…" He moaned back. We continued kissing for about 5 minutes, then pulled away, sadly.

"So…what does this make us?" I asked.

"Whatever you want it to be." Shane replied. Aw, cutie-pie, anyone?

"Well, I want it to be…" I thought for a second. "More than friends."

"Same, here, Mitch." He whispered and kissed me hard.

"I really love you." I whispered into the kiss, and then deepened it.

And we lay there, kissing passionately.

Aw, Smitchie fluff is my fave!

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Jonas Out,

Secret-songwriter-xox