This is a fic for and featuring my amazing friend, D R O W N-I N-S E Q U I N S. She is the loveliest, bubbliest person ever, and without her, the world would be a very depressing place. Like in her stories, that are amazing, by the way.
Anyway, here it is. B, I hope you like!
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I rolled my eyes as yet another girl came up to Shane. This wasn't very surprising, but it made me mad nonetheless. She smiled flirtatiously at him, and I tried to stop my gagging. Sure, I might be exaggerating, but not that much. Well, okay, maybe a little bit more than I said.
This girl, who was actually kind of pretty, leaned in slightly, her bangs falling over her eyes. She pushed them back, then giggled. "Hi, Shane," she said. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as Shane smiled back at her. With medium-length brown hair, and bright blue eyes, she was way prettier than me.
She wasn't a regular kind of girl, either. She had a gorgeous smile, and her style was really original. She had a nose stud, this little diamond, which just made her look all the more original. To top it all off, the dress she was wearing was really, really cute, like something I would wear if I had the confidence for it – which, of course, I didn't.
"Hey there," he answered, taking the photo she was handing him. "What's your name?"
"Bonnie," she replied, still smiling. Man, if I could just wipe it off her face… Well, let's just say she wouldn't be so pretty anymore. When did I get so violent? "My name is Bonnie."
"Hi, Bonnie," he told her, scribbling his signature o the picture, then handing it to her. She was supposed to move on now, but she stayed there, and Shane didn't say anything, still smiling at her. Eventually, the other fans pushed her out of the way, but not before she grabbed Shane's hand and scribbled her number on it.
For the rest of the day, I glared at his hand, hoping that maybe glaring at it would erase the phone number. Shane didn't even look at it twice, patiently signing away all the autographs the girls set in front of him. After they were done, the boys and I went to the tour bus.
On our way there, we walked by a bunch of screaming fans, and of course, guess who was there! If you guessed Bonnie, you guessed correctly, because she was there in all her gorgeous glory. She wasn't even yelling! She was just standing there looking at him… Kind of seductively, too.
I shouldn't worry so much, should I? He loves me, and I love him, and I shouldn't worry so much. Right? That's what I was thinking when I felt Shane's arms around my waist. He kissed my neck, and I turned to kiss his lips.
We were in the middle of our impromptu make out session, when Bonnie's obnoxious voice interrupted us. "You're dating her?" she asked.
Shane nodded, kissing me again, and I grabbed his hand, pulling him away from her.
"What was that?" he asked.
I turned and put my arms around his neck. "I just want you all to myself," I answered.
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Well, in my opinion, this sucked, so please tell me otherwise? Unless it's a lie. In that case, don't lie.