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My Love For You
Mitchie Torres sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her dress was perfect. In fact, it was purple, his favourite colour. Her heels were......... tolerable. Make-Up(courtesy to Ella) was sure going to drive him crazy. She looked like an angel. Okay, an angel with a killer look, considering she was going to meet him at the club. She actually curled her hair, something she thought she'd never do until she was getting married. But she knew he loved it, so she decided to go for it.
A car honked outside her house. It was him. She heard Caitlyn, her BFF give a loud squeal, as she bounded down the stairs.
"You look perfect!," she gushed, making Mitchie blush.
"Thanks," Mitchie replied, grabbing her purse.
"Have a nice time!," cried Caitlyn, waving goodbye.
"Why wouldn't I?" asked Mitchie, and then the two burst out laughing.
"Bye!," said Caitlyn, shutting the door.
"I'm sorry," whispered Mitchie as she got into the car.
He gave her a quick kiss as he drove. Mitchie stared out the window, as they drove down the road, watching the other cars blurr by. Once they reached the club, he got out of the car and opened the door for her.
Such a gentleman she thought, as she straightened her dress. They walked down the path as people stared at them. Of course they would stare. She was with one of the hottest celebrities in the world, and they had a VIP treatment. Which also meant admission in a club without ID's. Mitchie suddenly felt silly for spending 2 hours for making a fake one. She only took that long because she wasn't very good with glue.
He escorted her in as she gaped in surprise. The club was awsome!!! Mitchie was so lost in the beauty that she did not even notice him leading her to the dancefloor. He pulled her to him, as he grinded his body against hers. She moaned and pressed against him, forcing him to nuzzle his lips in her ear.
"Mitchie!," he moaned.
"Nate!," she moaned his name back.
Nate Gray
Her BFF's boyfriend
Caitlyn's boyfriend
Mitchie tried not to think of her guilt, for helping him cheat on his girlfriend, to pay her back for cheating on Nate with Mitchie's boyfriend, Shane. She tried not to think of Caitlyn, who had probably called Shane over, assuming that Mitchie would be gone for the night. She tried not to think of the plan she and Nate had devised- to return home early and walk on Caitlyn and Shane probably when they were cuddling together and making out and other stuff. She just concentrated on the pain in her heart.
If Shane was so happy, then why was she so sad?
If Shane was cheating on her, then why was she uncomfortable on cheating on him?
If Shane did not love her, then why did she love him?
Why was she so good?
Nate let out a sigh and broke into her thoughts.
"Time to go, Mitch," he muttered.
Okay. Pretty short, but stories will become longer as I write more. I have been reading a lot of Smitchie Fanfics lately, ao this is a sort of inspiration.
Hats Off to Havah Kinny, my inspiration, and according to me, a legendary author.
Also, hats off to x.o.x.13.x.o.x., my second favourite.
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EnchantixTracy