Unintentionally In Love: A Smitchie Story

Summary: It was the ultimate setup. She needed an acting gig, and he needed damage control. Somewhere along the way, love stepped in, and what was fake, started to feel real. SMITCHIE

Chapter 1- The "Breakup"

"The two were spotted getting very cozy at a table at Hollywood's very own "Red Rose", a popular romantic dinner destination preferred by many of our favorite celebrity couples. Does this mean Hollywood's biggest partier is ready to settle down? Rumor has it, Gray's label isn't too happy about his new girl. What do Shane's fans think? Go to our website and vote now! I'm Susie Sanchez with –"

The television was cut off. The remote was thrown on the table, landing with a harsh, irritable clang!. Shane stared at the remote, and then back at his label's president, who was in a sour mood. "You have five minutes, starting now," she barked, demanding an explanation.

Shane sat up in his chair. "We'll, it looks like, even in my private love life, I have no privacy." The president's scowl didn't fade. Shane sighed. "Look, it was exactly what it looks like. I took Tess out on a date, like a good boyfriend. Screw me!"

The president slapped the back of his head. "Are you kidding me? Do you not ever hear a word we say to you?" Shane flinched at her loud, booming, angry voice. "Do you know what this means?"

"Shane's found a serious girlfriend?" he shrugged.

"No!" she screamed. "It means bad press! Are you nuts? I've been telling you for weeks to get better press! And then, I see this on T.V.! This is the complete opposite of better press! This is what ruins stars like you!"

Shane stared at the vain in her neck. He outlined it with his eyes, catching every detail because it was popping out. He was zoning her out, again.

"Shane! Listen to me!" she screeched. "Get this through your head: You need better press. No one lets their children listen to a horny teenager who lives life like it's dome big party!"

"I'm not a teenager" he corrected. "I'm twenty three."

"Whatever" she groaned. "My point is, teenage girls won't dream about you if they don't know who you are because their parents forbid them from listening to you! You need teenage girls to dream about you!"

"Okay," Shane eyed her skeptically. "Getting over the fact about teenage girls dreaming about me, that's just creepy, I have to point out that you told me to get a serious girlfriend!"

"Not Tess Tyler!" she shrieked. "The girl sleeps with a different guy every night! She's been named Hollywood's Biggest Whore! Is that going to give you better press? No!"

"Hey!" he defended his girlfriend. "We've been dating for a month now and she's been faithful to me! It's been a month and a half since she's been in the tabloids, why not take a chance on her?"

His publicist, who was standing behind him next to an intern, started laughing. "Wanna bet Tyler's had several partners behind Gray's back?" he whispered to the intern, who began laughing.

"I can hear you" Shane yelled.

"So?" his publicist shrugged.

"Shane!" the president groaned.

Shane sighed. "What do you want me to do about it?"

"It's great that you've found love, it really is" his publicist began.

"But you have to dump her" the president finished.

"What?" Shane raised his eyebrows.

"Break up with her" the president repeated. "I want that to be the next thing that comes out of Susie Sanchez's mouth! I want it to be everywhere!"

"Wouldn't that be bad press?" Shane asked.

"Yes, it would be" the president agreed. "But after you dump Tyler, get yourself a new girl. One who will give you good press! And while you two are dating, clean up your act!"

"And what if I can't find a girl?" he asked.

"Then I'll find one for you" she smirked. "Dismissed!"

The president, her assistants, the intern, and other staff members of the label left the room. Shane was left alone, with his publicist, to think of a plan.

"So, I'll call Tess, put it on speaker, and you can be your big, bad self, and break her heart" his publicist cheered. "Assuming she has one." He added. He took out his phone and began dialing the number. It rang twice before Tess picked it up.

"Tess Tyler speaking" her voice sounded dull and drained. "What do you want?"

"Hey Tess" Shane's publicist began.

"Ew, it's you" she groaned.

"Don't worry hun, the feeling is mutual" he spat. "Anyway, Shane just got out of a meeting with his producers and he has something to tell you. You're on speaker."

"Hey Tess" Shane greeted nervously.

"Hey babe!" she replied. "What's up?"

"Um," Shane scratched the back of his head and looked at his publicist, who was staring at him, waiting for the words to spill out of his mouth."

"Um? That was a very long um" Tess pointed out. "What's going on?"

"Well," Shane dragged out. His publicist mouthed the words We need to break up, but Shane turned around to face the wall. "We need to," he hesitated. "Have dinner!" he lied.

"What?" Tess and his publicist asked at the same time. Tess's tone was full of joy, and his publicist was shocked and confused, and a little bummed (AN: Such a funny word, huh? "Bummed" hehehehehe! Oh well, back to the story!)

"Meet me at the Red, Red Rose in L.A. tonight at seven, 'kay?" he clarified. (Another AN: Idk if there really is a restaurant called The Red, Red Rose in L.A., but I made it up. So for our story's sake, yes, there is a restaurant in L.A. called The Red, Red Rose…..and it's very romantic! K? That is all)

"Of course baby!" she cheered.

Shane eyed his publicist as he banged his head on the table. "Um, so that was it. I'll see you tonight, babe" he answered quickly.

"Alright! See you-" he hung up on her.

"WHAT THE FREAK ARE YOU DOING?" his publicist yelled. "You were supposed to break up with her!"

"Nope!" Shane shook his head in disagreement. "I have a better idea!"

"What could possibly be better than breaking up with her?" his publicist asked. "And what makes you so sure I'm going to go along with this plan?"

"Because without me, you have no job?" Shane smirked.

His publicist opened his mouth to answer with a comeback, but he quickly closed it due to a lack of words. Shane laughed as he rolled his eyes. "Why didn't I say yes to Bieber?" he sighed.

****Unintentionally In Love: A Smitchie Story****

Shane tapped on the table with his fingers, impatiently waiting on Tess to arrive. She was already thirty minutes late, and the waitress (who was from some Asian country) had already bugged him several times about his order.

Finally, Tess came marching towards his table, a huge smile plastered on her face and her sparkly, pink dress flowing in the air behind her. "Hey babe!" she grinned and planted a kiss on his lips. "Sorry I was late; my driver got caught in a traffic jam! He is so not driving for anyone in this town again!"

"It's okay" he shrugged.

"So, did you order?" she asked.

"No, I didn't know what you wanted" he answered honestly.

"Shaney!" she whined. "You know I always get the Greek Salad!"

"No, I actually didn't know that" he corrected her. "But thanks for sharing. Our waitress should be back any minute."

"Oh" she shrugged. "Alright. So, what's this news you absolutely have to tell me?"

"Um" he hesitated. "Well, I don't know how to put this, but, my record label wants us to break up." He had mumbled the last part, hoping that wouldn't hear.

"Excuse me?" she dropped her phone, which she had been using the whole conversation.

"They told me I had to break up with you, because it was pad press" he explained. "They said that if I didn't get a new girlfriend by the end of the month, I was screwed."

"So you chose them over me?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Sweetheart," he pointed out. "No record label, no money. No money, no gifts!"

"Oh, okay" she beamed. "This is easy!"

"What?"

"Relax baby! I'll take care of everything!" Tess smiled. "All we have to do is pretend we broke up! And while everyone is sure we have, we secretly date!"

"But what about the whole new girlfriend thing?" he asked.

"I know this guy, who knows this guy, who knows this guy who slept with my sister's, friend's cousin, who knows this guy that owns a wig shop! I'll get myself a wig and we'll be fine!" she explained.

"Okay?" he was unsure.

"Relax baby" she pouted. "Now, to stage the breakup! Let's make a scene!" she winked.

She then stood up, making sure everyone could see her. She added fake tears, and made her mascara run. "WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SAY THAT?" she squeaked, loud enough for the whole restaurant to stop and stare. "TWO POUNDS IS NOT THAT MUCH! I AM NOT THAT FAT!"

Shane winced at her voice, but knew he had to play along. "Honey! Darling!" he took her hand. "Settle down! I didn't call you fat!" He looked at the rest f the restaurant. "I DID NOT CALL HER FAT!" he yelled. "People are staring!" he argued through his teeth.

"I GUESS THIS MEANS WE'RE OVER!" she cried. "Goodbye Shane! I don't need a jerk like you!" she yelled and stormed out.

Everyone's eyes turned back to Shane. He bit his lip. "Relax! She ate a bad taco!" he ran out the door.

****Unintentionally In Love: A Smitchie Story****

"That's right! Tess Tyler and Shane Gray have called it quits! Witnesses report the two arguing at dinner, before Tess stood up, accused Shane of calling her fat, and said they were over. So it looks like bad boy Shane Gray is still at his evil ways. I'm Susie Sanchez, and this is-"

"Excellent!" the president applauded. "Good! Now find a new girl!" she demanded. "Dismissed!" she ordered. Everyone but Shane followed her out.

When Shane was sure that he was alone with his publicist, he took out his phone a dialed Tess' number. She picked up almost immediately. "Hello?"

"They bought it!" he informed her.

"Excellent, I'll be at your house in an hour!"

Hey Everyone! So this is my new story, "Unintentionally In Love". I have big plans for this story! *Insert evil laugh here* haha! I promise, it's Smitchie! Mitchie will probably appear in the chapter after the next, but don't worry! It all has to do with my big plans!

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