My stupid, stupid heart. Why did I have to fall for the one person I couldn't fall for? Love does suck, and it's not fair. One minute everything was fine, everything was good. Now it's just chaos. Another thing that is annoying is that I feel that my love is classified in the "Unrequited Love" section of the library.

6 months ago…

Finally our fourth album releases today, and I am more annoyed than excited. Well for one, the album took forever to write, Shane could not keep his head focused. Next, the recording for our songs were always postponed, Shane was always out and about. Actually, the delay of our album is completely Shane's fault. It started after the Final Jam at Camp Rock; one word, or person actually, Mitchie. Don't get me wrong, Mitchie is…okay and she did make Shane all "good" and his real self again, but it's like there is no other world away from Mitchie with him.

Mitchie and I really haven't really talked to each other so my opinion to her is pretty biased. Everybody knows that I am a quiet and reserved guy, hence all the magazines writing that, which is why Mitchie and I haven't really gotten to know each other; I don't know what to say to her and she is usually stuck to Shane whenever she is around.

"Who-hoo press conference today," gasped Jason with a goofy smile on his face. I really admire how he was oblivious to all the problems in the world.

"Yeah, took long enough," I murmured. Seriously am I the only one bitter about this?

"Hey guys!" Shane yelled as he and Mitchie walked through the door. Honestly, when are those two not together? It's like they're hands are attached together with everlasting superglue.

"Hey," I answered back, clearly without enthusiasm.

The two walked toward the couch near us and sat down. Wait, are the two fighting? They were holding hands, but Mitchie did not have the regular smile she usually had pasted on her face. I didn't really want to get into things, but I was dying to know the problem.

"What's wrong with you two?" Jason asked. Thank god, I was this close to asking, but that just wouldn't be me to butt in.

"Oh Mitchie is writing the songs to her next album, you see," Joe started, "and since I'll be going away to see my family for 2 weeks and touring for promotion solo for another couple of weeks I won't be there to help her… or see her at all." He gave Mitchie a small smile.

"You know I understand," Mitchie said lowly, "It's just weird being away from you for that long."

Come on, one month or so will not kill them.

"Yeah. I just want to know that you're safe here and that someone's always looking after you."

"Shane, I'm not a kid anymore. I can look after myself."

"I guess so," he said, but there was that look on his eyes showing that this wasn't over for him.

The press conference went well. They introduced Connect Three's solo tours, "Breaking the Connection", where our group would split up and tour solo promoting ourselves, the band, and promoting our newest album. The party after that was also fun, many girls, as always, scattered about the dance floor. When I finally got up to go to Jason, someone pulled me into the corner.

"Hey man," It was Shane. What was he doing?

"Hel-lo," I said arching my brow.

"Dude, you know I'm leaving."

"Yeah…" Where was this going?

"Well I just wanted to ask you for a favor," Shane said, his eyes piercing into mine. "I want you to look after Mitchie while I'm gone. Pretend to help her with her music, or tour her around the city, I don't care. But just keep a close eye at her; dude you're the only one I trust, and Jason too but you know how he can be sometimes."

"Ha yeah," I agreed, but there was something I could not seem to agree with. "But Shane, I don't think that it's such a great idea. You know, like being a bodyguard to your girl. Plus we're not even that close."

"Yeah, but that's why I asked you. You're smart, you'll figure something out." There was silence after that. I surely wanted to say "no" but Shane's face, the sadness I rarely see, finally compelled me to say, "Yeah, fine, I'll do it."

"Thanks man, it's like you took a knife out of my back." He said, with a new happier smile on his face.

"What are friends for, right?"

And that was the start of my chaotic life. Why did I have to be so nice?

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So was it suckish?? Failed attempt??