A/N: Okay, so I did a poll, and the two results that I got said that I should either post a Smitchie or a Natella next. So...I decided to do both. I'm posting another three shot that focuses on the three awesome ships I support, and again it's based on a John Mayer song. :)

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angellwings

Edge Of Desire

By angellwings

Chapter One: Don't Say a Word

"Don't say a word,
just come over and lie here with me.
Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see.
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe.
There I just said it,
I'm scared you'll forget about me."

-John Mayer, "Edge of Desire"

Mitchie sighed and pushed around the food on her plate. She glanced around the table with a furrowed brow. This was the most depressing lunch she'd ever been to. No one looked happy. Which was sad because she knew the guys were excited to go back on tour, they just weren't excited to leave everyone else behind. Nate kept shooting Ella sad sideways glances when he didn't think anyone was looking, and Ella for her part was entirely focused on her salad. She hadn't looked up once.

Caitlyn was sitting unusually close to Jason and allowing far more casual touches than she normally did. Mitchie noticed Jason currently had his arm around the back of Caitlyn's chair. He gave Caitlyn a small hollow smile and she nudged him playfully with her elbow. She leaned toward him and whispered something that put a genuine smile on his face.

Mitchie felt Shane grab her free hand that rested in her lap.

"You okay?" He asked softly.

She nodded. "I'm fine. So, you go on tour tomorrow. It's not like we haven't dated through multiple tours, right?"

He leaned in and kissed her cheek with a warm smile. "Yeah, but this is the first time you won't be on tour with us. Ms. Gets-to-Headline-Her-Own-Tour-This-Summer."

"Are we really not going to see each other for the next three months?" Mitchie asked.

Shane squeezed her hand and swallowed thickly. "I guess so."

Mitchie sighed again. "Dinner at my place tonight?"

He smirked and quirked a brow at her. "You're not going to cook are you?"

She chuckled and smacked his arm. "No, I learned my lesson last time. I'll order take out."

He nodded. "Alright, then I'll be there."

"Good, I think we need some time away from these four," Mitchie said as she motioned to their friends.

"You mean the four people who are all currently in denial?" Shane asked her knowingly. He leaned toward her to whisper, "Yes, we certainly need time away from them. I hate to say this, but my brother's are idiots. They need to just make a move already, geez."

Mitchie laughed and kissed his cheek. "Oh, Shane, I love you."

He smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Love you too, Mitch."

Mitchie distributed the Chinese food on plates. She'd gotten a large order of sesame chicken for them to split and then ordered Shane a side of mixed vegetables. She was fine with rice and chicken, but Shane insisted on having vegetables. For a semi-spoiled rock star he ate very well. She heard the lock on her door unlatch and then heard the door open and close.

"Mitch?" Shane called from the door.

"In the kitchen!" Mitchie yelled. She heard his footsteps, and then smiled brightly when she caught sight of him in her kitchen doorway. She immediately hugged him and gave him a quick kiss. "Hi."

He smiled affectionately at her. "Hi. So, what did you get?"

"Sesame chicken, white rice—"

"And mixed vegetables?" Shane asked hopefully.

"Of course, and they threw in two port eggrolls cause they knew it was us," Mitchie said with a chuckle.

"Sounds delicious," He said as he took the plate Mitchie held out to him.

"What would you like to drink?" Mitchie asked as she looked inside of her fridge. "I have a Snapple left from our last movie night."

He held out his free hand. "Give it."

She laughed and handed him the glass bottle. "I figured you'd want it."

"So, where are we eating?" He asked.

"I've got the floor pillows set up around the coffee table. Is that okay?" She asked as she poured herself a glass of Cran-apple juice.

"That's perfect," He said as he quickly set his stuff down and then came back to help Mitchie. He took the glass of juice from her hand and let carry her plate. He winked at her. "Don't want you spilling something, Klutzy."

She rolled her eyes. "Gee, thanks, Oh wonderful boyfriend of mine."

"You're welcome, oh wonderful girlfriend of mine," Shane said with a smirk.

Shane set her glass down in front of her once she was seated and then sat down next to her. They ate in silence for a few minutes before Shane finally spoke up.

"So, this afternoon at lunch…you seemed upset," Shane said hesitantly. "Are you sure you're okay?"

She sighed and set her fork down. "Honestly? No, I'm not."

He set his fork down as well and turned toward her. "Mitchie…"

She wrapped her arms around his mid-section and then laid them both back on her carpeted floor. Shane put his arms around her and sighed.

"I'm just gonna miss you, that's all," Mitchie said softly.

"Believe me, I'm gonna miss you too," Shane told her. "But we've done the distance thing before. We can do it again."

"I've almost forgotten what a long distance relationship was like, Shane," Mitchie told him honestly. "We've been in the same place for six years now. I'm back to those same insecurities I had after that first summer."

Shane leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "You're not the only one with fears."

Mitchie scoffed. "Oh yeah? What do you have to be scared of? You're the one that's gonna have girls throwing themselves at you all summer long."

"I don't know if you've noticed but you're not exactly lacking in male admirers," Shane told her with a sigh. "And I know I'm not the easiest person to deal with. Sometimes…sometimes I think I'm not good enough for—"

"Don't say it, Shane. You're perfect for me, and that's the end of it," Mitchie said sternly.

"I'm scared you're going to forget, Mitch. I'm scared that while I'm gone some other guy is going to swoop in and make you forget. I know it's ridiculous and I trust you completely. It's just this fear that's nagging at me," Shane admitted hesitantly.

Mitchie swallowed thickly and snuggled deeper into his chest. "I have those fears too, Shane. I'm not as glamorous as other girls, I know that. And I know that I tend to get a little too caught up in music sometimes—"

"Those aren't problems," Shane told her with a smile. "Those are reasons why I love you."

Mitchie sighed happily. "Well, then you should know that I like that you're a little high maintenance. I kind of love maintaining you."

He laughed softly and nodded. "That's definitely good to know."

"Can we reheat the food later?" Mitchie asked. "I just want to lay here with you for a while."

Shane took a deep breath and kissed her lips quickly. "I think that's a good idea." He tightened his arms around her. "I love you, Mitchie."

She smiled. "I love you too." She leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. She placed a few more teasing kisses on his lips. She giggled when he whined as she tried to pull away and he quickly pulled her lips back to his. He deepened the kiss and rolled her over on top of him. She pulled back and laughed. "Shane, this isn't exactly comfortable. It can't be very comfortable for you either."

"Yes," He said as he kissed her neck. "The difference is that I don't particularly care."

She smiled at him. "Well, if you don't care…then neither do I." She used her hands to lift his head from her neck and then caught his lips with hers again. Shane smiled against her lips and paused to look her in the eyes.

"I love you, Mitchie. Trust me, we'll survive the next three months. There's no way I could ever forget you. You make me better."

She flashed him a watery smile and sniffled. "I love you too. I can't forget you. I refuse to. Promise."