"If you could see that I'm the one who understands you, been here all along so why can't you see? You belong with me."
You Belong With Me – Taylor Swift.
Shane sat in the living room, strumming at his guitar. A tune was starting to form but then, Nate and his girlfriend came back from their trip to the cinema. Mitchie came into the living room, "Hey Shane." She smiled. She had long brown hair, that came down to her just below her shoulders. Her smile was the brightest smile Shane had ever seen. She had chocolate brown eyes that made Shane melt. There was only one thing wrong with her.
She was dating Nate, Shane's younger brother. He glanced up at her. "Hey."
"You writing a song?" She asked, taking off her coat, gloves and scarf.
"Yeah." He answered simply.
Mitchie sat down on the sofa opposite him. "Can I hear it?"
"No."
"Shane!" She whined. "Why not?"
"Because, it's not finished, barely started." He told her.
Mitchie pulled off her purple knitted hat, "Well, you'll tell me when your done.. right?"
"Whatever."
"Moody."
Nate came into the living room and sat next to Mitchie placing a kiss on her lips. Shane watched from under his fringe, he envied him. "Hey Shane."
"Hey." He said shortly.
Mitchie leaned over to Nate's ear and stage whispered. "He's being moody. I think it's his... you know, time of the month."
Nate laughed and Shane glared up at them. "You're not funny."
"Lighten up." Mitchie said, still laughing. Shane got up off the sofa and moved over to the window seat on the other side of the room.
He focused back on his song, he wanted to write something but the only thing that came to his head was Mitchie. He shook his head of those thoughts, he couldn't write a song but his brother's girlfriend. That would be just wrong. He looked back over to the happy couple.
"Nate stop it." She giggled as he climbed on top of her.
"Say you love me" He demanded playfully.
Mitchie rolled her eyes. "But you know that. So why do I have to tell you?"
"Because one day you might not say it to me."
"I love you." She said and then their lips met once again. Shane looked away, he felt sick. He wanted to be the one she kissed, the one she loved, the one that made her laugh. Shane got up and stormed out of the door, his guitar's neck clutched in his hand.
"Sorry Shane!" Nate yelled out after him. "Forgot you get a bit jealous, since you haven't had a girlfriend in a while." They laughed.
Shane stopped in his tracks, he went to face them but stopped himself and kept on walking. He was up in this room, sitting on his bed. He felt like smashing his guitar up, this song was not working out. Every time he opened his mouth to sing something he couldn't find the words to describe what he was feeling. Just then their was a knock at his room and Mitchie poked her head round, "Hello."
"Can you just like, leave me alone?"
"Relax." Mitchie laughed. "God. I just wanted to talk to you."
Shane lied the guitar down on his lap. "About what?"
"This book I saw, it looks really good. It's about-"
"The legends of music?" He asked.
Mitchie nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! You've seen it too?"
"Of course I have." Shane said. "It got the greatest artists in it from Prince to Led Zeppelin."
Mitchie smiled at him. "Have you got it?"
"Not yet, you?"
"I'm hoping to get it for my birthday." She said and Shane's eyes lit up, he could get it for her for her birthday next week, it would be the perfect present.
"You never know." The door opened slightly and Nate, he poked his head round the door. "Ready to go?"
"Yes," Mitchie said standing up and straighten out her clothes. "See you later, Shane."
"Bye." He mumbled, as soon as they left the room, Shane fell back on his pillow, he shut his eyes tightly and pressed his palm against his forehead. He had to stop it, she wasn't his girlfriend, she would never be. She was happy with Nate, his brother for crying out loud. He felt like screaming, crying and breaking something, it was just wrong to feel like this, so wrong.He pushed the guitar away from him. He felt emotionally exhausted, he put his head in his hands and groaned to himself. Just then Jason, his older brother came into the room. "What's up with you?" He asked.
Shane looked up at him. "Oh, er, nothing. Just thinking." He said standing up and pretending to sort stuff out in his room.
"Thinking about what?"
"Stuff, OK? Just some things." He answered bluntly, Jason looked at him with this eyebrows raised. "What do you want Jason?"
"Nothing, just a brotherly chat."
"Get out."
Jason sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm going." He exited the room and Shane fell back against his wall. Would he ever be happy?
