Chapter 2
I stared at the screen for a full five seconds before pressing ok.
"shiiiit! i just remembered i leave tomorrow morning for africa and i didn't have any days to hang out with you :( I miss you and laying with you"
My heart was legit pounding as I read the text again and again and again.
He would never know how much that one simple text meant to me. How it legitmentely turned my whole mood around. How it made me smile and my inside squirms. It made me realize how pathetic I am, but I don't care! Cause Shane is sad face about not getting to see me and he wants to lay and cuddle with me!
But through my happiness I also hated myself. I had gone to bed legit 5 minutes before he texted me that! Why couldn't I have just stayed awake? I scolded myself then decided to reply anyway, maybe there was still hope of having a conversation with him!
"i seriously only go to bed early the nights you text me, i'm not that lame! but i'm gonna miss you and it sucks we didn't get to hang out. we definitely should when you get back!"
I sent the message and set my phone down quickly. I couldn't just sit here and wait to see if he responded so I walked out of my room and went to brush my teeth. When I was done, he still hadn't responded so I left my phone in my room and went to shower. I heard my phone vibrate as I was about to step into the shower and walked back to my room.
Anyway, you don't need to hear all of the embarassing details about how nervous and pathetic I get. Point is, he replied!
"yeah we definietly will when I get back. but next time you see me I'll probably be incoherent. you better not be forgetting the party we're having when I get back!"
Shane was so stupid. He knew if he got caught drinking at one of the sneaky parties our friends had he literaly be killed. Not only by his agents and managers but by Nate and probably a lot of teenage girls moms. But he was convinced they wouldn't get caught because they were smart about it. And someday it won't be such a big deal, but obviously Shane is still currently underage.
Moving on. No one cares about the next week of my life. No Shane. No depression, cause I still had the proof in my phone that Shane missed me and wanted to see me. Let's fastforward to when exciting stuff happens. The Welcome Home Shane Party.
The only guests were Jake, Caitlyn, Lola, Ella, Alice, Shane, Nate, Jason, and I. "The Pack" Everyone except me and Caitlyn were partying and taking shots.
The two of us were always the moms. Someone had to say sober to take care of the stupid friends. After everyone was pretty much messed up we dispersed through the house and everyone was doing there own thing.
"Mitchie," Shane mumbled stumbling over to me, "Will you read me a book. I want to look at a book. Help me up stairs."
I smiled and took Shane's hand to support him up the stairs. We went to Jake's bedroom and Shane pulled a World Record book off the shelf and dropped down on the bed. I sat down next to him and we started flipping thorugh the pages. When Shane saw something he liked he would pet the picture or lay on the book. When there was something the slightest been trippy or confusing "Turn the page! I can't look at that!"
Everyone else was extremely annoyed by Shane, but I couldn't be. Cause even though he was drunk he was with me. And I wasn't gonna complain.
I spent the whole night with Shane, helping him around and talking to him. Until around 3 in the morning when Nate took control. He hadn't drank as much as everyone else so he was being responsible, making sure everyone was ok and making people go to bed.
"Shane," he was saying, "You have stuff to do tomorrow. You seriously have to go to bed."
"No!" Shane whined, "Please a little longer. Please let me stay awake. I don't want to go."
This went on for a few minutes until Shane made eye contact with me.
Then with Caitlyn, Jake, Alice, and Nate all in the room with us, Shane reached his hand out to me. I grabbed it and continued staring at me.
"Come with me," he said, so everyone could hear.
I smiled as my heart soared.
"Ok."
That was all it took and Shane went right along with Nate and straight up to bed. I had every intention of going up wtih Shane and just cuddling with him. But apparetnly no one else did.
Within five minutes everyone told me it was stupid to go up there and basically forbid me from doing it.
"Mitchie," Caitlyn said to just me, "Seriously don't. Its ok when you're both sober but don't go lay with him when he's like this."
So I didn't.
My phone vibrated a few times in my pocket.
Two new messages from Shane.
"come upppp please please please please!"
"I just wan t lay here wit.h you,"
My heart dropped as my desire to go lay with him seared through me. But everyone knew he had just text me and everyone convinced me not to.
I didn't get to see him in the morning cause I had to leave early. So needless to say, all day I was uneasy. I couldn't stop thinking about how I didn't lay with Shane. I couldn't stop wondering if he cared. And it was these feelings that led me to go something that, for me, was very bold.
It was around midnight the night after Shane's welcome home party. I was laying in my bed with my phone. My parents, who were home now, were already asleep and I had just got a text from Shane saying he was bored.
After a short meaningless conversation I said to him.
"hey i don't know if this matters but i wanted to come upstairs last night but everyone was against it."
And then I waited. Ten agonizing minutes. And then he finally responded.
"well that definitely matters to me. :) just tell them they're stupid and you're a big girl. It's not like i was gonna try to rape you. I just wanted you to be there so we could talk and cuddle. next time will you yell at them until they let you lay with me?"
And I was filled with a mixture of sadness that I hadn't cuddled with him and happiness at the amazing text he had just sent me.
Even better, we continued to text just for fun for almost two hours.
And this continued for the next month. We would text about nothing. He text me when he was bored. We hung out a few times.
He asked me how I honestly feel at the parties when he gets drunk. If I'm annoyed or what. He asked if I would ever take a few shots. But he didn't care if I didn't cause it was up to me.
There was the time he complained cause I couldn't go hang out with "The Pack". Then he text me while with them saying he wished I was there so bad!
Once after just the two of us hung out he texted me "thanks for hanging out with me. all i could think about today is how bored i'll be tomorrow when i'm sitting through meetings for the band. but now all i can think about is you :)."
Ok, again you get the point. My life is awesome! Shane and I are finally at the point where we can text each other cute things and talk about nothing and hang out just the two of us and weeeeeee!
For the first time, I see a real possibility of us dating. That's right I said.
If only I knew the first time I thought this, that I had thought too soon.
Thanks for reading PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!
This story really means something to me so it's great to hear your thoughts and opinions! Especially on the writing style cause it's a little different than what I usually do.
