Everything stopped in the kitchen. Michael stepped in and Eve and him shared a moment. I walked to stand beside Shane, and he grasped my hand. Nobody said anything for what seemed like hours. I don't know if anyone would have except for the fact that Shane whispered in my ear.
"I think they need some time alone." I nodded and followed him to the door.
"Wait. Claire, i need to talk to you." That was the last thing i thought Michael would say first. I knew what i had to do. Eve was pleading me to leave them to talk anyway, so i saved her the pain.
"Well, i think it can wait until morning." I smiled at Eve and she smiled back gratefully. Shane pulled me along up the stairs and into his room.
I sat beside him and instead of kissing me, he just stood up and went to the window. I felt more rejected than i should of.
"There's something weird with Michael."
"I think we all worked that out."
"No, i mean something big, something's scaring him. And what's worse, I think he's scared about himself." Suddenly the note made more sense. "I think he likes you Claire." I burst out laughing. He looked a little crushed, but i couldn't help it. Michael loves Eve, not me. "You think i'm joking? The other day he told me i don't treat you right."
"So? That could just be a big brother thing."
"What about the fact i caught him in your room when you were at the lab yesterday?" He had me with that one. Michael was big on privacy and personal space.
"Don't you think Michael deserves a bit more respect from you Shane? Why would Michael do that to you anyway?" Neither of us spoke for a while. It was surprisingly quiet downstairs too. Finally Shane spoke.
"Ok, you're right." But something in his eyes told me he wasn't going to let this go. So i leaned into him and he held me tight. I looked into his eyes and gravity pulled our lips together. He pulled me too the bed, and things would of gone further, until we stopped at a knock on the door. Well, we thought it was Shanes, but when i looked down the hall, it was Michael knocking on my door.
Shane quickly shut the door and looked me in the eye.
"Claire, go and find out what he wants to say so badly. Come back and tell me straight after." He kissed me again and checked out the hallway. "Knock on his door and talk to him." He gave me half a smile closed the door behind him. Everything was so weird. Shane? Jealous? Of Michael? Something wasn't right.
I knocked on his door and he opened. His face lit up and motioned for me to sit on his bed.
"I thought you were asleep." I knew i shouldn't lie, but all i could see was Shane serious face.
"I heard you knock, but when i got to the door you'd gone." I tried to sound as truthful as possible, and it looked as if i had managed to sound convincing. "Did you want anything in particular?"
"Yeah, urm, i need to confess something." When he stopped i nodded so that he knew to carry on. "I-I don't know what to do. I love Eve i really do. But, now it just doesn't seem like i should be in a relationship if i like someone else." Oh crap. Shane was right. I could sense it coming. "Claire, i really like you. Sometimes it just feels like i'm with the wrong girl. And your with the wrong guy." His eyes looked at me pleadingly. But i could only hear those last words going over and over in my head. And your with the wrong guy. And suddenly i wasn't confused anymore. I was angry, angry for Shane.
"How dare you. Shane is your best friend. I'm your girlfriends best friend. Are you insane!"His eyes turned sad and you could see the genuine pain. I almost felt bad. Almost. "I don't even care that you 'like' me. But how dare you say i shouldn't be with Shane." And suddenly, everything went out of focus as his lips crushed down on mine.