Hey guys, here's chapter 3 :) Thanks for all the reviews :)

So has anyone else seen Joe Jonas' new music video, See No More? It's pretty good, but I'm still kinda iffy on his solo thing. I think he's great alone but the type of music doesn't really stick with me. I'm more of a rock kind of girl so it figures. I hope he does really well though :) So good luck to joe :)

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Mitchie P.O.V

An hour later Shane and I were dressed and the kitchen was clean, thanks to Shane. I hadn't let him off that easily.

"Do you have any band stuff today?" I asked him as I made myself another cup of coffee. That sleepless night was weighing heavily on me.

He shook his head and went to grab a bag of chips. "Nope, you?"

"I don't have a band so no." I replied with a smile.

"Ha ha, what a comedian."

I shrugged, "Another talent in my endless list." He snorted at that but I ignored him. "But no, I'm free this week. I told Dan I needed a break and he said that since the album was about to launch I could get a week off before promoting starts."

Shane raised his eyebrows, "A nice producer? I didn't know that was possible. Think I could get his number?"

I laughed, "Sorry, I don't share."

He walked towards me and put an arm around my waist. "Should I be jealous?" He whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I acted nonchalant, "Hmm, maybe... he is a really great guy." I taunted.

Shane growled in my ear. "Not funny Mitch."

"Who said I was joking?"

"The only guy you should be thinking about is me, even more so when it's anything good."

I laughed, "Did all that pancake syrup go to your head? Or have you been hiding this jealous side of you all this time?"

He smiled down at me and skimmed the edge of my jaw with his nose. My legs began to feel unsubstantial at the feeling.

"I didn't know I had a jealous side till a certain singer gave me reason to be."

"Oh, and who is she? Maybe I need to go have a talk with her and tell her you're mine."

He chuckled and pulled me closer, "No need, she knows. Don't you Mitchie?"

I smiled and nodded. I did know. What I didn't know was how I had gotten so lucky getting Shane and knowing he was mine because he felt the same way about me that I felt about him.

We closed the distance between us and were lost in our own world. When we pulled apart we were breathless and smiling.

The coffee machine beeped. We pulled apart and the aroma of coffee surrounded me.

"More Mitch? You've never been much of a coffee drinker." Shane observed.

"Yeah, I'm not but without it I wouldn't survive today." I laughed.

I really wanted to crawl into bed and sleep but I didn't and I didn't want to worry Shane with my sleepless night. He had the tendency to be overprotective.

"Hey, you wanna head out and grab some lunch? Then we could go to that bookstore you told me you've been wanting to check out."

I smiled. One of the things I loved about Shane was that he listened. And I don't mean listen to my problems, although he did, but he caught the little things. It was what showed me that this wasn't just a fling but that it could last. We were the best of friends and we knew each other almost better than we knew ourselves.

"That sounds good, but lunch? Now? Half an hour ago you inhaled five pancakes."

He laughed, "I could eat again, plus you didn't eat anything."

"I wasn't hungry then and I'm not hungry now." I pointed out.

His eyebrows raised, "Mitchie Torres isn't hungry? Is the apocalypse coming?"

I stuck my tongue out at him and turned to at milk and sugar to my coffee.

"Very mature." Shane said behind me and I could hear the smile in his voice.


Shane and I were in the book store laughing at a magazine that claimed that Jason wanted to marry his rottwieler. Jason didn't even have a dog.

"If Jason was to marry any animal it would not be a dog."

Shane nodded his agreement, "No, Jason would find his soul mate in a bird."

I laughed and we continued to joke when Shane's cell phone rang. The lady at the counter glared at him so he went outside.

As I moved away from the magazine stand someone bumped into me.

"Watch where you're going." I heard a girl grumble.

I looked up ready to apologize when I saw who it was. Isabel.

When she saw who I was her eyes narrowed and her face contorted into one of disgust.

"Mitchie," She said with sickly sweetness. "Nice seeing you here."

"I would say the same thing except I don't like to lie."

Her eyes turned into slits. "Excuse me?"

I felt anger boil my blood. "You don't really expect me to act all nice with you after what you did to Shane, do you?"

"Ha! He's the one who dumped me so don't go acting like he's all high and mighty. He really is the jerk the tabloids used to label his as."

My hands clenched into fists, "He dumped you because you were only using him. And how can you act all offended when you lied to him about being pregnant? That's beyond low."

For a moment she was speechless but then she recovered, "Of course you would take his side. He's your friend." She put up quotation signs at the word 'friend'. "But guess what, it's pretty obvious you like him as more than a friend. Too bad for you though he would never go for a sad excuse of an artist and person like you. You trail after him like a lost puppy when he couldn't care less. Now that's sad."

Twenty-four hours ago her words might have affected me but now it made me realize how much of a witch she really was. I thought about bursting her bubble and telling her about Shane and I but I didn't. It wasn't her business.

I shrugged, "That's your opinion and it's one I don't really care about. And I'm glad I can count myself as one of Shane's friends. He's an amazing person and sadly you couldn't see that. But I guess things work out for the best because he deserves better than you. You didn't even think about getting to know the real him, all because you just wanted fame. Fame isn't worth a thing if you can't be happy with who you are, which you apparently aren't. But that's your business which I can't say I care too much about. Yes, that is mean but I lost all respect for you the moment you hurt Shane. He's talented, smart, funny, and he has an amazing heart and feelings. The only thing he did wrong was let you in his life but at least he found out what kind of person you really are and got out of it unscathed."

She seemed to get angrier. "Unscathed? Please, he was head over heels for me. If I wanted I could have him crawling at my feet."

Was she serious? I thought, amazed at how self-centered she was. What had Shane seen in her?

I shook my head, "If you believe that then you really are insane. But that's your problem. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than argue with you."

I stepped to the side and began to walk away but her words stopped me.

"You can act like you're so sure but we all know you're just a failure waiting to happen. Shane only sticks around cause he feels so sorry for you and he knows that if he ever needs a rebound girl you'll be there, waiting to fall at his feet."

I didn't turn around, I refused to have her see the tears forming in my eyes. A part of me knew she was making all that up out of spite but another part of me couldn't help but be affected. Wasn't I taking the place of a rebound for Shane? Only yesterday he was completely into Isabel and today he was with me. If he truly liked me then why was he with her in the first place?

But I wasn't going to let her see me vulnerable. "Say what you want Isabel but I know Shane isn't the kind of person who would deliberately hurt someone, unlike you. You're just making a fool of yourself by acting this way. Like a spurned lover. Lying and trying to make me feel as bad as you do is only going to leave you frustrated and I won't sink down to your level."

I believed what I said. Shane would never hurt me on purpose, or anyone else, but maybe he was hurt and needed someone there for him. And here I was. Maybe it was my fault for telling him how I felt. He probably didn't want to hurt me by rejecting me and he was hurting too.

My head hurt and my eyes burned. I told myself it was from my sleepless night and empty stomach.

I walked to the door, not paying any more attention to the fuming girl behind me. As I opened the door I came face to face with Shane. He smiled at me but it fell the moment he saw my face.

"Mitchie? What's wrong?" He asked, concern clear on his face.

I just shook my head and walked away, the cold air stinging my face.

I heard Shane make a noise that sounded like a growl behind me and then,"Isabel?"

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