a/n: Hey! So reviews were kind of low for the last chapter, but I won't let that get to me! I know a lot of you really like this story, including me, so I will not end it until its time!

And sadly, Mitchie won't be telling Shane the truth for awhile, just saying. Enjoy!

CHAPTER FOUR: WHAT YOU SAY

I sighed as I sat down on set, ready to film the last scene of the day. Nate glared at me shortly before looking over his script.

"Told him the truth yet?" He didn't bother to look up at me.

Rolling my eyes, I looked at my script, copying him. "No. Why do you care so much, anyways?"

"Because he is my brother and I would have to live with him during his heartbreak. Seriously, tell him before it is too late."

I handed the script to the make up artist, who gave it to a stage hand and started messing with my face. As she finished, I looked back at Nate. "Come on, Nate, he can't be that heartbroken if he finds out."

"Says you!" He threw his script down and looked me straight in the eye. "If you tell him the truth now, he will be hurt, but it won't last long. If you tell him later, he probably won't ever forgive you. Get it?"

"What you say isn't going to change my mind, Gray. It was my choice to get into this mess and I will get myself out of it."

After the stage hand retreated his script, he leaned forward. "If you don't tell him, I will."

Anger raced through my body. This was Nate, the one always willing to help others, the one who was most like my brother out of the three Grays, and he was threatening me.

"You wouldn't."

"Oh I would."

We scoffed at each other as the director came over.

"Hey, kids. We ready to do this?" He smiled wide and raised an eyebrow at our unresponsiveness. "Okay then." He quickly walked behind the camera and made sure everything was set. "And…action!"

The lights dimmed and I quickly put on my 'love sick' face. "Daniel, what's going to happen to us?"

Nate wrapped his arm around me, his hand rubbing my shoulder. I internally gagged.

"I'm not sure, Ashley. Whatever happens, I'll love you. Your parents fail to see our love and that is their illness. They have fallen out of love with each other so they don't accept the fact that their daughter is in love."

"I guess you're right. But what if they ban me from seeing you? Surely we cannot overcome that." I rested my head on his shoulder.

He lifted my chin with his fingers and kissed me softly. Ugh.

"We'll be fine. You just have to trust me. Okay?"

"Always."

We kissed again, this time more lengthy.

"Cut!"

Instantly, we pulled apart, grateful for our lip lock to be over and done with. I wiped my mouth, popped in some gum, and stood up.

Nate stood up next to me and sighed. "I won't tell, Mitchie, but please, for Shane's sake, offer up the reality?"

I chomped on my gum and rolled my eyes. "What? Did my kissing skills make you weak or something? I'm still pretty pissed that you threatened me, Nate."

"Number one: No, you're actually a horrible kisser, and two: I'm sorry. I'm just overwhelmed with this whole situation."

"Well don't be, it isn't even your situation. It is my situation along with Shane and Sasha." I winked and walked off the stage, heading towards my dressing room.

Halfway there, I heard familiar footsteps fall in place next to mine.

"Great job out there, Mitchie. You and Nate sure are something."

I stopped and glared at my part time boyfriend. "Shut up, Shane. Kissing Nate is like kissing a pillow. Nothing there."

"Sure…So, uh, what were you two talking about before the take?"

"Huh?"

"You and Nate. You seemed to be having a heated conversation. I'm your best friend, so can you tell me what it was about?" He poked me in the stomach, making me laugh.

"Trust me, it was nothing. So…aren't you getting ready for your date?" I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall.

He leaned against the wall opposite me and shrugged. "No. I mean, she doesn't really seem to care about what my appearance is, so…I'll get ready when it gets closer to dinner time."

"Hm, whatever. Did she buy the concert excuse?" I smirked.

"Yeah." He looked down and I knew exactly why.

"Good. Wouldn't that be funny if she wasn't a fan of me? Hilarious." I fake laughed. Hey, if I had to pretend to be in love with Nate, I must be a good actress.

He smiled nervously. "Haha, yeah, so funny. Um, I'll see you later, Mitch." He quickly walked off.

I pursed my lips and entered my room. Great, I'm making him lie too. Who am I kidding? Everyone is revolving around my huge fat lie!

I sighed and spread out on my couch. Two hours until date time. Woo hoo.

….

"Hallway is Shane-free." Caitlyn came in the room with a smirk on her face.

I just scoffed as I readjusted my wig. "Okay. Let's do this."

Right as we were almost to the front door to get a cab to the hotel I was supposed to be at, Shane rounded the corner and smiled confusedly at Caitlyn and I.

"Sasha? I thought I was going to pick you up?"

I looked at Caitlyn, who looked ready to burst into laughter.

"Um, I forgot. I was so excited, I just got a cab and came here." I smiled sheepishly.

He smiled and hugged me. "Okay then, let's begin this wonderful evening!"

All I did was smile back.

It was going to be a long night.

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a/n: Hm, no one really expected Nate and Mitchie to be love interests, right? Review please!