"Nate?" Mitchie asked and Nate turned to look at her. "Just wondering, but why do you keep saying 'Mitchie' when you sleep?"
Nate smiled at her. "Maybe it's because I want you to stay here with me." Mitchie blushed and giggled a little bit.
"That's actually kind of sweet."
"You look cute when you don't have any makeup on and your hair's messed up."
Mitchie rolled her eyes, those words were familiar. Her voice was soft and showed a hint of sadness: "Shane thought so too."
"Do you still love him?"
"No, I am so over him." Mitchie lied.
"Good, I don't want to risk you getting hurt." In other words meaning 'I really like you so I'm going to keep you here for as long as possible.'
"And I don't want you to worry." Mitchie said as if she was talking to an over-protective father. "I'll be just fine, just promise me that you won't worry about me" Mitchie looked him in the eyes. It didn't take much to make him give in, but that was because he had a crush on her. At least he thought he did.
"Only if you promise me you won't do something stupid."
Nate looked at her with wondering eyes; Shane made the look work better in Mitchie's opinion, but Mitchie wanted to forget about Shane. She was with Nate, not Shane. "Fine, whatever" Mitchie sighed. Nate was so much like Shane in a few ways, but Nate was the one she loved, yet she missed Shane more than anything. Maybe it was because she loved him... Yet she thought she'd found where she was supposed to be. She and Nate were meant to be together in her eyes. And she didn't want it to pass her by. But Nate still wasn't quite like Shane, it was just another thing she'd have to get used to.
"You sure? That wasn't a very promising response."
"Okay, I promise, I guess." Mitchie laughed, she wasn't quite sure how she felt about Nate, but she was going to have fun while it lasted.
Nate smiled; it was the kind of smile that you just knew he was thinking something over. But that was because he was trying to think of a way to keep her from falling in love with Shane again.
Yet Mitchie loved Shane, but Nate was just so comforting at the moment. And that was all she needed.
"What time is it anyway?" Mitchie asked.
"Like 7:30" Nate replied, looking at the clock on the nightstand. "Why, you need to be somewhere?"
"No, just wondering." Mitchie slowly got up from the bed.
"Okay then." Nate got out of bed as well and looked Mitchie over.
"You wanna say something? And do not tell me that I look hot." Mitchie smiled. She didn't even want him to go there. Not just yet at least. Nate blushed and tried to find something else to say.
"Okay then… you look good in my shirt."
"Yeah…" Mitchie giggled.
Nate forced a smile, something about all of this didn't seem right.
Until a time when something would make sense, Mitchie would be living with him.
Nate wanted Shane and Mitchie to love each other like they used to, but at this point, Nate was not going to give up Mitchie.
"Okay, you can go get dressed and do whatever it is that girls do." Mitchie shrugged at the comment. Then she grabbed her bag and went into the bathroom.
The situation was a little bit awkward and unrealistic. But that was a feeling that they'd have to get used to, the feeling that it was impossible. And for once, they'd rather it be impossible.
About 10 minutes later Mitchie came out of the bathroom with a pink top and jean miniskirt on, making Nate stare.
"You like?" Mitchie asked seductively. Nate nodded. He really liked. But it felt so wrong.
Nate looked at Mitchie a little bit more.
"Can I say it now? Please." Nate asked.
"Sure, I guess…" Mitchie said. Nate stared at her a little bit more.
"You look hot"