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Mitchie had no idea what had happened. One second she was trying to ignore the awkward silence that he engulfed her and Shane, and the next, she had felt Shane's lips pressed up against hers. She was frozen in absolute shock. What the hell would possess Shane to just randomly kiss her? He had made it pretty clear that he basically hated her, though granted he never exactly held back on telling her that he wanted to have sex with her, but still. And this wasn't exactly a rough kiss like Mitchie would have assumed. She wasn't exactly sure what it was actually. It was weird. It felt...good.

Really good.

Too good.

She hated him. He was an egotistical, stuck up, sex addicted, snob. (Honestly, she could go on and on about all of his flaws.) So she didn't understand why she was feeling these strange sparks, like there were fireworks going off, and her heart was doing this weird jumpy thing that she wasn't sure if she liked or not.

But she had no idea what to do about the fact that Shane was still kissing her.

And she was kissing him back.

Not much, she was still pretty much shock, but she couldn't help herself. His lips were so soft, and he tasted just as good as he looked, though she usually kept that little bit of information to herself. But she felt her lips moving against his and her hands sliding to his shoulders and steadily up towards his face. But she finally came to her senses when she felt his tongue tracing her lower lip.

She jerked back abruptly, removing her hands from him at the same time his left her hips. She stared at him in shock with wide eyes, not knowing if she could form any coherent words from her surprise.

But he seemed just as shocked as she did, like he didn't know what he was doing when he first kissed her.

"Shane....what...what was that?" She demanded, but Shane didn't get a chance to answer when there was a sharp knock at the door.

"Shane, Mitchie!" Mitchie heard her security guard call. "We gotta roll, hurry it up."

Mitchie wasted no time in obliging, wanting to get away from the awkward tension that had suddenly surrounded her and Shane. She grabbed all her things and immediately left the room.

"Mitchie, wait!" Shane tried to call after her, but to no avail, she was already practically sprinting down the hallway. Shane huffed and followed quickly behind her. They still had an image to keep up whether she liked it or not.

He easily caught up with her and began to match her stride, and he could see the slight irritation and confusion on her face even as she desperately avoided his gaze.

When they got outside, Shane reached for her hand like they were always told to do and followed after the bodyguard who was pushing all the screaming fans and the paparazzi out of the way so Shane and Mitchie could get to the car. Shane did his best to put on a smile, but it was hard while he was still thinking about the kiss. He didn't what had happened to make him do so. Though, he had wanted to kiss her since the first day they met, but that was before he realized how irritating she could be.

But the bad thing was that he actually enjoyed it. He had never enjoyed a kiss so much in his life and it was a strange sensation. When she had started to kiss him back, which he would confront her about later, his heart skipped a beat. Though he grimaced at the mere thought of his heart doing such a thing, but still, he couldn't deny it. When she had pulled away, Shane felt that intense urge to place his lips right back ontop of hers, but he restrained himself, because he knew it was the last thing he should have been doing, but he couldn't help what he wanted so bad.

He sighed inaudibly to himself as they finally made it to the car, where Mitchie slid in first and Shane followed after, thankful to be in the sanctuary of the car and away from grabby, screaming fans and annoying flashes coming from the paparazzi's cameras. But as soon as the car door was shut, and it was just him and Mitchie, that awkward tension that had been present before rose significantly around them again, and it made Shane shift in his seat uncomfortable. Mitchie was sitting as far away from him as she possibly could.

There wasn't a word spoken between them, and Shane wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. What would she say to him if he did want to talk about it? Would she be even more pissed at him than usual? Did she actually enjoy it, which honestly that one wouldn't surprise Shane because he was a pretty good kisser if he said so himself, but he just didn't know. But he did know that he wanted to talk about it again.

And if he got the chance he definitely wanted to kiss her again.

Whether he hated her or not, she wasn't a horrible kisser either, and he definitely wanted to get his lips back on her again.

But if she was pissed at him, he didn't say that happening. Ever again. And that certainly put a damper on his mood.

When they got back to the Connect 3 mansion, Mitchie practically bolted out of the car, not bothering to wait for him. But Shane wanted to try and talk to her, so he tried to get out as quickly as she did and follow after her. He huffed as they ran into the house and Mitchie tried to get away from him.

"Mitchie, wait up!" He called after her, but she wasn't listening to him. So he practically sprinted towards her where he then grabbed her elbow and forced her to look at him.

"Let go of me, Shane. I don't want to talk." She snapped, trying to pull her arm away from him, but his grip was too strong.

"Well, I do, Mitchie!"

Mitchie glared him and continued to struggle, but Shane wouldn't let go. "You shouldn't have kissed me, Shane! It was stupid!"

"Too bad. I already did! And now we need to talk about it!"

"I'm not talking to you, Shane. Let me go!" She demanded.

"No! We're going to talk about this!"

"There's nothing to talk about, Shane. You kissed me, it's not gonna happen again, end of story!"

"It's never gonna happen again?" Shane asked with a raised eyebrow, and Mitchie gave him a firm nod of her head, still trying to pull away from his grip.

Shane scoffed and shook his head. Never gonna happen again, huh? He glared slightly at her before pulling her flush up against him and pressing his lips forcefully against hers for the second time that night, except this time he had no intention of letting her pull away. His hand still had a firm grip on her arm, but his other arm was snaking its way around her waist and holding her tightly against him.

Mitchie struggled for a few moments, but when Shane didn't ease up, she slowly began giving into him, melting into his embrace as she let her free arm move up around his neck as she finally began kissing him back.

When Shane felt her kiss him back, he loosened his hold on her arm so she had more room to move. When it was free, she wrapped it around his neck and let her hand push into his thick hair while Shane immediately began to deepen the kiss, letting his tongue trace her lips, and this time, she let him in. Shane instantly began fighting for dominance, as his tongue tangled and slid against hers sensually.

Shane found himself easily getting lost in everything that was Mitchie. Her taste, her smell, the way her body felt pressed so tightly against his. He had never found himself craving a girl so much and it was absolutely mesmerizing and infuriating all at the same time. He hated feeling such intense emotions about a girl, but at the same time he wanted so much more than what he was getting with this kiss. He was so completely confused, but it didn't stop him from kissing Mitchie even more intensely.

So far caught up in what Shane's lips were doing to hers, she barely noticed when Shane blindly backed her up into a wall. Shane was completely losing control of what his body was doing, and found himself lifting Mitchie slightly as her legs wrapped around him on instinct while their kiss continued to heat up.

But Mitchie had to pull away from his lips on account of not being able to breathe, but that didn't seem to stop Shane as his lips trailed their way down her neck where they sucked and nipped, causing Mitchie to let out a meek moan.

"Shane..." She gasped as he continued to bite down on her neck, making her tighten her grip on his hair, pulling at one of the strands, but apparently that only fueled Shane's desires.

Deep down Mitchie knew she should be stopping him, before it led somewhere where she wasn't sure she wanted to go.

No, she couldn't go there. Not with Shane Gray of all people.

But she didn't think she had the strength to stop him at that point. It felt so good, and she didn't want him to stop.

"Shane? Mitchie? Are you guys home?" Shane froze when he heard Nate's voice come from the floor above them.

Shane froze before pulling back abruptly, completely forgetting that Jason and Nate would be home as well. He scowled and silently cursed them as he reluctantly let go of Mitchie when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He didn't want to stop kissing her, but he didn't want his best friends to know how he lost control of himself. He looked at Mitchie, who was flushing and looked confused, and something else he couldn't quite pinpoint, but he didn't get a chance to try and figure it out when she quickly bolted out of the room, obviously wanting to get herself put back together before seeing Jason and Nate.

He sighed and combed his hand through his hair, knowing it would look like a mess after the grip Mitchie had on it.

Just a few moments later Nate finally emerged.

"Hey, how was the concert?" Shane should have known he'd be curious about what he thought of watching Mitchie perform live, but he'd be damned if he told Nate the truth.

"It was okay. Nothing special." He muttered, causing Nate to frown.

"Shane, why is it so hard for you to admit that you like someone else's music?"

Shane glared. "I never said I didn't like it, I just said it's nothing special."

"That's where you're wrong though, and you know it."

Shane's eyes narrowed at Nate. "Is there a point to this?"

Nate just shook his head, dropping the subject. For now. He was never going to stop trying to get through to Shane. Every now and then he saw glimpses of his real best friend, but it was like Shane knew when he was starting to give in to his old self, and he just immediately turned it off.

"Where's Mitchie?"

Shane shrugged. "I dunno. Probably went home or something. Like I care." But the truth was that Shane really did care, and he wanted to finish what they had started. But she did have her own place and she wasn't going to spend every second with him or Nate. Which was good, because now Shane could figure out what the hell was going on with him and his weird attraction to Mitchie.

But thinking about it was giving him a headache. He hated that Mitchie made him feel the way he did, that his heart did...weird things whenever he was around her, more specifically when he had kissed her. And even more so how she could make him completely lose his train of thought whenever he so much as glanced at her. It was absolutely ridiculous. Shane Gray made girls feel like that, but girls had never made him feel that way before.

He shook his head before glancing at Nate again. "I'm tired, I think I'm gonna go to bed."

As soon as he was in his room he plopped onto his bed, too tired and frustrated to even take off his clothes. He didn't know what the next day would bring for him and Mitchie, but he was sure he wouldn't be able to forget about that kiss. But how was he supposed to know how Mitchie felt? She was pissed at him after the first time, she might be pissed at him again. But he had been dead set to prove to her that their first kiss wouldn't be their last, and he was determined to also prove that their second kiss won't be their last either. He hoped.

Okay, so I'm not sure how well that turned out. I know there wasn't a ton of dialogue, but I hoped you liked it anyway, I worked for a little while on this, and I don't think it's my best, but I really tried. So leave me some feedback and tell me maybe what y'all want to see happen in this story, because since it has been awhile since I began writing this, I'm kinda stuck, so tell me what you want to see, and if I think it works I'll try to make it happen. And because I love reviews and they really truly want to make me write more. So just leave your thoughts, because it would make me super happy.

Also, I've been working on some oneshots, I already posted a Smitchie one, so y'all can go check that out, and also check out some other ones that I posted, and I'll probably be posting some more soon, it just depends on what pops into my head first. If you have any ideas of any oneshots you wanna see, tell me that too and I'll do it.

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