I like this song.

Well, after this song is You Belong With Me then maybe Tim Mcgraw.

I dunno.

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Caitlyn walks at a slow pace to her car, reading a book with one hand and opening her car door with the other. She was just about to read when Bella tells Edward what he really was when Shane ran up to her, a frown on his face.

"Hey Caity?" She stops reading and looks at him, an annoyed expression visible on her face. "What Shane?" She'd never tell anyone but she's always thought he was cute and funny and smart and that he's always on her mind.

Shane sighed, running his fingers through his hair. Caitlyn bit her lip to not kiss him right then and there. "I need a ride. See, Mitchie is giving Nate a ride and they're always making out and it's "EW!", right?" Caitlyn shruggs.

"I think they looked adorable together." She does think so even though Nate had dated her before. They both agreed that there were no sparks. "Well, this is coming from the person who thinks Edward is a jerk and needs to die." Caitlyn blinks and sneers at him. "Whatever. Just...Get in, Loser." Shane chuckles, getting in the passenger seat while she got in the driver's seat. "Are you watching Mean Girls again?"

She watches him as he smiles at her. Caitlyn sighs, agreeing with her heart that her passenger seat has never looked this good to her before. "Did I tell you about my night?" She shakes her head, not really wanting to know.

But when has Shane really cared about that? She thinks to herself. "So I go out on a date with a fan. Not an obsessed fan but like, you and Mitchie type of fan. So she's like "Oh, hey there." and I was like "Yo." and we talked about music and guess what? She's into producing.." Caitlyn keeps her eyes on the road but sneaks some peeks of his eyes. They changed colors regularly and she counts the colors.

Seven. Seven was his favorite number too. Strange... She thinks.

"...But whatever. I'll never fall in love anyway, I swear to God." Caitlyn nods as he runs his fingers through his hair. She laughs quietly as she made a left turn.

She doesn't think she'll ever be more than a friend to him. "And thEn the grasshopper goes "There's a drink named Irvin?"" He starts to chuckle and she faks a smile. "How about some music?" Hopefully music will get him off of her mind.

As she tuned to his favorite station, It's Not Your Fault by New Found Glory came on. "I love this song, how did you know?" She shrugs. "Guessed?"

Caitlyn internally scoffs at herself. "You're like, physic. What's my favorite color?"

"Green." She had answers immediately! She bit her lip in nervousness. "Okay, you're not physic, you're a stalker. How did you know?" Caitlyn shruggs and her teeth were still biting down on her lower lip. "I guessed." He scoffs. "No, you didn't." She frowns at him as she makes her way onto the highway. "Do you love to argue or something?" He grinns. "Yeah."

"Anyway, another question. When's my birthday?" She sighs.

Easy. "September 17th." He sighs. "Youre like, scary good." She nods. "So how's your sister?" His sister, Sarah, was beautiful. She had curly light brown hair and dark brown eyes. Her tanned skin gave off an Italian background and her flawless skin made her look like a model. "Sarah? She's good."

She looks again into his eyes. She had met his father recently and as soon as she met him, she took note of their similar eyes.

Although she knew alll of this if he asked her if she loved him, she'd lie. I mean, of course she would. She's his best friend for Christ's sake.

She couldn't do that to him. "Alright, here we are." She smiles confidently, as she shows him her house. He whistles and digs his hands in his pockets. "Fancy schmancy." He teases.

Caitlyn giggles and she walks into the house with him right next to him. His arm brushs hers and she has a little panic attack. She breathes deeply, her eyes widening. God, what is wrong with me?

He looks around her living room, not bothering to see what's the matter with her. He has always done that, she realizes. He always overlooks the truth. Although, shouldn't a lightbulb go on or something?

She's known him for 4 years and in all of those wonderful years, he's never realized that maybe, a little bit, possibly she's crazy in love with him? She chuckles out loud and he looks at her. "What?" He asked softly and she shook her head. He sighed and shrugged. "Whatever."

It wouldn't even matter if he was in black and white or something. He'd never notice, she thinks to herself. She thinks back to the time his dog died. He was so emotionless. Then, as she goes to his bedroom to tell him she's leaving, she sees tears streaming down his cheeks. She never told him that she found him like that.

It would totally ruin him. He's got this big reputation that he never cries. Of course, she has a big reputation that she never loves a guy.

Total hypocrite, right? he stands up, brushing invisible dirt or something off his jeans and goes to walk away to the kitchen.

Her face is turning purple and she realizes that she's held her breath. She lets out the old breath and takes in a new one. If only she could say something to him.

She takes in a breath and does the impossible. "Shane?" He walks out of the kitchen, his hair flipping. "Yeah?" She thinks back to when she found him with a guitar, playing a nice melody. She remembered how he told her all this stuff about how he's been playing since he was 8. Then, she gets up the courage to say something.

"I..." He glances at the kitchen and goes to get his popcorn though it didn't look ready. When he got it out, it was in perfect shape. How can he see that but not that I love him? She asked herself mentally.

She remembers that the only reason she even wakes up in the morning is because of him. "Shane, I..." He sighs, nodding.

"I love you." Shane paused, staring at her with shock. She gasped and paced backa nd forh while he remained speechless.

"Oh god, I totally didn't mean that. I'm so sorry Shane." He walked over to her and with a smile on his face. he kisses her. She mentally squeals and kisses him back with passion. She pulls away, smiling.

"Do you love me back?" She asks him, a smile on her face. He laughs. "I can say that..." He pauses. "I'd never lie."