Here is chapter 8!

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The song in this chapter is Hey Baby by the Jonas Brothers.

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This Is Our Song: Chapter 8

We quickly got into the limousine as the photographers began asking more questions.

"Oops." Caitlyn said, burying her face into Nate's shoulder, "I can't believe that I just said that out loud."

"Don't worry about it, its fine. Really it is." Nate comforted her. I was surprised he wasn't angry at all.

"You two are engaged?" Carly asked.

Caitlyn looked at her and seemed a little bit annoyed.

"Yeah, we are. I'm sorry we didn't tell you, not a lot of people know we wanted to keep it private for a while."

"I understand," She assured him, "Just wow, congratulations you two."

Caitlyn still seemed a little bit annoyed but didn't say anything. I knew she was a little upset because Nate didn't tell Carly about their engagement.

When we got back to the old apartment, there were almost triple the amount of photographers than usual.

"How the hell are we going to get out?" Savannah asked fearfully.

Jason reached for her hand, gripping it tightly, "Come on, I'll protect you."

The two of them got out first, after saying a quick goodbye, and were swarmed as they made their way into the foyer of the building.

"We'll see you tomorrow?" Caitlyn asked, referring to Shane and me.

I nodded, "Be careful." I instructed her.

She and Nate got out next; Nate had his arm firmly around her waist as they made their way through the crowd. I couldn't even make out anything that they were being asked, I hadn't seen the paparazzi this crazy in a long time.

"Carly, maybe you should stay with us tonight." Shane offered, "You can't get out of here, especially alone, there's too many photographers."

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to impose." She said, looking at me worriedly.

"It's fine." I assured her, "Plus, most of these guys will move onto our building now to try and get us to talk about Nate and Caitlyn. It will be crazy there too meaning you won't really be able to get away."

"As long as you're positive it is no trouble at all."

"Of course not." Shane said before telling the driver to take us to our apartment.

"Plus, even if you take the limo to your hotel you will most likely be swarmed too. They'll want you to give a 'Naitlyn' exclusive." I said.

As predicted the front of our building was riddled with the paparazzi. We all thanked the driver and Shane got out first, helping both Carly and I out the limo and bringing us both in close to his side to get us into the building.

We ignored the questions being shouted at us and Carly almost got grabbed by a man with a camera, he just missed her arm as she quickly moved.

As soon as we got inside she let out a sigh of relief, "The paparazzi are crazy here!" She exclaimed, "I wouldn't have been able to do that on my own, that guy almost grabbed me. Isn't that illegal?"

Shane nodded, "Yeah it is. We've have some bad experiences in the past. You better call your manager and let them know you're staying with us tonight."

She nodded and whipped out her cell phone as we got in the elevator.

By the time we got into our apartment, Carly had already called her manager.

She took her shoes off just inside our front door, she really was very courteous.

"I can sleep on the couch if you want." She offered, following us in.

"Don't be stupid." Shane laughed.

"We have two guest bedrooms." I informed her, "You can take your pick."

She set her bag down on the coffee table, "Thank you both for this, I really appreciate it."

"No problem." Shane smiled.

"Come on, I'll get you some pyjamas." I told her.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you don't want to have to sleep in a dress." I laughed.

I grabbed her hand and led her into Shane and my bedroom. I let go of her hand to go into one of the sets of drawers and pulled out a pair of pyjamas.

"Thank you, Mitchie, thank you so much." She smiled as I handed them to her.

"You're welcome; I just hope these fit you. If your singing career ever fails you could easily turn to modelling."

"I get that a lot." She blushed slightly.

"Come on, I'll go show you your room."

After showing Carly one of the guest rooms I grabbed her a towel and led her to the bathroom.

"You will probably want one actually, I always do after shows." I told her.

I left her to have a shower and went out to watch some late-night television with my husband after getting changed into some pyjamas myself.

"Where's Carly." He asked.

"Having a shower." I replied, sitting down next to him.

It was around ten minutes later when Carly came out in the pyjamas I had given her, her hair was tied back in a messy bun and she had no make-up on. She still looked gorgeous.

"Mitchie's pyjama's fit." Shane observed.

"Yeah, they are a little short for my legs though." She teased me, sitting down on my other side.

We stayed up a while talking before eventually saying goodnight and all going to bed.

When we got into our bedroom Shane smashed his lips against mine, slamming his hips against me in the process.

I felt his hands graze under my pyjama top and I pulled away a little breathlessly.

"Carly will hear us." I protested.

"Yeah, you are a bit of a screamer." Shane smirked, attaching his lips to my neck.

I bit my bottom lip as Shane travelled up my neck and began nibbling on my ear; I was losing my ability to think coherently.

"Shane." I moaned out.

He pulled away and grinned cockily at this, he knew he had won.

I connected our lips together and Shane responded by making us both collapse onto our bed, all the while not allowing our lips to separate.

...

The following morning I came out to find Carly already up with a cup of coffee, watching Hot Tunes with Shane.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." Shane teased me.

I let out a yawn, "Has anything from last night come on Hot Tunes yet?"

"Not yet, we are waiting for it." Carly answered me.

I sat down next to her and it wasn't too long before a story about us came up.

"Last night; Connect 3 and their partners attended singing-sensation, Carly Miller's show in New York. The six of them were spotted on the balcony and concert-goers seemed eager to see whether Nate Bing and girlfriend were still together or not. After the concert the group of six went out for a bite to eat with Carly and it was afterwards that shocked everyone." Footage appeared of us leaving the restaurant and then of Caitlyn confessing that she and Nate were engaged, "After being practically interrogated by the paparazzi, Caitlyn Gellar confessed that her and Nate are actually engaged. We are expecting them to release a statement sometime today."

"I'm guessing Nate is probably already on the phone to Dave, arranging a statement to be released." Shane chuckled.

"It's not bad that it's out there though is it?" Carly asked, confused.

"No, I think it just would have been better if everyone found out in different circumstances." I said.

...

It was a week later when things finally calmed down after the world found out about Nate and Caitlyn's engagement. Carly had gotten back to her hotel safely later that day and Caitlyn hadn't minded that we let her spend the night with us. She understood. Savannah and Jason had planned a lot for their wedding by the end of October and had settled on a date a couple weeks before Christmas.

Shane's 22nd birthday came around at the start of November and we celebrated with his family. There was no going to Las Vegas and getting tattoos for him this year.

"I'm married to an old man." I teased Shane once we got home later that night.

"I resent that." He laughed.

"I think you owe me a present." He winked at me, coming over and placing his hands on my hips.

"But I already got you a present." I reminded him, referring to the new electric guitar that I had bought him.

"I'd much rather you as a present."

I broke out into a smile, "Well, I probably have a bow somewhere if you want to un-wrap me." I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck.

I pushed him onto the couch and straddled his lap as I began unbuttoning his shirt, kissing his jaw in the process.

He had his hands placed firmly on my waist as I pulled his shirt off him.

I went to bring my mouth to his but he placed his index finger on my lips to stop me, "Dance for me." He murmured. I looked into his loving, yet lustful, eyes and felt the corners of my mouth curl up into a smile.

Shane didn't ask for music but I knew he'd appreciate it that much more, especially if I were to sing.

I got off him so I was right in front of the couch where he was sitting and began to sing one of Connect 3's songs.

"Yeah" I sung, winking at him as I stood upright.

"Hey baby, why you treatin' me bad?
Hey darlin', know you're makin' me mad"

I began to slowly pull off my leather jacket and threw it at him; he grinned realizing what I was singing.

"I'm goin' crazy, tryin' to figure out
Why you are leavin', give me a reason"

I moved around behind the coffee table so I'd have more room to move.

"Say that you need me, I know you deceivin'
The lines that you feed me will leave you alone"

I reached for my hair, pulling it out of the messy bun that it was in, and flipped my head back quickly as I began to sing the chorus; moving along to the rhythm of my singing.

"Please don't ask me to go
I'm already gone, I'm already gone
Please just leave me alone
I'm already gone, I'm already gone, oh, oh!"

I placed my right leg on the coffee table and unzipped my knee-high boot before switching and doing the same the left one.

"Hey baby, what's the matter with you?
Hey darlin', no, your love isn't true"

I stepped onto the coffee table and then kicked my unzipped boots off, sending them flying across the room.

"Goin' crazy, tryin' to figure out
Why you are leavin', give me a reason"

I smiled widely as I sung, Shane was watching me intently and I knew he was enjoying himself as he watched me dance for him.

"Hey baby, why you bein' a fool?
Hey darlin', always been good to you"

He rested his feet up on the coffee table (crossing them over each other) and he leant back into the couch, folding his arms up behind his head.

"I'm goin' crazy, tryin' to figure out
Why you are leavin', give me a reason"

I added some head tosses in as I moved around on the confined area of the coffee table.

"Say that you need me, I know you deceivin'
The lines that you feed me will leave you alone"

I reached for the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head; I was glad that I had decided to wear a nice matching set of laced-red underwear today. A huge grin appeared on Shane's face and I pretended to pout as I began to sing the chorus again, throwing my shirt off absentmindedly to the side.

"Please don't ask me to go
I'm already gone, I'm already gone, oh
Please just leave me alone
I'm already gone, I'm already gone, oh, oh!"

I began dancing a lot more, making sure to make my hands travel over my almost completely bare upper-body. I then reached down and unzipped my jeans, dropping to my knees in the process. I pulled them under my butt and raised my right leg to pull them off and then did the same with the left. I was now clad in only my underwear.

"Hey baby, why you treatin' me bad?
Hey darlin', no, you're makin' me mad"

I swung my legs over so they were positioned either side of Shane's resting feet and slowly got off the coffee table, standing up with my legs on either side of Shane's.

"I'm goin crazy, tryin' to figure out
Why you are leavin', give me a reason, yeah"

I moved forwards and got back on the couch, straddling Shane once more but making sure to stay upright so I could keep on moving. I placed my hands on his shoulders and he let out a sharp breath, I knew he was incredibly turned on.

"Say that you need me, I know you deceivin'
The lines that you feed me will leave me with feelin'"

Shane's eyes scanned over my body and he placed his hands under my butt, cupping it slightly. It didn't make me stop moving though, I dropped down onto him (straddling him completely) so I was completely on his lap. I could feel his hardness pressing into me and he groaned as a result.

"And please help me baby, it's terrible, scary
I need you to leave me alone"

I leant forwards; my breasts pretty much were right in his face so I could breathe out the last bit of the song right into his ear, making him shiver.

"Please don't ask me to go
I'm already gone, I'm already gone, oh
Please just leave me alone
I'm already gone, I'm already gone, oh oh yeah"

I quickly placed my hands on either side of his face, bringing it in closer to mine.

"Hey baby!" I finished, kissing him roughly.

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