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The Reason That I'm Singing: Chapter 10
I managed to say goodbye to Sierra's family and Shane led me out of the airport to grab a taxi.
I was still clutched onto him as we got into the taxi.
He put my seatbelt on for me and I was still sobbing into his chest.
He gave the driver my address and he stroked my hair again.
"How?" I mumbled.
"I knew today was the day Sierra was leaving and that you were going with her to say goodbye. Connect 3 has a private jet, the flight takes no longer than twenty minutes to get here from New York."
"Thank you." I whispered, managing to look up at him.
He wiped my tears away with his thumb, "I'm being stupid." I choked out.
"No you're not." He guaranteed me, "You've known her most your life. I've seen the picture on your mirror of the two of you as little kids. It's normal for this kind of thing, especially because she is going half way across the world."
I rested my head back on his shoulder and we stayed in silence the whole way home.
Shane paid the driver when we pulled up to my house.
We got out the car and he held me close to him still, as we walked up to my front door.
"I'll be fine." I said sadly, opening the front door.
"I promise you, you will."
We walked in to see my mom and dad on the couch watching television.
"Shane, what a surprise." My mom said, getting up. "Mitchie, honey." She added once seeing me.
She gave me a side-hug, so Shane could still hold on to me.
"I'll be fine." I told her, as confident as I could muster.
"You two go upstairs; I'll whip you up some dinner."
"Thank you, Connie."
Shane led me upstairs to my room.
I finally let go of him, kicking off my shoes and he did the same.
I went over to my bed to lie down and Shane approached cautiously, worried I wouldn't want him with me.
"Shane." I simply said.
He came straight to me then, lying down next to me and facing me.
I nuzzled in closer to him and felt my eyes begin to droop.
Shane began to hum 'Gotta Find You' which managed to calm me down and soon I was in a deep sleep.
...
My mom came up to wake me up twenty minutes later for dinner, I was still in Shane's arms and he was awake.
I went downstairs and Shane and I each ate a burger, I didn't even mind that it was a burger I was eating.
We ate in silence, my father watched us from the kitchen as he was doing the dishes with my mom.
My phone buzzed, indicating I had a new message.
'If you need me, I'm here. Love always, Caitlyn.'
I smiled in gratitude and wrote back a thank you.
Shane and I then went back upstairs, "I'm just going to call the jet, let them know I'll be back later tonight."
"Stay?" I asked.
He looked at me, studying the needing expression on my face.
"As long as it's okay with your parents." He said.
My mom had the perfect timing, she just came up the stairs where we were, "Of course you can stay, Shane. You are welcome anytime."
"Thanks, Connie."
My mom went down the hall to her room and I went into mine, "I'm just going to get changed while you call."
Shane nodded and kissed me lightly, shutting my bedroom door for me.
I got changed into a plain t-shirt and some striped pyjama pants and sat down on my bed, grabbing my laptop in the process to go on the internet to check my e-mail, not really expecting anything as Sierra would still be on her plane.
There was only spam.
I sighed and logged off.
There was a knock on my door, "Decent?" Shane's voice asked from the other side.
"Yes."
"Damn." He laughed as he opened my door and came to sit down next to me.
I reached over him to grab my digital camera, that we had used to take photos on the night of the concert, and connected it to my laptop to put the photos on there.
"Maybe you guys should just renovate so I can have my own room here." He joked.
"Mom always has like ten new toothbrushes in our downstairs bathroom, she always buys too many for some odd reason. That and soap actually. You may just have to get one and put it in the bathroom with mine." I informed him.
"Is there a green one?"
"Most likely." I laughed.
Pictures of the other night began importing onto my laptop; I opened one of Sierra and me.
We were both smiling at the camera, sitting in the limousine on the way to the city.
Tears began to emerge from my eyes again as I sat there staring at the picture of her and me together.
Shane wrapped his arms around me and I sobbed into his chest again.
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't put you in this position." I mumbled.
"That's why I'm here. Don't be sorry." He said softly.
He let go of me with an arm and moved my laptop off my bed. He leaned back with me so we were lying down on my bed again.
...
I awoke a few hours later, hearing my parents speaking in hushed tones by my doorway.
I pretended to be asleep; staying in the sleeping Shane's arms and listening to his even breathing besides me.
"Steve, she's known Sierra since she was little, it's obvious she'd react like this."
"I know. I'm kind of grateful she's got Shane to get her through this."
"He's good for her, even if he is famous. He has a good head on his shoulders."
"I guess we should let them be for the night."
"I'm surprised; you are going to let your daughter sleep in the same bed as her boyfriend." My mom stated, shocked.
"I trust, Mitchie. I even trust Shane with her. You see how he is with her? So protective of her, I mean he came here because he knew she would be upset over Sierra."
I felt my parents come closer to me and one of them draped a blanket over the two of us as we were lying on top of the blankets on my bed.
"Goodnight kids." My dad said softly.
...
I woke up the next morning, the sun shining through my window.
Shane was still asleep; I guess being a famous singer took a lot out of you, especially when he was travelling to see me all the time.
I carefully wriggled out of his arms, to allow him to sleep longer.
Grabbing a pile of clothes, I went to the bathroom to have a shower and get ready for school.
I went downstairs and found a green toothbrush for Shane and put it in the upstairs bathroom next to mine.
I came back to my room to grab some school books and threw them in my bag.
Looking at my clock I saw that there was one hour before I had to be at school.
"Morning." Shane yawned, startling me slightly.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?"
"Yeah, when you came back in just now. Took me a moment to realize where I was." He chuckled.
"Yeah, I'm surprised actually that my dad would allow his sixteen year old daughter in bed with her eighteen year old boyfriend."
"Yeah, that's kind of surprising actually." He agreed with me.
...
After breakfast, my mom offered Shane her car to take me to school as she had no catering jobs for the day.
I quickly called Caitlyn, telling her we'd pick her up.
"Why is Shane with you?" She asked.
"He knew I'd need it last night. He surprised me, apparently Connect 3 have their own private jet."
"They what? We are so going on it one day, Mitchie!"
"I agree. We will be there in like five."
We went to my mom's car, it wasn't anything fancy but it was what I had been learning to drive in. I probably should get around to getting my licence, Caitlyn had hers already and she was just waiting for a car. Against her parent's protests, she was going to get a less expensive car than what they wanted to originally get her.
"Are you going to leave today then?" I asked hoping in the car.
"Yeah, not for a few hours though, they have to prepare the jet and stuff." He told me.
"So I won't see you until the weekend when Peggy goes to the city?"
Shane pulled out of the drive way, avoiding eye contact with me.
"Yes, you and Caitlyn are welcome to come up then." He answered simply.
"You aren't recording this weekend are you?"
"No, we are just working out the song she sung at Final Jam and turning it into a duet and paper work obviously. So she will have one of her parents with her."
I felt as if he wasn't telling me everything but pushed the feeling aside as I trusted him.
"Caitlyn and me will make our way up Saturday morning, I guess."
"Don't be stupid we will send a car for you."
"She has her license, I'm sure my mom will let her drive this car, she is letting you drive."
"Mitchie, I don't mind. I want to do these things for you; it makes me happy to know you are happy."
"But Shane, I don't want it to seem like I'm using you for your money or something." I argued.
"Mitchie, I know you're not." He stated firmly, "I don't care that I have to drive out here or even fly here to see you. You are worth the journey." He added, taking one hand off the wheel and intertwining it with one of my own.
"Well, as soon as I can drive, I'm going to drive up so you don't have to get me all the time."
"Fine, you win for now." He laughed.
We got to Caitlyn's a couple minutes later; Shane still was holding my hand.
Shane tooted the horn and she came out not long later, her bag on her back.
"Wow, downgrade from the Hummer, Shane." Caitlyn joked, getting in the car, "Wouldn't have thought a normal car like this wouldn't be up to your standards."
"Yeah, he is a jerk after all."
"I resent that." Shane said, rolling his eyes at me.
He let go of my hand so he could reverse the car out of the drive way and we were soon on our way to school.
Once we got there, Shane pulled into the student car park.
"I guess I'll see you on the weekend." I said.
"Weekend?" Caitlyn asked.
"Peggy is discussing details on recording her song so we are going to the city to see her." I told her.
"Oh yeah, Nate did tell me that. Anyway, I know you two are going to go get all mushy, so I will meet you at our lockers." She told me getting out the car.
"See you later, Gray." She said before closing the car door.
Shane rolled his window down, "Later, Gellar." He yelled after her.
I got out the car with my bag, shutting the door behind me.
"No goodbye?" Shane asked, sticking his head out the window.
"Of course." I grinned coming round to him.
"I'm going to miss you." He whispered, leaning out the window slightly.
"I will too. You get to go write music at least, I have school."
"That's because I graduated last year. The three of us had tutors whilst we were on tour and such."
"Not fair, I still have a year left after this."
He brought my face down to his with his hands, kissing me lightly.
"That means you have prom to look forward to with me. I never got a prom." He said.
"Good, you're my date then." I decided.
He kissed me again, more passionately this time, as I pulled away as a shiny dark-blue convertible pulled up next to me.
Brianna got out of her car, "Oh Shane, would you mind signing me a c-d, I've got it just in my car here." She said rather fakely.
"Actually, I got to get going. I got to go back to Mitchie's house. Another time though." He answered politely.
"I'll see you Saturday; just don't send a limo again."
"What if Nate sends it for Caitlyn?" He countered.
I gave him a look.
"Fine, fine. Have fun." He said, bringing me into a longing kiss.
I pulled away and turned around to head inside, Brianna looked defeated.
I couldn't help but burst into giggles as I got to my locker.
...
Later that night Sierra called me, letting me know she was settled in but was jet-lagged.
We could only speak for ten minutes due to the costs of long-distance calls.
I hung up and sighed.
I would be fine, we would still be friends and we would still email each other and call when possible.
I went downstairs to where my parents were, "Mom, dad...I want to ask you something." I announced.
"What is it, Mitchie?" My dad asked, worried that something was wrong.
"Well you remember Peggy, the winner of Final Jam?"
My parents both nodded.
"Well she has to go to New York to discuss the conditions of the duet she will be recording with Shane and I was just wondering if I'm allowed to go with Caitlyn because Peggy lives in California so it's not like I'm able to see her a lot."
"You'd be with Caitlyn?" My dad asked. He had taken an immediate liking to her. He liked her witty personality.
"Yes."
"On one condition, you have all your homework done before you go, which would be?"
"Saturday morning and we'd probably stay the night again in their guest room and yes I'll do all my homework." I said rather quickly.
"Fine, but no funny business." My dad said firmly.
"Dad," I whined, embarrassed, "You know I'm not like that."
"I know, anyway you are sixteen after all. You're old enough to be able to travel places on your own. You've shown such maturity since before Camp Rock. When your mom said we couldn't afford for you to go, you didn't beg or yell at us."
"Any normal teenager would have." My mom added, laughing.
"Thanks guys." I said rolling my eyes, hugging the both of them.
Yay, for New York :)