This story is now jumping almost 3 years, so now Mitchie and Shane are almost 26!
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I wanna get you by yourself
Yeah, have you to myself
I don't need nobody else
Don't want nobody else
He's special, I know
His smile it glows
He's perfect it shows
Let's go
I've been staring atcha
And I could do it all night
You're lookin' like an angel
That kind of body, needs a spotlight
Ain't nobody know your name
But lookin' like you do, could be famous
I could see us makin' ways
From the back of the club
To a bed in the shade now
Don't know who you are
But you look like a star
And everybody here be thinkin'
Who's that boy
Wanna take you home
And getcha all alone
And everybody here be thinkin'
Who's that boy
Oh he got me
No I've never seen
No one like him
Damn he's everything
Girls they want him
Guys they wanna be
Who's that boy
Who's that boy
Who, who, who, who, who...
You could say that I'm distracted
At how you got me so attracted
But boy I tell you what the fact is
Is no one else in this room
That could rock it
Like you, you do
Ain't nobody know your name
But lookin' like you do, could be famous
I could see us makin' ways
From the back of the club
To a bed in the shade now
Don't know who you are
But you look like a star
And everybody here be thinkin'
Who's that boy
Wanna take you home
And getcha all alone
And everybody here be thinkin'
Who's that boy
Oh he got me
No I've never seen
No one like him
Damn he's everything
Girls they want him
Guys they wanna be
Who's that boy
Who's that boy
Who's that, who's that
Who's that, who's that
Who's that boy
Everybody in the club turn around sayin'
Who's that, who's that
Beautiful boy with them big brown eyes tell me
Who's that, who's that
I've got my eye on this boy
Can't get him off my mind
He's one of a kind
The cherry to my pie
I just want to get him close
Wanna make him mine
Come hold my hand
And dance away the night
Give me the green light
Kiss my lips
Who's that boy, watchin' my hips
I, I, I wanna know who you are
My name is DEV
And you can be my star
Don't know who you are
But you look like a star
And everybody here be thinkin'
Who's that boy
Wanna take you home
And getcha all alone
And everybody here be thinkin'
Who's that boy
Oh he got me
No I've never seen
No one like him
Damn he's everything
Girls they want him
Guys they wanna be
Who's that boy, who's that boy
Who's that boy, who's that boy
Who, who, who, who, who...
Who's that boy
Tell me who's that, who's that
Who's that
'That was Mitchie Torres with her new single 'Who's that boy' featuring DEV. What a hot single!'
Shane rolled his eyes and turned off the radio. He was in his dressing room, after touring for seven years they all wanted their own privacy.
Its almost two years since he's heard of Mitchie. She had kept her word for the first year. She called whenever she found time and he dropped everything just to answer her calls. Her almost daily calls turned into a few calls during the week, then once a week, twice a month till they finally stopped. He called, left voice mails, told Nate to tell Caitlyn to give her a message but soon Nate fell out of touch with Caityln.
He felt angry at letting her slip again but felt even more pissed when she broke her promise. He knew she was just getting used to the fame and perks that came with it but he was slowly realizing she was loosing touch with reality.
"Shane, ten till. We gotta go." Nate said popping his head in. Nate saw how Mitchie made his band mate feel, but he also witness what she did to him when she disappeared from his life.
Jason missed the Shane who was before he even got a chance with Mitchie. He rather have Shane admire and talk about her than feel empty and distant.
He performed the way before the break they had so his manager never suspected anything.
"Alright." Shane said dismissing Nate for a few seconds alone. Nate disappeared as he felt his tug. He also lost Caitlyn but he wasn't in love with her so he didn't feel what Shane was feeling.
After performing, they signed a few autographs for the fans that waited by their bus. Another city, another show.
Mitchie sighed as her head was spinning. Her manager set up so many different radio interviews and photo shoots she hardly had time for herself.
Mitchie missed Shane. Everyday, every minute, every second. Her first year was crazy. She lived in the recording studio and wouldn't leave till she was sure it was perfect. She kept her promise to Shane, texting him or calling him whenever she was free but her producers saw him as a distraction so she slowly stopped reaching out for him.
Mitchie's crazy schedule also effected Caitlyn as well. She stayed in San Francisco while Mitchie moved to Los Angeles. They continued to talk but it wasn't like it used to be.
Mitchie rolled her eyes as her manager chewed off her ear as she was sitting impatiently in front of her make up artist. Today wasn't a good day for Mitchie, despite her number one album on Billboards Hot 100 albums. She wasn't feeling well and all she wanted to do was stay at home and cuddle with her pup.
"Mitchie are you listening?"
"What? Sorry, Cel. I'm not feeling well."
"Miranda, cover her black circles and make her eyes pop with life. Mitchie, this photo shoot is big. Plus you have a live performance on Good Morning America tomorrow. So take whatever it is you need to feel better."
She sat with an annoyed face as Miranda worked her magic. Mitchie hardly wore make up, so having it caked on was different. She smiled apologetically at Miranda as she nodded her head at Marcella's orders.
Marcella was Mitchie's manager and frienemie. At first they had hit it off but soon Cel was beginning to change her image going behind Mitchie's orders. Mitchie confronted her and Cel had apologized but Mitchie still finds herself in weird predicaments because of her manager.
Mitchie couldn't fire her because besides her dog, Cel was her only close friend she could trust, when she wasn't working. She was there to listen to Mitchie, whenever she needed advice she was there to give it. Except when it came to Shane. She kept that in the down low. She didn't want to bring anyone to her dating life.
After her five hour photo shoot she walked into her house with a big smile on her face, ignoring the howls from the paparazzi. She threw her purse on the side table by the door and took off her heels. Her black leather tights clung to her legs as her white, graphic tee shirt swayed with every movement. She giggled as her puppy came running to her feet. She picked him up and scratched behind his ear.
"You hungry, Jeffery?" Mitchie filled his food and water bowl as she turned on Hot Tunes.
"It has been informed that Connect 3 will be located in California for a few days before their show. Shane's behavior on stage and off stage is definitely something gone unseen from the paparazzi. It seems like the front man is all smiles in front of his fans but when he's not performing a permanent solemn look is adorn on his face. What's the reason? No ones really sure. On other news, seems like Mitchie Torres is also excited about finding out who she'll open up for."
Mitchie had a meeting in a few days to see who she was going to tour with. With her second album almost finished Cel assured her she was ready to tour reassuring her that she'll have a chance to finish it while being out in the road.
Mitchie grabbed an apple and quickly texted Caitlyn that she missed her. Caitlyn replied with a quick 'me too.' Mitchie was debating whether or not to call Shane.
She rolled her eyes as she received another text message. She ignored it and went to sleep. Alone.
That's the only word that would describe Mitchie. Alone.