For a split second I felt passion and a sense of longing take over as I began to kiss him back, but then guilt and reality set in.

"Shane! What are you doing!?" I said pulling away.

"I thought this is what we both wanted." He said looking slightly confused.

"Where did you get that conclusion from?" I said getting up from the blanket.

"Well, the way we've been this past week all the hugs, kisses on the cheek the linking arms as we walked."

"I do those things with Jason and you don't see him trying to make out with me!" I said raising my voice slightly.

"Michie, what did you think today was about? Renting the nice car, getting the mall shut for us, getting the horse that looks exactly like your favourite horse back home?"

"Wait, you done all that because you thought we were getting back together? I thought you were just being a good friend and wanted us to have a good day together."

"Michie, I know you want this too." He said getting up and pulling me into him to kiss me.

Pulling away for the second time that night I slapped him as hard as I could before running to my horse and galloping away.

Still stunned I put the horse away quickly and started to walk back to my cabin. What was he thinking? Did I give him the impression I wanted to get back together? God I'm so stupid I should have listened to Caitlyn! This wouldn't have happened if I told him about James.

Suddenly a clatter of hooves brought me out of my thoughts. Looking behind me I saw Shane jumping of his horse and running after me.

"Michie! Wait! I'm sorry!" He started shouting.

"Go away, Shane!" I yelled back walking faster towards my cabin.

"Michie, I'm sorry!" He had finally reached me and was now holding onto my wrist.

"Shane, let go of me!" I yelled into his face.

"Not until you listen to me." Shane said tears glistening in his eyes.

"What?" I said through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry I just jumped to conclusions about us part of me has always thought we were gonna to get back together and since we were getting along I thought that's where we were heading." Shane's tone was very soft and quiet and a single tear rolled down his cheek.

My anger faded seeing him like this and I softened my tone, "Shane, I used to believe that too...but I've met someone."

His expression changed from a sorry one to a heart broken one in a matter of seconds, "Oh." Was all he said before looking away.

"Shane, I'm sorry this is the way you had to find out."

"Michie, its fine. I guess after three years I couldn't expect you to still want me like that." He said looking up and smiling weakly.

I smiled sympathetically before pulling him into a hug, "I didn't mean to hurt you." I whispered.

Shane pulled away gently but kept his hands on my waist and was on the verge of saying something before..."Michie?"

"James?" I said turning around.

James simply arched an eyebrow at me, making me realise what he was staring at fortunately so did Shane and he removed his hands from my waist.

"I thought you weren't coming till Friday, I was going to pick you up at the airport." I said hugging him.

"I got in early to surprise you plus I hated not seeing you." He said kissing me on the lips.

I pulled away gently Shane was still there and I didn't want to rub his nose in it.

"Um...James this is Shane Grey. Shane this is James Fletcher."

Both guys sized the other up and while shaking hands both were putting in a bit more force than they would normally.

"So, how do you guys know each other?" James questioned as the boys finally let each other go.

"Um..." I started I hadn't exactly told James about Shane or our past yet.

"We go way back Michie's like a little sister to me." Shane jumped in.

"Oh that's cool. So you're just here to support her like Caitlyn?" James said putting an arm around me.

"No, me and my band are actually in the movie." Shane smirked a little.

I felt the tension rise between the two so I cut in, "So, we better be heading back to the cabin it's getting late." I said tugging on James. "Shane, I'll see you tomorrow." I smiled at him.

"Sure." He smiled back before walking the other way.