Sucky filler chapter ;b
Next chapter will be her birthday!

Chapter 12
Shane's POV
March 28, 2:00 AM

I went into the bedroom I shared with Mitchie and saw her curled up on the bed, sleeping peacefully. She was wearing hot pink soffee shorts and one of my tee shirts, with her hair scattered over the place. In my opinion, I've never seen anything more beautiful.

I softly brushed my thumb against her cheek and watched her roll over lightly. Her arm flopped in front of her face and I re-adjusted it, chuckling quietly.

"Are you just gonna stare at her all night?" Caitlyn asked, laughing.

I turned pink; thankful for all the lights in New York being out.

"My bad," I said, still staring at her. "I just love her."

Caitlyn walked and sat herself on the floor.

"She's pretty lucky to have you, you know. You've made a million mistakes and she's smart enough to figure out that they're nothing compared to how well you usually treat her."

I smiled, "Yeah. I have messed up; haven't I?"

"A lot. But like I said, Mitchie knows how to protect herself; she knows you're whats right for her," Caitlyn said. "It's funny because one day she'd tell me how much she hated your guts, and the next she'd be sobbing over how much she loves you."

I took one of her hands and began playing with her fingers. I swallowed; unable to form words.

"What'd you get her for her birthday?" Caitlyn asked me.

"I'm not sure if I wanna say; she could be awake. But I hope she likes it," I said.

Things were quiet except for Mitchie's breathing.

"Caitlyn, do I even deserve Mitchie?" I asked quietly.

Caitlyn looked at me, "What do you mean?"

I pushed Mitchie's hair back and stared at her for a while. "I mean... look at her. She's this amazing girl who's always looking positively, no matter what. She gives out more chances then anyone deserves, and she's got this thing. It's like no matter what you do, you can't be mad at her. Like, she gives off this big glow, and I love it. I can't get enough of her. But does she love me or did she realize that theres someone out there that's probably better for her than I am? I mean she says she loves me but does she mean it? And I know I shouldn't be having these doubts about Mitchie but I do. I'm positive that I love her, but what about her? Does she love me?"

It felt good to get that off my chest, and I felt Mitchie move. Her eyes fluttered open.

"You need to learn to speak quietly," She whispered; still tired.

Caitlyn took this as a sign to leave and I looked away. I had tears in my eyes and she probably knew it.

"I mean it all Mitchie. You have been the most amazing thing in my life; I'm scared to lose you because you'll realize there is someone better than me," I had a tear roll down my face and Mitchie wiped it away.

"Shane," Mitchie sat up and patted the seat next to her.

"We can never have a day where we don't doubt us, can we?" I heard her laugh come quietly from her throat.

"You honestly need to stop worrying, babe. I'm not going anywhere any time soon, know that. I love you too much to let you go. See this ring on my finger? This necklace around my neck? What do you think, I'm in for the jewelry? No. I'm not Tess. I'm not every American girl who thinks they know you. I know that you only cry when you really care. I know that you'd rather have steaming hot showers than cold ones. I know that you can't stand it when your foods touch. Guess what else I know Shane?" Mitchie whispered, pushing my hair back.

"What?" I asked, closing my eyes at her touch.

"I know that you love me, you should know that I love you. You're my other half, Shane. I can't be away from you for more then an hour. I feel empty," She said, laying me down. I looked up at her as she stepped out of the bed. She pulled the covers over me and knelt down like I had done previously.

"How does it feel to have someone do this to you?" Mitchie asked, rubbing her thumb over my cheek. My eyes fluttered closed and I gave into her touch.

"And this?" She said softly, pushing my hair back.

My eyes got heavy and they closed, but I heard Mitchie whisper into my ear.

"That's why I love you Shane, because you make me feel the way I make you feel."

Mitchie crawled into the bed and I pulled her to me.

"I love when you're vulnerable like this, baby. It's a side of you that only I can see," Mitchie whispered, kissing my jaw line.

I shivered lightly, still speechless.

"Aren't you gonna talk back?"

She giggled and I opened my mouth.

"Michaela Rene soon to be Gray, you amaze me in every way possible," I said. "I'm honestly so in love with you that love doesn't even describe it."

Mitchie smiled at me, "Well I feel the same way, but love is the biggest word we've got, so we gotta deal."

"I guess so," I yawned and stretched my arms out around her.

"By the way Mitchie, Happy birthday," I told her, kissing her cheek tenderly.

"Shane, baby, I think you missed."

"Did I?" I asked, playfully. I rolled so that I was hovering over her slightly, careful not to crush her.

Mitchie nodded underneath me, and my hair fell in my eyes. She brushed them out with her fingers, cupping my cheek as well. She brought my face down to hers and we connected in an earth shattering kiss that lasted for about twenty minutes. When we were done making out, (I'd rather not get into details), I was left in my boxers and she was left in my shirt. I pulled her closer to me and she rested her head on my chest.

"I love you," I whispered in her ear.

"I love you too," Mitchie murmured. I looked at the clock and the green numbers read 3:24 AM.

"Get some sleep baby girl," I told her. "We gotta get up at ten for your present."

Call it fluffy? [: