Shane sighed and started strumming on his guitar. Mitchie mesmerized the way he moved his hands so gracefully. She couldn't believe that she was lucky enough to have Shane back in her life. But what if he decided to leave? Would she be able to handle it again? Should she just end it now before it's too late?
Studying the way Shane played, Mitchie realized it was. She was already too absorbed. And it had only been one day since he was back in her life. Her mind instantly cleared once Shane started singing.
Thought it was dead and buried
Then it woke you up last night He tried his hardest not to make eye contact, but he wanted to see her reaction. He glanced up to see her with her eyes slightly narrowed as she stared at the guitar.
You sounded so damn worried
You've been tossing turning
Both ends burning
I wanna put your mind at ease Again
(make everything alright)
I know it's getting underneath your Skin
I've tried to tell you now
Don't look over your shoulder
'cause that's just the ghost of me
You're seeing in your dreams
Wait there's no rhyme or reason
Sometimes there's no meaning
In the visions when you're sleepin'
Don't wake up and believe them
You're looking at the ghost of me
With your imagination and
Emotions running wild
Fueling my frustrations like a fire
Burning clock keeps turning
I know it's getting underneath your skin
I've tried to tell you now
Don't look over your shoulder
'cause that's just the ghost of me
You're seeing in your dreams
Wait there's no rhyme or reason
Sometimes there's no meaning
In the visions when you're sleepin'
Don't wake up and believe them
You're looking at the ghost of me
You're looking at the ghost of me
Don't look over your shoulder
'cause that's just the ghost of me
You're seeing in your dreams
Wait there's no rhyme or reason
Sometimes there's no meaning
In the visions when you're sleepin'
Don't wake up and believe them
Visions when you're sleepin'
You're looking at the ghost of me
You're looking at the ghost of me
You're looking at the ghost of me
He took a deep breath and kept his eyes down on his guitar. He came to a stop while playing. He didn't want to see her reaction yet.
Shane sighed heavily as he stopped playing. Mitchie stared at the ground, unsure of what to say. "Shane," she breathed. He looked up at her slowly. They stared into each other's eyes for a long moment. "I know." she whispered silently, staring back at the ground. He looked at her a little confused. She looked back up at him and nodded. He sighed and put the guitar back in it's case. He crawled up to her and put a hand in her hair, pulling her forehead to his. Unsure of how he would react, Mitchie slowly inched her lips towards his. He returned the gesture and kissed her with all of the passion and emotion he had left in him. He placed his hand roughly on the grass to keep himself from falling. He put his other hand on her waist. He slowly slipped his tongue into her mouth.
And the battle for dominance began.
Mitchie furiously twirled her tongue around Shane's. She slowly layed down in the grass, pulling him down onto her. The kiss became way more intense from where they first started. Shane, completely concentrated on taking control, climbed on top of her. He started breathing heavy but didn't stop until Mitchie gave up. Once she did, he smirked in victory. She sighed with defeat against his lips and settled for tangling her fingers in his hair and continuing.
After a while, Shane started rubbing his hands up Mitchie's waist under her shirt. He planted kisses down her jaw, her neck, and back up to her ear. "Do you believe me now, in the slightest bit?" he hoped. She grabbed his hair gently to make him look at her. She stared into his eyes for a moment, no doubt, deciding whether she did or not. In his eyes, she could see hope, confusion, love, and a hint of lust. But she could see him trying to control that last part. She sighed a little and looked away for another minute.
Shane sighed. "Please," he begged. "Say something. Anything. I truly mean what I said in the song, Mitch. Every word. Every God damn word."
"Do you?"
"Of course! What does that mean?"
"Well, it means... I understand that you mean it now but..." she trailed off.
"But what? If I mean it now, Mitchie, then that shows you enough to know that I am going to mean it in the future!"
Mitchie felt a small smile pulling at the corners of her lips. "Shane." she stated seriously. He stopped rambling and looked at her. "Shane...I believe you." she murmured. Shane smiled a little. "Are you sure?" he whispered, still on top of her. She grinned and nodded, going to kiss him again. He dodged it and smiled wickedly. She looked at him narrowing her eyes. "Wh-" she started. "You made me wait that long to let me know you trust me." he mused. "I am going to make you wait now too." Mitchie glared at him, trying her hardest not to smile at her next argument. "I said I believed you. Not trusted you. And besides, I can go as long as I need-" she pushed him off of her into the grass playfully- "without touching you in any way. But you were the one whining and throwing a bitch fit this morning because I didn't kiss you the second I saw you." she smirked. He got defensive. "I was not whining!" he complained. She smiled and shrugged, mouthing 'ok.' "And besides, I can go longer." he challenged. She raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh really? We'll see then." she agreed. He opened his mouth to say something then stopped. "I didn't mean we were going to." he muttered. She smiled. "Aw, sex is finally back in your life and you can't handle being away from it again?" she teased. He growled to himself. "Fine." he hissed. "Fine." she replied in the same tone. "Wanna go for a swim?" she smirked. He shrugged. "Fine." he mumbled. "But we don't have anything to swim in-" he started but Mitchie stood up and started stripping down to her bra and underwear. His lips trembled as his jaw slightly dropped. She raised her eyebrows. "You coming?" she asked casually. He swallowed hard and nodded. He took off his shirt as she walked down the stairs onto the beach. He could no longer see her since he was up hill still. He sighed and muttered to himself, "You're so fucking weak." He finished stripping to his boxers and went down the stairs. Something caught his eye as he was walking down, making him freeze. Mitchie's bra and underwear was hanging on the railing of the stairs. "Shit." he whispered as he looked into the water. He couldn't see her. She must have been under water. He waited for no reason until she came back up.
Not knowing of Shane's presence yet, Mitchie shot up out of the water and flung her hair back. Shane felt his jaw tighten. She froze for half a second while she was up and smirked. "You coming? The water is nice." she purred. He moved his eyes to the right of him before looking back out at the water. He nodded. "I'll bet it is." he muttered under his breath. "Stupid, Shane, stupid!" he continued whispering. He walked into the water, praying that it was ice cold to help him out. No such luck. It was a luke warm. He sighed and swam up to Mitchie.
They both swam for about half an hour. Shane tried his hardest to stay away from Mitchie in case he lost control. "So about our bet," she started casually. Shane took a deep breath. "Mm Hm?" he almost growled. She shrugged. "So what does the winner...win?" she asked. Shane raised his eyebrows for a second and shrugged. "They win the bet?" he tried. She scoffed. "Please." she said sarcastically. "Afraid you're gonna lose?" she taunted. He was the next to scoff. "Fine...." he stopped to think. "Winner gets..." suddenly they could hear Shane's cell phone ringing from his pant pockets hanging on the stairs. He sighed. "Hold on." he muttered and swam out of the water quickly then grabbed his pants. He fished the cell phone out and answered. "Hello?" he sighed. Mitchie stayed in the water and watched. To tease him, she stood up, making sure that Shane could see everything.
Shane swallowed hard. "Mm Hm...yeah." his face turned into a smirk. "Ok. Yeah that's cool. I'll see what I can do." He hung up his phone and slipped it back in the pocket of his pants before returning to the water. "So, let me just start off by saying you are totally and completely unfair." he said, getting inches away from her face then backing away. She giggled. "Secondly," he smirked. "My producer just found out that you wanted to sing on "Good Morning America." he shrugged. Mitchie narrowed her eyes. "And Alan wants me to do whatever I Can to make sure I get to it first. It's a big deal I guess whatever." he shrugged. "In other words, he wants to do what ever he can to turn me against you because I wont ask you to sleep with him. How about," he concluded. "Whoever wins the bet, gets to perform on GMA." he offered. She glared at him. "Fine." she hissed. "Stay away from me then." she swam out farther into the water. Shane narrowed his eyes. "What?" he questioned. She shook her head. "You were going to agree to me sleeping with Alan?" she snarled, completely forgetting about the bet. She swam up to him again, getting in his face a little. He just got closer and spoke calmly, only slight attitude in his voice. "No. I refused to even bring it up with you." he hissed back. She calmed down a bit. "Oh." she mumbled. He raised his eye brows for a second then swam backwards. She did the same. They swam until about 6:45. It was quiet until they both got out of the water and walked back to the stairs. Shane took a deep breath. "Will you put some clothes on?" he hissed, tightening his jaw as he pulled his shirt on. She smirked. "Why? Does this-" she cupped her breasts. "bother you?" She narrowed her eyes playfully and smirked. He took a deep breath and turned around, trying his hardest to ignore her. She laughed breathlessly and pulled on her bra and underwear. She walked back up to the grass and picked up her clothes. She pulled on her pants but left her shirt off. It was covered in mud because of where she tossed it. "Shit." she whispered. Shane was already waiting in the car. She sighed and walked to the car, her shirt in her hands. Shane smiled and rolled his eyes. "Seriously?" he muttered. She looked at him, slightly glaring. "Ok. This-" she held up her shirt. "Was not planned." she threw her shirt down on her lap and sighed. He laughed a little, causing her to glare at him. Her facade faded as she laughed along with him. "Jerk." she said playfully.
They drove the rest of the way in silence. Shane rested his hand on the middle console after an attempt to stop himself from grabbing hers. He sighed heavily. "Stupid bet." he muttered unintelligibly. She glanced at him then back out the window. Soon, they arrived back at the little stone house. Mitchie sighed and smiled. She studied the way the trees rested along the roof. They both got out of the car.
They walked into the house in silence. Mitchie gasped silently as Shane took her shirt into another room. She heard the sounds of a washer machine opening and closing before she saw him walk into another room after that. After a couple of minutes, he returned with a t-shirt. She smiled a little. "Thanks." she mumbled, taking the shirt and slipping it on. He nodded. "So wanna watch movies or something?" he offered, a bit awkwardly. He wasn't used to not being able to touch her. He secretly rolled his eyes. She bit her lip and nodded. He growled lowly to himself. She was making it so hard! And she wasn't even trying! "What movies do you have?" she murmured, looking around in awe. He shrugged. "You name it, I got it." he mumbled. She raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Oh really?" she said sarcastically. He nodded. "You think I'm joking?" he challenged. She laughed and rolled her eyes. "It doesn't really matter to me." she shrugged. He grimaced and grabbed a random movie before popping it in the DVD player. He turned the TV on and let everything start up. "You hungry?" he offered. She nodded. "A little bit." she whispered. "Wow, Shane." she murmured. "This is so nice." she complimented. He smiled a little. "It's my own little ... sanctuary. It is my zen." he laughed a little. "And now I sound like a little girl at a mall." he muttered. She smiled weakly. "No." she whispered. "I get it." she walked up to him. "I've never seen this side of you so..." she was at a loss for words. "Unleashed." She didn't even realize how close she and Shane were until she snapped out of it. He was staring breathlessly into her eyes. She backed away after a moment. "Uh, so about that movie." she mumbled awkwardly. He just nodded. She walked away from him back into the living room. "What about food?" he called from the kitchen as she walked. "Forget it." she muttered.
They both sat on the couch as the movie started. Throughout the movie, Shane had major troubles. He was fidgeting and twitching, ready to just surrender the bet and pull her into his arms to cuddle and watch the movie. Luckily, the movie ended before he did so. He took a glance outside the window to see that it was dark already. It was around 9:00 at night now. He looked over at her. She had the side of her head rested on her hand. She looked just as frustrated as he felt. "Uh, do you want me to drive you home or..." he trailed off, waiting for her answer. "Can I just stay the night here?" she asked in a small whisper. For some reason, she expected a 'no.' Shane smiled sweetly and nodded. "Of course." he murmured. He leaned towards her before instantly pulling away. He tightened his jaw and stood up. "Uh, lets eat dinner." he walked into the kitchen and started taking things out of the fridge and freezer. Mitchie slowly followed him in.
Once they were done eating dinner, it was almost 11:00. Shane led Mitchie into the bedroom. He dug through one of his drawers before pulling out a pair of boxers and a tank top. "I hope this is ok to sleep in." he whispered to her, handing her the clothes. She smiled sweetly. "This is perfect. Thanks." she replied. She wanted so badly to kiss him but restrained herself. So she just smiled at him and walked into the bathroom. Shane chuckled silently to himself and took off his shirt. He changed into a new pair of boxers since his current pair was still in the washer machine. He climbed into his bed. A few minutes later, Mitchie walked out of his bathroom. His bed was just outside of the door. "Do you um...want me to sleep somewhere else?" she whispered. He narrowed his eyes. "No." he said plainly. "We can just like put a blanket in between us or something." he joked. She nodded and grabbed a big blanket. He raised his eyebrows at her. "I was kidding." he mumbled. She shrugged. "Just in case." she replied. She placed the blanket in between them and climbed in. He bit his lip in frustration and sighed. "Just imagine me kissing you goodnight." he muttered. She laughed breathlessly. "Already did." she replied, staring at the ceiling. They both sighed.
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Sort of a short chapter I know. Lol sorry. But if I am going to post every day, they might not all be 5,000 words lol. I hope you guys liked it! And don't worry. They aren't all going to be short either.
So my current addictions are old songs from HSM 2 and 3. Mainly "everyday," "Bet on it," "Scream,"and "Right here right now." (Lol the two Zac Efron solos and two cutest songs with him and Vanessa) Other addictions still include All American Rejects, drawing the Jonas Brothers symbol (Finally learned how to perfect it.), listening to old mixes that I once made, Jesse McCartney (SEXXIIIII), "Party in the USA," by Miley Cyrus, and Demi Lovato's new CD. (Amazing.) My favorite songs on it are, "Quiet," "Falling over me," "Catch me," and "Solo." Love love love it.
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