"We need to talk about what exactly?" I asked as I walked over to him.

He narrowed his eyes and gave me a look that said-you-know-what-don't-act-stupid-. Of course I know what he wants to talk about, but I rather have him tell me.

"Mitchie.." He dragged out my name almost like a whine. I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms.

"Shaane…" I mimicked him and tried not to laugh. He glared at me and grabbed my hand. He led me toward his room and I tried my hardest to break free from his grip, but it was no use. Once we were in his room he closed the door and cornered me against the closed doors. Both of his hands were on either side of my head.

"Mitchie, I like you…a lot" I panicked and pushed him away. "Mitchie…?" I turned around and closed my eyes. Do I really want to know what he has to say? What if we don't work out? What if we break up and I lose his friendship again, but this time forever?

"Shane, I'm… afraid..." I said without realizing. I felt his arms wrap around my waist from behind. I silently sighed at his touch and leaned into him a bit.

"Afraid of what?" He asked in my ear and I felt his warm breath on my neck.

I took a deep breath. "Of losing your friendship. Of us not really working out." I muttered and heard him sigh.

"Mitch, how would you know we won't work if we don't try?" I shrugged and turned around in his arms so that I was facing him.

"I don't know."

"Mitch, do you like me as in more than a friend?" I do, I may even love him. Not that I'll tell him that...yet.

"Yeah." I admitted and he gave me a look. It was a look that I never thought would be directed at me. I have only seen once or twice and that was when he was talking about the girls he liked. It never bothered me before that I never got that look. Now that I receive that look it makes my heart flutter. It's as if I brighten his world now more than ever.

"Then be my girl." I stared at him with an incredulous look.

"Is that your way of asking me to be your girlfriend?" I asked and raised an eyebrow. He visibly gulped and nodded. I shook my head and broke out of his embrace.

"Shane, you are going to have to do better than that." I told him and patted his cheek. I was about to walk out of his room when he grabbed my hand.

"Are you rejecting me?"

"No…." I heard him sigh in relief and then I added. "But I'm not saying yes either." I opened the door and walked out. I heard him yell.

"What? Why not?"

"I didn't like the way you asked me!" I yelled and entered my room. As I lay on my bed I began to wonder. How are we going to date if we have to get married in less than a month? I wish we didn't have to get married. Getting married would make our life that much more complicated. I need to find a loophole and get out of marrying him. It not that I wouldn't want to marry him someday in the future, but now I think we should take things slow. I would like for him to ask me properly to be his girlfriend and then years later have him ask me to marry him. That is if we get that far in our relationship. I always pictured someone proposing to me in the most romantic of ways. Getting forced into a marriage isn't what I had in mind.

I stared at my ceiling, just thinking.

In the course of just a few weeks a lot has changed. I found out that I'm the daughter of a famous record labels owner and that said dad pass away and gave me his record label, but with a catch. I have to marry Shane which during that time I hated him. And now I find out that said guy returns my feelings, but the way is ask me is just not right. It was as if he expected me to say yes. I'm not one of those girls that will accept that and he should know that. If he wants me to be his girlfriend he better ask me right. I'm not saying I want all that romantic stuff because I think that it's asking too much, though it would be nice. Anything is better than the way he asked me 'Be my girl'.

I may be overreacting, but I know how he asks girls to go out with him and he never rehearsed that with me. Trust me he has made me stand in front of him while he practiced what he was going to say. It really isn't easy to stand there and pretend that it isn't funny. And all of the things he said were ten times better that how he asked me. Am I really asking too much? I sure don't think so.

Two days have passed since Shane asked me to be his girl and I had… well I didn't really reject him, but I didn't say yes either.

Turns out he can really be a romantic when he puts in effort. In those two days I have gotten two different roses. On the first day I received a purple rose that looked just divine. It was on my nightstand when I woke up that morning and there was a note right next to it. It said, "Your friendship and love, /and all the wonderful things/ that they bring into my life /Are like nothing else/ I have ever known." I was about to cave really, but when I walked up to him that same day he told me that he wasn't done yet. I my eyebrows rose at that, but I shrugged it off and asked him when would he be done. He had just smiled that smile of his and walked away.

The next day I found a pink rose, but that time it wasn't on my nightstand. It was on the ground by my door and another note was attached to it. The note was wasn't a poem, but a quote. It said, "If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime." It was really cute and it made my heart melt. I had placed that rose next to the purple one. I looked for Shane that very same day but I couldn't find him.

I asked Nate where he was but he just gave me a knowing smile. By the way Nate made up with Caitlyn. I haven't asked her the details yet because honestly my mind is somewhere else and is always thinking of a certain pop star. All I wanted was for him to ask me the right way well my definition of right. I would have been happy with one rose and then him asking me. Not that I'm complaining or anything. It's still sweet.

I woke up and sat up. I looked over at my nightstand and there was no rose. I looked over that my closed door and no rose was there. I'll admit, I was a bit disappointed. I got off my bed and made my way towards my bathroom and got ready for the day.

I got out of the bathroom and on my pillow there was a red rose. I smiled and walked over to my bed. I picked it up and sniffed the rose. I looked down to see if there was a note, but there wasn't. I shrugged it off and walked out of the room with the rose in hand.

I walked to Shane's room and knocked on the door. No one answered, so I walked in and it was as if he knew I would go to his room. There was a note on his bed. I picked it up and read it.

"Turn around and go to the one place you know we can really relate to."

The one place can really relate to? Why would he give me a riddle?

Okay Mitchie, think where could we really relate? Well there are many things we have in common. That's one of the reasons we became best friends. But the one thing we have the most in common would be…Music! Okay so the music room? Well there's only one way to find out.

I Made my to the music room and was about to open the door when I panicked again. Should I? Come on don't be a chicken! I'm not a chicken. I told myself and then took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Took you long enough…" A voice said and I smiled. He was standing in front of me with a bouquet of purple, pink, and red roses. He handed them to me and I took them happily.

"Well you didn't give me enough clues." I teased and he shook his head.

"Well it's not over yet, so sit down." I stared at him with an eyebrow raised, but did as told. He started to strum the guitar.

I never thought I would, did it

Never thought I could

I did it like that, did it like this

Did it like everybody knows

That we got something real, shorty

I know what I feel

Shout it like that

Shout it like this

Listen up, everybody knows

But you, so here it goes

Cause I never really noticed

Took a while for me to see

Playing back the moments

Now I'm starting to believe

That you could be at the show and know everyone

But it's you who makes me sing

And I know where we are and I know who I am

Baby, I'm your biggest fan, oh

Every time you smile for me

Takes me a while to bring myself back

Cause your all that

And I just had to let you know

That I'm screaming out in the crowd for you

I can be too loud cause I don't care

I let 'em all stare

I just want everyone to know

The truth, it's only you

You showed up and you looked so classy

Made me think twice 'bout the way I was acting

You were real from the start of it all

Like a dream came to life, now I'm left in all

Stars shine but your light is the brightest

Love flies but your love is the highest

You're so sweet that it drives me crazy

I placed the flowers down next to me and stood up.

"You know, you didn't have to go through all this right?" I told him and he nodded his head. "I would have been happy with you asking me the way you asked all of your girlfriends in the past."

He placed the guitar down and walked closer to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.

"I knew that, but I wanted to show you that you're not like those girls." The way he looked at me made me want to just kiss him, but I fought that urge.

"Really now?" I asked as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Yes really, you are more important to me than them." He told me. "So I'll rephrase my question."

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I didn't answer him. I just kissed him. It took him awhile to respond to the kiss. But once he did it was slow and sweet.

He pulled away and gave me a smile.

"I'll take that as a yes." I laughed and kissed him again.

Tada! They are together, finally!

So what did you think? Good? So/so? Bad?

Did I rush them into a relationship?

Next chapter is going to be a little different.

It's not going to be in Mitchie's POV. But that's all I'm going to say.