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Fourteen
After a week on the road Mitchie can't help but feel a little home sick. She loves being on stage singing her songs, meeting fans when she is hanging out with the boys in public and basically living the life.
She's in a hotel room in Irvine, California and on the phone to her mother for what has seemed like hours. Her parents are coming to see the show in a few days in Anaheim, yet she can't help but tell her mum every detail of the tour so far.
She isn't surprised that Shane doesn't spend the night with her though as neither of them wants to push the label if they were to be caught. And it's when she hangs up from her mum that she instantly has this lonely feeling come over her. Being on her own in some hotel room wasn't the best feeling.
She grabs her guitar that was strewn on the floor and begins to write some songs until her calloused fingers hurt. She has a lot of schoolwork to catch up on but she decides to go to bed and just stares at the ceiling, wondering if tomorrow will be the night that the crowd will know her songs and sing them back to her. Her album is coming out within the next few weeks but she knows the live versions of her songs are online for anyone to listen to.
Her phone vibrates next to the bed and thinking it's Shane she grabs it only to see it's a message from Sierra.
'Anyway to get me some awesome tickets for Anaheim? I want to come watch you sing, will bring a cousin with me who loves Nate as much as I do.'
She questions herself whether Sierra is lonely like her, or whether she actually misses her finally. But then it dawns on her that she potentially just wants to see the show, to see her doing what she loves.
'I'll be able to get you second row, I know there was a couple of seats left by my parents." She responds, telling her she will hold them at the box office for her to collect.
Just maybe, she'll be interested in her life again if she can see her perform at an actual concert. Just maybe she was feeling lonely too.
'Anyway for us to come backstage to meet Nate?'
Just like that, her hopes collapse around her. She doesn't bother responding, she switches her phone off completely upset over her intentions.
It takes her a while to clear her mind and to fall asleep, only to be awoken by a knock on the door what seems like only a couple minutes later.
...
By the time they make it to Anaheim, she decides to tell Shane that Sierra is coming.
"She can only hurt you if you let her." He tells her, a hand resting on her cheek backstage in her dressing room before sound check. She's sitting on the counter against the huge mirror, Shane in front of her standing between her legs.
"I basically got the impression that she only wanted to come to try and meet Nate because he is her celebrity crush."
"I know it's hard, but if she is going to treat you that way you need to just not care the same way she clearly doesn't care. It will probably take a while to happen but one day you won't feel like this when she acts like this."
"It'll probably take a long time, I just hope that I can get there one day."
"You will."
She isn't able to be sad for too long though as her parents come into her dressing room and she is too happy to see them.
Anaheim goes crazy when she hits the stage and she is completely overwhelmed when the crowd seems to know most of her songs. It is such an indescribable feeling, but then she look downs into the audience to where here parents are beaming and can see two empty seats next to them. Instantly she knows Sierra hasn't shown up and right away she goes to the back of the stage to grab a sip out of her water battle, wiping away a tear inconspicuously before singing her next song.
As soon as she is off stage, Shane is standing there which is odd as he had been watching her set off the television screens in his dressing room (as had she) and he just has this completely fallen look on his face, her cell phone outreached in his hand.
She quickly makes her way to her dressing room, not wanting to read the text message that's on the screen until she is in private. Shane shuts the doors behind them and she shrugs her jacket off, just wanting to get changed into her next outfit for 'This Is Me'.
"I don't think I even want to read why she couldn't make it." She says, slight hysteria in her voice, "Why should I have even believed that she cared after everything that has happened?"
And she cannot help but just burst into tears, completely ruining her make up, not that it mattered. Shane soon has her in his arms on the couch, holding her tightly and she knows he is going to get called side-stage within five minutes or so and as bad as it sounds, she doesn't want him to leave her.
"Why?" She whimpers into his chest, staining his shirt with mascara.
"Her boyfriend wanted her to come help her study for her biology midterm that's tomorrow. Her reasoning was that she couldn't find anyone to come with at the last minute so she thought you wouldn't care."
And he is rocking her gently, kissing the top of her head as she tries to calm down. She is surprised when he ignores Connect 3's fifteen minute announcement to come side-stage.
It's when they put over an announcement for Shane saying he has five minutes, that he finally gets up to leave, telling her he loves her.
Connect 3 go on late, Shane will be in trouble and she makes a mental note to apologise to him later. Fifteen minutes into the show, she finally gets up to get changed, fixing up her make up so no one could tell she had been crying.
She grabs her phone and actually opens her messages to read it herself and it literally takes everything inside of her not to cry. Then she notices the reply that has been sent, clearly from Shane.
'I hope you feel good, texting Mitchie right before she is supposed to sing, on the stage that you are supposed to be watching her perform on.'
Somehow, she manages to get herself side-stage to get wired up again and she watches Shane before she has to crawl under the stage to be risen up like normal. She doesn't know how to thank him for what he said, even though she does.
She wants to hug him, but knows she can't until after the show because they were testing the waters enough already. The internet was curious as to why they weren't affectionate at all on stage nor in public as it was a complete turn around from normal. That's exactly what the label wanted and she knew they had to keep it that way.
It's when she is singing to him five minutes later that she mouths a 'thank you' to him at the end of the song and all he can do is smile back at her.
'Breathe – Taylor Swift.' She tweets from the bed in her hotel room that night, glad that Shane has risked sneaking in to be with her.
…
She is happy the next night in Anaheim as Caitlyn has come to see the show and is able to come on tour for the next few days or so as she has no school.
For some reason though, all she can do is lay in her bed in her tour bus outside the arena. Caitlyn was so amazing, yet Sierra just wasn't the person she thought she knew most her life.
Caitlyn texts her saying she is about half an hour away and she lets out a smile.
"What are you smiling at?" Shane asks, walking into the small bedroom.
"Caitlyn is almost here."
He sits down on the edge of the bed, "This means I can't sleep in here for a while."
"I know. But I am sure Nate is as loving as I am in bed." She teases, sitting upright and wrapping her arms around him from behind, resting her head against his shoulder blade.
"I didn't want to say anything, but you haven't been eating much Mitch." And he sounds so concerned, so vulnerable and she figures that is why he is calling her Mitch.
"I haven't made myself thrown up, I promised you remember?"
"I know, I just worry. I want you to be happy."
"I am happy." She admits, kissing his neck, "It's just so hectic this lifestyle, i'm not used to it. I promise i'll try and pay more attention though and remember to eat when I should be eating."
He turns around to face her, she leans in closer and wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her lips against his for just a few seconds, "Do you think maybe one day we'll be able to actually show affection in public? Even if it's just in a shopping centre sometime next week because there'll be no photographers? I miss being able to hold your hand whenever I want."
"Anything you want."
…
Caitlyn and her are able to just stay up all night and talk after the show, just really talk about everything.
"What's with all the junk food?" Caitlyn asks, "Not that i'm not complaining."
"Shane, he was worried about my eating habits and knew anyway we'd probably be up all night like this."
"What do you mean eating habits?...Oh." She clicked, Mitchie had told her about her bulimia before, "You haven't been...you know?"
"No." Mitchie shakes her head, I haven't.
It's at five am that they decide to put a movie on and actually lay down in bed.
"This pillow smells of Shane." Caitlyn comments and Mitchie doesn't even deny anything.
"He has stayed in here most nights, kicked him out for you though."
"Have you guys slept together yet?" Caitlyn asks.
"What do you mean yet?"
"So you have?"
"No," Mitchie giggles, "I'm a virgin still."
"Not for long if he is in here with you much longer." Caitlyn jokes and all Mitchie can do is laugh, happy she can always count on Caitlyn to be there for her.
...
It's in Sacramento a few days later where Mitchie slips out with Caitlyn into town to go shopping.
It's Caitlyn's last day with her and she is leaving after the show that night, catching a flight home.
"How does it feel to be on stage like that every night?" Caitlyn asks as they wander through Forever 21.
"It's amazing, it's just all so overwhelming."
"Well you seem like you've been doing it for years. You're a natural and you can tell the crowd loves you."
"Well I am kind of worried about how people will react to my album, I mean they are at the show mainly because of Connect 3.
"Mitchie, just wait until you see how many albums you sell. Then you won't have to fret anymore." Caitlyn points out, grabbing a red leather jacket off the racks.
Mitchie can't help but smile at Caitlyn's confidence in her, "Thanks Caitlyn."
"Anytime."
Heading back straight to the venue, Mitchie cannot help but notice the fans that were walking down the street with posters and Connect 3 shirts on.
"I cannot believe people get here this early." Caitlyn comments, pushing the button to wind down Mitchie's window.
"What are you doing?"
"Say hi." Caitlyn responds, a mischievous smile appearing.
"They probably won't even recognise me with sunglasses on." She protests, because really it's not like she is even famous.
Caitlyn gives her a look and tells the driver to slow down a little.
"Hey guys, hope you enjoy the show tonight." Mitchie yells out after a moment, seeing a girl in a group wearing a shirt with her face on it.
It's only a few seconds before they hear the screaming, obviously it had clicked in for the girls that she had just gone pass.
As soon as they are backstage at the venue, Nate rushes over to them wanting to know what they had bought him.
"Nothing." Caitlyn grins, "Don't you have people to do that for you?" She teases.
"Yes, but it would be much more personal coming from you."
Mitchie can practically see Caitlyn melting at his words, yet somehow she keeps her calm.
"Have you been on the stage yet?" Mitchie asks, "I'd show you myself, but I need to start getting ready."
"I can show her." Nate offers and Mitchie smiles, knowing he would say exactly that.
And before Caitlyn can say a word, he has grabbed her hand and pulled her off in the direction of the stage. Mitchie quickly rushes off to Shane's dressing room to find him in there with Jason. Before either of them can say a word, she has turned their television on that shows the stage and squishes herself between them on the couch.
"Is that Nate and Caitlyn?" Jason questions, tossing his phone aside. She can only make out their figures as the camera shows the entire stage, yet a microphone picks up their voices although slightly muffled.
"Yes." She replies, leaning forward slightly as if it were primetime television.
"How does it feel being on stage like this, performing to thousands and thousands of people who are singing the songs you wrote?" Caitlyn asked, sitting herself down on the corner of where the catwalk met the stage, her legs dangling over the edge.
"It's unexplainable, it's just what I have always wanted to do." Nate replies, sitting down diagonally opposite her and Mitchie can barely contain herself as she knows how much Caitlyn is probably dying inside right now.
"I've always wanted to dance for a living, I hope to make it someday." Caitlyn admits.
"I've seen you dance, you're amazing. There's no doubt you will one day."
"Thank you, it means a lot coming from you."
"Coming from me?"
"Well yeah," She replies, "Not because you're some famous international artist, but because you're talented and well...you."
Mitchie can distinctly see their heads leaning in close together only to snap apart as an announcement over to let Mitchie know she was due up on stage for soundcheck in fifteen minutes.
"I better go." Nate says, standing up and offering Caitlyn a hand to stand up too. She takes it in his and they stay together for a moment before Nate walks off, leaving Caitlyn on her own in front of thousands of empty seats.
Shane gets off the couch, shaking his head slightly and turns the television off. Mitchie's confused as to why, she was more than ecstatic, she knew Nate had feelings for Caitlyn.
Jason says nothing, simply grabs his cell phone and begins to text assumingly Hayley.
"Why do you look so happy?" Shane asks, sounding confused himself, although she doesn't know why.
"I'm not allowed to be happy for Caitlyn?" She shrugs her shoulders.
"Why?"
"She likes Nate, isn't it obvious."
And Shane seems stunned for just a minute before he can finally reply, "Just go get ready for soundcheck."
Biting her lower lip she stares at him for just a few seconds before turning around and leaving, heading for her own dressing room.
...
Before she is due to be wired up to go on stage that night; Shane comes into her dressing room, his hair a mess, his shirt buttons not aligned correctly.
"Where's Caitlyn?"
"Out in the audience." Mitchie replies, finishing up her hair, "Why?"
"I spoke to Nate, I told him that he needs to think with his head for once."
"Why'd you do that?"
"He has a girlfriend, Mitchie. Dana, remember her?" He asks her in a condescending tone that she does not like at all.
"I'm not an idiot, Shane." Is all she can reply, switching the hair straightener off.
"Well you should understand why I am so concerned about this." And when he says it, it's just like he is belittling her although she knows he doesn't mean to.
"She's my best friend, Shane. Of course I am going to be happy for her if the guy she likes shows interest in her."
"How would you feel if I showed interest in another girl?" He questions, squinting his eyes slightly.
"That's a low blow, Shane. I understand Nate is dating Dana and I definitely don't support cheating, especially because of my father cheating on my mum when I was younger. Maybe I shouldn't be so happy at the prospect of Nate liking someone else when he is dating someone but he is an adult and he can make his own decisions without his brother telling him what to do. Don't come back in here after saying something like that to me again until you can act your age."
"Oh yeah, i'll act like a seventeen year old." He yells, walking out her dressing room.
"Real mature!" Is all she can yell out the door after him.
She was beyond mad at him right now.
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