Loving Only You

Loving Only You

Nate's Point of View

The girls seemed frozen in place for a moment. We broke out of the crowd of girls that had formed around us. The girls ran to us and nearly knocked us over. Meghan immediately pulled me in for a kiss, our first kiss and, believe it or not, my first kiss. Mitchie and Shane laughed as I blushed. I'm not a fan of PDA so this was a little embarrassing. Meghan pulled away and laughed at my blushing. I saw a gleam in Mitchie's eyes right before she pulled Shane in for a kiss. I laughed as Shane blushed even deeper than me. He hated PDA as much, if not more, than me. Meghan joined in as the girls around us gasped in disappointment.

"Shall we dance?" I asked as Mitchie pulled away.

"We shall," Meghan said, wrapping her arm around my waist. We went off to dance. I don't know what Shane and Mitchie, or anyone else for that matter. It seemed the entire world was revolving around Meghan. The way she looked in her dress took my breath away. A slow dance came on and we danced. She pulled me off to the side after awhile, wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in for the best kiss of my life.

"I love you," she whispered into my lips. I jumped back startled.

"Wh-what?" I stuttered, surprise. Hurt colored her features. "No, I mean... you just surprised me, that's all."

"Do you?" she whispered. I immediately knew what she was asking.

"Yes, I love you, Meghan."

She pulled me in for another kiss.

"Say it again," I whispered against her lips as the kiss deepened.

"I love you," she muttered. I groaned and pulled her in even deeper. No one else existed anymore, until I heard a throat clear.

"Go away," I mumbled. I didn't want to pull away ever.

"Smile, Nate," an unfamiliar voice said right before a camera flash went off.

I gasped and whirled around. I ran, pulling Meghan with me. We were out in the hall before we stopped. Meghan bent down and pulled off her shoes. She started rubbing her feet.

"Next time you decide to run and I'm in heels, let me take off my shoes," she grumbled.

I sat down, curled up in a ball, and put my head between my legs. Every time the press found out about one of my girlfriends, the fame went to their head. I didn't want that to happen with Meghan. She's the first girl I've ever, truly loved and I don't want to lose that. Now I know how Shane feels, sometimes you hate being famous but you can't get away from it. I groaned. I felt Meghan wrap her arms around me. I smiled slightly. I lifted my head.

"Promise me you won't let fame go to your head," I whispered.

She laughed, "Is that what you're upset about? Don't worry, I promise."

"Good, because I've lost 3 girlfriends because they let fame get to them."

"Having fun?" Shane and Mitchie asked together.

"Was that rehearsed?" I quoted Shane.

We laughed and I got up. The prom was more than I had hoped for.

Shane's Point of View

(This starts at the same place Nate's started)

I pulled Mitchie into the hallway, escaping any fans. We could still here the music in the hall. I danced with her for along time with her head against my chest. I kissed the top of her hair lightly and buried my face in her hair. She pulled me closer. The moment was magical.

"You're not going to tell me you got us a room?" Mitchie joked.

"Why, you underestimate me. I wear this purity ring for a reason," I joked back.

Just then, Nate ran by, pulling Meghan behind him.

"Should we follow them?" Mitchie asked concerned.

"No, just give them sometime."

Mitchie pulled me back into the prom. I pulled her right back out when I saw the reporters. I didn't need any more drama. We found Nate and Meghan on the floor.

"Having fun?" Mitchie and I asked together.

"Was that rehearsed?" Nate stole my line.

We all laughed. I never wanted this to end.

I am sooooooooooooo sorry about taking so long to update. This is probably it. If it is, sequel coming ASAP