THANKs for all your reviewsieees (new word, love it :P)

Made me smileee and I kinda laughed cos i'm into drama an all but no, don't worry i'm NOT going to kill Shane. I think that could kill my story really :P

Anyway here is Chapter 29


"Two fractured ribs, a broken arm and bruising to the head."

Mitchie rolled her eyes as Shane shrugged sheepishly at everyone in the room. Jason was sitting by the chair next to Shane's bed, where he'd been waiting for him to wake up. Nate and Caitlyn were standing together in the corner of the room and Mitchie was sitting at the end of Shane's bed.

She thought she'd had a heart attack before when she'd heard Shane had been hit by a car, luckily the driver slowed up enough and with Shane's quick reflexes he managed to avoid being hit by the brunt of the car. Instead he clipped the side and was thrown to the pavement.

"I wasn't looking," Shane shrugged again not all to bothered by his predicament.

Jason rolled his eyes. "Clearly! You idiot! What the hell were you thinking?! You could've gotten killed!" He'd taken on the role of the father in this situation.

"Jason, don't. There's no point, he's too high on morphine right now to remember this." Caitlyn said softly, oddly she'd seemed to have taken on the role of the mother. Calming down Jason and fetching Shane the water.

Nate nodded, "yeah see." He punched Shane's leg who didn't respond at all. Nate however had seemingly reverted into a child, Mitchie had a incline that Nate was actually struggling with this far more than anyone. He was twitchy and extremely on edge, Mitchie made a mental note to make sure he was okay later when they were on their own.

"Right, Mr Gray." The nurse poked her head around the door and laughed as all three brothers turned to look at her. "The injured one," she added looking at Shane who nodded, "you just need to fill out some of these forms, and then you can be discharged." The nurse handed them to Mitchie who smiled and thanked her.

"Do you want me to fill this out for you?" She asked quietly looking at Shane's writing hand which was now harnessed up in the sling. "Nah, I got it," He said cheekily rolling his eyes. "And just for that, you can't have the icecream I got you." Mitchie poked her tongue out before moving over to the table to lean on.

"Man you're so stupid, seriously." Jason sighed looking at Nate for support. "Leave him," Nate said slumping further down into his seat. Mitchie caught Caitlyn's eyes and nodded outside of the door.

"What's wrong with him?" Mitchie asked once her and Caitlyn had stepped out of the room.

Caitlyn laughed incredulously shaking her head, "Mitchie, he was in an accident, it's probably just the drugs making him stupid."

"No! Not Shane, Nate!" Mitchie stressed, quickly looking back into the room to make sure they weren't being overheard. Caitlyn opened her mouth but didn't say a word. "I don't know, he's been quiet since he got the phone call I guess."

Mitchie nodded, "do you mind if I have a word with him?" She didn't know why she was asking, it's not like she had to get Caitlyn's permission, but somehow it felt wrong not to ask.

"Sure, I'll help Shane get dress- actually I might get Jason to get Shane dressed," Caitlyn laughed entering back into the room.

"Hey Nate, can you come help me a minute?" Nate nodded, following Mitchie out of the room silently. She lead him down to the elevator, wanting to get a drink from the vending machines before they left anyway.

"What's up Nate?" She asked softly as they stood waiting for the elevator to reach their level.

Nate shrugged, shoving his hands deep in his pockets. He muttered something incoherently then jumped into the elevator to avoid further questioning. Though his attempts to get away from Mitchie were thwarted once she stood beside him and they were then on their own.

"Nate come on, what's wrong? Shane's fine, I don't understand."

Nate sighed, "I thought he was... I thought I'd lost-"

"Me too," Mitchie reached over and squeezed his hand gently. He looked down at her and gave her a small smile, then put his arm around her shoulders pulling her into him.

Mitchie responded wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her head into his shoulder. "I wish things could go back to the way they were," Mitchie whispered feeling tears spring to her eyes. All the repressed emotion she'd felt since getting the phone call about Shane spilling out.

"Way they were? You mean like, when you were with Shane?" Nate asked resting his chin on her head. It'd been a while since he'd had some alone time with his best friend, and he missed it greatly.

"Maybe," Mitchie admitted, "I just don't know how I feel anymore."

Nate nodded understandingly, "well when you got that phone call, what did you feel then?"

"I thought I was having a heart attack," Mitchie laughed, "I couldn't breathe, I thought he was... you know. I was frightened beyond anything, I wished I'd have just kissed him in the rain and he wouldn't have walked away."

Nate pulled away smiling, "I think you know how you feel Mitch," he said, "you're just scared."

"Whatever," Mitchie rolled her eyes jokingly, "so you're okay? I mean thats why I pulled you out of the room, to ask that. So?"

"I'm fine Mitch, like I said I just thought I'd lost him. It feels like over the past few weeks we've been through so much, and it scared me. When I got that phone call, I don't think I've ever been that scared."

Mitchie breathed in deeply, "God he's such an idiot." Nate laughed nodding, "yep, a newt has more braincells than he does." Mitchie laughed harder leaning against Nate for support, the emotion she was feeling being expressed in a different way now.

"Come on, I need a drink." Mitchie gasped as the door opened.

"Thank you, Mitch."

"For what?"

"Caring." Nate smiled putting money in the vender for her. "You're a really good person.


"It's Christmas!" Mitchie cried flying into Shane's apartment excitedly. Shane was sitting on his couch fiddling with his shirt buttons.

"Come in," He said sarcastically, growing frustrated with his useless arm, he couldn't even button up his own shirt.

Mitchie smiled broadly and sat down next to him. "Need help?" She questioned, reaching over without waiting for a response.

"It's been 4 weeks Shane. You should be used to that thing by now," she pointed at his cast as she did up the last few buttons for him.

Shane was about to reply but a new scent stopped him in his tracks. "What's that smell?" He questioned, leaning over so he was closer to her. He breathed in and smiled, "Mmm, Vanilla." He sat relaxing into the couch. "I love that."

Mitchie blushed and smiled, resting back as well, "you're as bad as Apollo," She then laughed as the puppy bounded over upon hearing its name.

"So it's Christmas," Mitchie smiled resting her legs up on the couch, placing them over Shane's lap. He smiled rolling his eyes, "It's still another 2 weeks."

"Though I do have your present," He smiled at her curious expression. "What is it?!" She demanded.

Shane laughed his hands circling her knees. She was vaguely conscious of what they were doing, and how they were acting but she couldn't help it. Over that last 4 weeks they'd grown accustomed to the new friendship line. Though lately she noticed they were beginning to push the boundaries a little, not that Shane minded one bit. He was still as eager to have her back as he was before his accident.

"Mitchie, you kind of need to learn the concept of a present. You don't tell the person what you got them," he laughed patting the seat beside him and smiled as Apollo jumped up next to him.

Mitchie pouted shuffling closer to Shane, trying to make him look into her eyes, he could never resist the puppy eyes.

"Shane," she whined, prodding his cheek with her finger. She repeated this until finally he snapped, "quit it! Look I couldn't give it to you, even if I wanted to. Cos of this," He glared at the cast still wrapped around his arm.

"I don't understand-"

"It's a song." He cut her off, "and I can't play it. Yet."

Shane suddenly looked panicked as he stared into her eyes, "Mitch, if you don't like, if you want something else I can get something-"

"No! Shane, it's a awesome present, I can't wait to hear it." She laughed as he stressed, "in fact, it's kind of weird because, I wrote you a song too." She said slowly not looking him in the eye.

The song she'd been trying to right ever since her return from Camp Rock was finally coming together, and she wanted Shane to be the first one to hear it. He was the one that had pushed her to write and sing again.

"Oh, that's great. I hope I can play it for you," he sighed looking down. "Even if you can't, you still got your voice, that's enough for me."

Shane looked up and smiled, then as before he leaned in to her neck and breathed in deeply. "I really like that smell," he murmured nuzzling his face into her neck. Mitchie chewed on her lip trying to concentrate on anything other than the feel of him against her. She looked over at Apollo who was watching the two with fascination.

"Have you walked Apollo?" Mitchie diverted Shane's attention. It made it hard to breath when he was that close to her.

Shane shook his head and stood up, "care to join me?" He asked in a ridiculous accent. "It would be my pleasure," she spoke back grinning.


"Have you spoken to your parents?" Mitchie asked as the silence stretched between them. They had been walking for a long time, just following the road until they came across a small park.

Shane sat down on the swings, "nope. They don't want to hear from me, Mitch."

"Their your parents Shane, of course they do. Nate said your Mom was terrified when she heard about your accident."

"Apparently not terrified enough, she didn't visit or even call." Shane said roughly, scuffing his shoes along the ground as he swung. "Yeah but-"

"Come on!" Shane interrupted pulling her off of the swing so fast she stumbled after him. "Shane!" She cried out, feeling like a little kid again, with Apollo jumping at her heels.

He dragged her to the small kids 'merry-go-round' and jumped on it. "Wow, Shane Gray. World know popstar, laughing like a little kid in a park," Mitchie teased as he began to spin them around. Apollo barking wildly at them.

Mitchie began to feel dizzy and so laid down, staring up at the stars that were starting to appear as the sun went down. Shane soon grew tired of spinning them and laid his head down next to hers.

They lay in silence, enjoying the view of the stars shining above them. Mitchie's thoughts once again returned to Christmas and a question popped into her head. One her Mom had discussed previously with her.

"Shane what are you doing for Christmas?" She asked.

Shane grunted, "nothing." Mitchie realized it was probably a sore spot for him, without a family to celebrate with, he'd spend it on his own.

"Because, my Mom was talking. She invited you round? If you want to come, you don't have too..." Mitchie drifted off as Shane sat up and edged closer to her.

"Thank you." He whispered kissing her cheek tentatively, mere millimeters from her lips. They were definitely pushing the friendship boundaries.

Mitchie smiled, resting her head against his shoulder. She shivered slightly, but with Apollo resting on her legs, and Shane's body beside her she felt quite cozy in the cool air.

"We should head back," Shane said at last sitting up.

He poked Mitchie in the side until she stirred, "stop!" She whined pushing him away, "I would carry you Mitch but I'm an invalid now."

"Oh whatever, one broken arm does not count you as an 'invalid'" Mitchie scoffed, getting up carefully.

"Does in my books," Shane said arrogantly, clipping Apollo's lead on.

Mitchie rolled her eyes snatching the lead from him. "You're books stupid."

"Nuh uh!"

"Uh... yeh!"

"Nope."

"Yep, Oh god we are not doing this!" Mitchie laughed at their childish fight.

Shane rounded on her, smirking into her confused face, "you're only stopping it cos you know I'll win."

"In your dreams," Mitchie sang, walking off.

"Yes you are." Shane muttered as he sauntered after her. Mitchie kept her head down and blushed, not wanting him to know she'd heard.

She slowed down as they reached Shane's apartment where Nate was already waiting with Caitlyn to pick Mitchie up.

"There you are!" Caitlyn cried frustratedly, "I've been worried! I was calling you!" She waved her phone in Mitchie's face. Mitchie took out her phone and bit her lip seeing 6 missed calls from Caitlyn and 3 texts from Nate.

"Oops," she laughed looking at Shane who was shaking his head, "seriously guys, we're grown ups. We can look after ourselves."

"Ironic coming from you Shane," Nate commented smirking.

Shane ignored him and turned to Mitchie, "Thank you for inviting me for christmas," He whispered in her ear, his breath hitting her cold skin sending tingles down her spine.

She nodded, "and I can't wait to hear the song," he smiled brushing his lips against her temple smoothly before standing away.

"Goodnight guys. Come on Apollo," he hushed the dog inside waving goodbye as he closed the door.

"What song?" Caitlyn asked nosily but Nate shushed her, sending a wink over to Mitchie. Since the time in the elevator Mitchie and Nate had been making effort to have some friends time together in which Nate helped Mitchie write her new song.

"You'll hear it after Christmas," Mitchie replied jumping in the car.

"But what song?" Caitlyn turned to Nate pouting. "Don't give me that face," He said defensively, "like she said, you'll have to wait till after Christmas," he kissed her tenderly before jumping in the car.

"I hate being out of the loop."


Sorry it's not long, but I'm still trying to get back into the writing :p

Urmmm oh yeah, I went to a party on friday eve, andd theres this guy I like called Noah

and he was drunk, but he told me he liked me and then kissed me... only thing is, he doesnt remember :P

I asked Sam to talk to him and see if he did but noope

So advice; do you think I should talk to him about it? Or leave it and see what happens?

I'm stuck :P haha

Anyway Please Review!

Loves - M x