Mitchie sat on a small, cushony chair beside the window by the front door. The last photographer had finally left, realizing that neither she, or Shane were coming outside. She stared mindlessly at the glass and traced the small dirt patterns on it from the outside. She sighed and placed her palm flat against it.
"I'm sorry."
Mitchie turned around to see Shane, standing several feet away from her with his hands in his pockets, staring at the floor. She smiled a little. "For what?" she asked softly. He sighed and ruffled his fingers through his hair.
Shane had just gotten downstairs from talking with Nate. He was a bit confused still. Whatever Mitchie had said to him previously, had definitely made him easier to cooperate with. Of course, there was no emotion in his voice as he spoke, but Shane was still relieved that he did speak. He had convinced him, finally, to see a therapist. Nate had a meeting with her in a week. Concerts were canceled for the next two weeks. Nate let Jason and Shane go through his room and take out every single stash that he had hidden.
"I'm sorry for proposing to you...the way I did. I know that...girls want it to be...romantic and ... candle lit...I-" he sighed. Mitchie smiled small, and stood up. She walked over to him, running her fingers through his hair and pulled his lips onto hers. "Shane..." she whispered, pressing her lips to his ear. He gripped her waist softly and held her body close to his, breathing in the warmth. "To be honest...I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you and..." she trailed off, smiling big. "We're .. getting married." she whispered in a small cry of joy. She laughed breathlessly. "We are actually engaged." she said again. He narrowed his eyes, unable to stop himself from smiling. "You..aren't mad?" he whispered, pressing his forehead against hers. She smiled and shook her head. "Not at all." she replied, softly leaving a kiss on his adam's apple. He groaned, pouting slightly. She giggled in a whisper. "What?" she teased, knowing that that was his sweet spot. "If Nate wasn't here..." he trailed off in a growl. Mitchie bit her lip.
She tried to quell the lust building inside of her.
"What?" she whispered, playing innocent. He bit his lip and laughed humorously in a whisper. "Oh, I think you know what." he hissed. She smiled, but hid it by pressing her lips to his adam's apple again. She felt him tense slightly. "I don't think I do." She continued leaving small, quick kisses. He grabbed her wrists slowly and gently as she continued her actions.
Next thing she knew, she was being pressed up against the wall next to the stairs, her hands pinned above her head. She winced slightly, her back still in small pain from the day before when Nate had done the same, but rougher. That thought faded once Shane pressed his lips against her ear, his hot breath making her stomach clench with desire. "You really want me to tell you?" he mused in a soft whisper. Her breathing became uneven. She just nodded.
She felt him tense awkwardly and watched his eyes glance to his left.
Suddenly, his grip loosened on her wrists and he dropped them, stepping away from her awkwardly. She narrowed her eyes at him. "Wh-" she started but he nodded towards the top of the stairs. Nate stood there, awkwardly, a small blush on his cheeks. "Sorry." he mumbled, taking steps down. "But Mitchie-" he started. She rolled her eyes and moved past him up the stairs. "Save it."
Mitchie walked into Shane, knowing that he would either check on Nate or follow her up. She was surprised to see he followed her, looking determined. "What?" she asked, referring to his expression. He chuckled. "Didn't think you would get rid of me that easily, did you?" he mused. She smiled at him. "I'm sorry I am being so ... hard with your brother. I am just not ready to forgive him yet. He has been so ..." her voice became a whisper. "Horrible to me. And I don't exactly understand why..." she sighed, her eyes slightly tearing. She fought them as hard as she could. "Exactly?" he echoed. She nodded and sat down on his bed. "Well...yeah. I mean-he loved me and ... I was with you. I understand why that would be...hard to deal with. But, why the hell is he-" she stopped talking and looked down frustrated. Shane sighed and sat beside her, putting an assuring hand on her shoulder. "Lets focus on the now." he murmured, caressing her cheek, making her look at him. "Like, for example," he gave her a sweet smile. "We're getting married." he bit his lip and pressed his forehead against hers. "I mean... I wasn't planning on asking you until you were 21...but..."
Mitchie narrowed her eyes at him. He was actually thinking of asking her to marry him? She couldn't process that. She was still in denial about him proposing just hours before as it was. She looked at him dumbfounded. "You mean..." she whispered, now unsure of herself. "You were already planning to ..." she couldn't find herself saying it. And she had no idea why. She took a small glance at him. He bit his lip and looked down slightly. Mitchie was bewildered by his attitude at the moment. He actually seemed bashful. He was Shane Gray for crying out loud. He didn't get shy. It just wasn't done.
Shane studied the way he and Mitchie's hands were now intertwined. His tan skin blending with her pale white. He grimaced at the way his hand wrapped around hers. She was so small and fragile. Or at least...she seemed to be. She was his perfect piece of rare glass. She was his whole world and he wouldn't have it any other way. He remembered how, when he was younger, he would never even consider the thought of his world revolving around anyone but himself. But now...
Now, he let all his walls down. He let Mitchie in. Of course, he had his doubts at times that she didn't tell him everything. But that was what time was for. And that is exactly what they had now.
At least he hoped.
"I was already considering the fact of asking you to marry me. I was going to wait until you were 21. Now...now..."
"Shane... we are so young. And by now the whole world knows! What is your mom going to think of me? Of this idea?"
"We could tell her...that it is all just to get the truth out to the press about you and Nate. To let them know that it is you and me. We could say that we were just playing a prank on them...we could lie."
"Or...we could just put off the engagement for a little while. Like...until we aren't still teenagers anymore.." the look Shane gave her made her correct herself. "Well, until I am not a teenager anymore..."
Mitchie avoided Shane's gaze now. She didn't want to know what he was thinking. She kind of hoped that he would just stay silent. Look at him Mitchie. Don't back out now. You aren't ready to be engaged. Just do it. Look at him. She thought furiously to herself. She looked up. Bad idea! Look down! Look down! She sighed at the broken expression on his face. The second she looked at him, he composed himself. "If it is what you want." he said casually.
Wait...What?
"I can wait two years. I waited two years to have you back. I can wait two years to marry you. Wait..." he looked at her, a little panicked now. "That doesn't mean we are breaking up...does it?" he asked quickly. Mitchie's eyes widened. "What-no! Of course not! Unless...you want to..." she bit her lip and looked away, horrified by the thought. If he breaks up with me for rejecting him...what am I going to do? "Well..." Shane muttered, sounding unsure. Mitchie's eyes shot to his in an instant. He chuckled and put his hands up in defense. "I'm kidding!" he grabbed her cheeks and kissed her, a little harder than usual. "Mitchie, I don't know what I would do without you. Like I would break up with you after having you back from so many years." he shook his head and scoffed at the preposterous thought. She smiled. "Shane...are you mad at me? Because I want to wait, I mean." she asked in a small voice that she barely recognized at the moment. He looked into her eyes. "For being reasonable? Mitchie I am sorry I put you on the spot like that. You are only 19. I completely understand. Of course I'm not mad. I love you. I love you so much, Mitchie." his voice was a breathless whisper by now.
The look on his face made her a little confused. He actually meant it. He wasn't mad in the slightest. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked softly, averting his gaze just to find herself unable to look away again. He smiled and shrugged, shaking his head slightly. "I just don't understand it." he said. She waited for him to continue. He didn't. "Understand what?" she finally asked, a small smile on her face now. He bit his lip and looked away for a second before he clashed his eyes with her beautiful emeralds. "I don't understand anything. I don't understand...life...chance...I just...don't understand how lucky I was to have a second chance sometimes. I got you back. I have you. And I can't find the reason...why."
Mitchie was breathless. She had never seen him so open but once or twice. It was very rare for Shane to open up. Even to her. She stared into his dark brown eyes, not realizing the flabbergasted look on her face. He chuckled breathlessly. "I know." he muttered, scoffing slightly.
Mitchie didn't understand exactly what had just come over her. It was such a peaceful and romantic moment for them both. And now she could feel her whole chest and stomach aching with fire and lust. The desire was almost too much to handle as she stared at him. She didn't hear him when he spoke, but she read his lips, still trying her hardest to keep her mind out of the gutter. She tried her hardest to keep concentrated on the romance more than the lust. It was just... something about him, when he acted kind, and ...well, lets just say it. Vulnerable. It just ... out of the blue-made her crave him.
It was probably the fact that it happened so rarely. He was usually so confident and ... stable. He never opened up in that...sort of way. Usually, he just came straight out with whatever was on his mind.
"God," he scoffed, interrupting her thoughts. "I-I'm such a s..sap.." he muttered. And once again, Mitchie was left speechless. Shane Gray-the Shane Gray-never stuttered. He never hesitated while speaking. He always spoke so fluently. And now he was stuttering in her presence. He was mentally kicking himself for that. She ignored his smart remark about himself and put her hand on his cheek, making him look at her. When Shane saw the lust that flashed through her orbs, his smirk immediately fell. "Mitchie..." he whispered huskily.
Mitchie couldn't handle it anymore. She grabbed his other cheek and kissed him hard. He was a little caught off guard, but got into the kiss immediately. He grabbed her waist, laying backwards down on his bed and pulled her on top of him.
Not even aware of how intense the kiss was getting, Mitchie started grinding her hips down against Shane's, getting a satisfied intake of air from him. He gripped her hips tightly and pulled and pushed her against him. She pressed her stomach against his so that their entire bodies were rubbing against each other. "God Mitchie-" he breathed. "I need you so bad." he started sucking lightly on her ear lobe, making her shudder and upgrade her grinding. It went from innocent grinding to hard core humping once the next words escaped Shane's soft delicate lips in a snarl. "I fucking need you so bad Mitchie. I want to be inside of you-right-now." he moved his lips to her neck and started biting it, a little more than softly. She gasped with both pain and pleasure as his biting became more pressured. "Shane-" she gasped. She bit her lip and pressed her forehead on his.
Oh how he loved when she did that.
He quickly flipped her over, straddling her and taking her shirt off before his own. He rubbed his hands up her sides gently, letting her feel his calloused fingers caress her soft skin. Again, he studied the alliance of their two skin tones smoothing together, barely brushing against each other.
He let his hands slide around to the her lower back. He gently rubbed upwards, taking hold of her bra clasp. He gently unhooked it and slid it off of her shoulders slowly. She sat up and helped him take it off. He studied her body, his eyes widening slightly when he took a close look at her shoulders. He gasped softly. "Mitchie?" he whispered, gently caressing the dusty bruises on her skin. She narrowed her eyes and looked until realizing what he was so worked up about. "What happened?" he questioned breathlessly. She shook her head. "I fell against a wall." she lied. It wasn't completely a lie.
But it wasn't completely the truth either. Her mind protested. She tried her best to ignore it. "Mitchie." he scolded. "These are hand marks. What. Happened." he said again. She sighed. "Shane." she whimpered, making him break his concentration a little. "I want you." she whispered, sighing. He opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. He tried to quell the animalistic thoughts abrupting inside of him. "OK. OK." he sighed, surrendering. "Just tell me something." he pleaded. She nodded. He looked at her, concern swarming in his eyes. "Is someone hurting you?" he breathed. The question caught her off guard. "No." she said plainly. "It was an accident. I'll tell you the truth, but you have to promise not to get mad." she whispered. He rolled his eyes and nodded. "I promise." he mumbled. She bit her lip nervously. "Yesterday, when I found the drugs in Nate's bag, he went to stop me and tried to pin me against the wall to keep me away from his bag. I guess I just bruise easily from fighting back." she shrugged.
She had no idea why she had downplayed it so much and made it seem as if the bruises were her fault. She absolutely hated Nate at the moment and she was protecting him. She sighed, realizing that it was payback from when he took care of her at Camp Rock. She never had gotten to pay him back for that anyway so here it was. She was saving him from getting killed by Shane.
"And you swear to fucking Christ it was an accident?" he questioned darkly. She nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck, not trusting her voice. She hated lying to Shane. It hurt her more than anyone would ever know. He sighed. "If it happens again Mitchie..." he left his threat open, knowing that Mitchie knew exactly what he meant. She just nodded. She glued her lips to his, her previous wanting controlling her once again. He moaned into her mouth, sliding his tongue around hers, inhaling the warmth radiating from it. His eyes slowly slid shut. His fingers played with the button on her jeans, finally unbuttoning them. He slid them down her legs, not letting his lips leave hers once.
As he kissed her, and finally kicked Mitchie's pants on the ground from his childhood bed, he pressed his fingers up against her now dampened underwear. She gasped slightly as he pressed against her, softly rubbing the undies. "Honey, you're so wet." he breathed lustfully. She threw her head back until he grabbed her cheek with his free hand and made her kiss him again. "Shane..." she let out in a hum like sigh. He started pushing his fingers against her swollen, panty covered clit harder and harder. Her breathing became erratic. Her hands flew up to his jeans, unbuttoning them. She groaned in frustration when she had a tough time sliding them down.
Damn those trademark skinny jeans.
But oh, how he wore them well.
He chuckled softly and pulled them down, kicking them away from him as if they were some unwanted thing he couldn't bare to even look at.
He pulled away and pressed his lower half against hers barely, but still letting her feel how aroused he was. She bit her lip in anticipation and gripped tightly on his back, her nails digging in a little, causing him to hiss with pain. "Shit Mitchie!" he was about to scold until he saw the look on her face. She looked so full of lust, he could barely handle it. He quickly pulled her panties down, caressing her body as he did. His thumbs slid gently across her clit once he pulled her undies off, making her whimper. "Shane, please." she whispered, not really sure of what she was asking. "Tell me what you want Mitchie." he breathed, lowering his face to her sex, blowing on it softly, making her squirm. "Fuck, Shane." she hissed, staring at the roof with wide eyes. She looked back at him, hit with the seductive grin he was shooting at her. She bit her lip once again, this time, making him losing it. He lowered his face and rubbed his nose against her heat slowly. She let out short breaths now as he started licking her slowly and powerfully. Moments later, he was sucking, biting, and licking, pushing her so close to the edge. "Fuck! Fuck me Shane! Please!" she whispered in a cry. He slowly pushed his fingers inside of her, penetrating her wet heat. "What?" he asked, smiling. She growled at him. "Shane!" she yelled, slight frustration leaking into her voice. She was panicking now. She had to have him and he was teasing her. "Please! Shane! Master of Seduction! Shit! Just do it!" she panted. He finished her off at the same pace, earning some hurtful nicknames out of her rose stained lips. He just loved it more and more as she got madder and madder.
Mitchie was breathing extremely hard as Shane returned his face to hers, kissing her softly. She took a deep breath at the taste on his lips from her sex. He licked his lips and smiled, kissing her and sliding his tongue around hers. "You taste it?" he murmured, sliding himself inside her most private area, kissing her again. She hadn't even realized that he had already taken his boxers off. "The way you taste on my mouth?" he grunted, thrusting quick and hard then stopping. "I absolutely fucking adore it." he growled, continuing to thrust at the same pace. He was done with games as well. Right now, he just wanted rough hot sex from the love of his life.
And Mitchie, herself, wouldn't have it any different at the moment. "Harder." she demanded breathlessly. He obeyed almost instantly. "Fuck you feel so good." he groaned.
They made it until about two hours later. Shane was secretly thankful that no one was home. Even he couldn't keep his mouth shut throughout the session.
"I love you." Mitchie murmured, now wrapped in Shane's bare, muscular arms, laying down on his bed. He smiled huge. "I love you." he repeated after her. He pulled her tighter against him. "I'm sorry that I want to wait." she whispered. He shook his head, smiled, and kissed her hair. "Take your sweet time." he breathed.
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Ha. Right when I wrote that, "Take your Sweet Time," by Jesse McCartney came on my internet radio thingy. That is the weirdest coincidence lol. Gee. Thank you guys so effing much! You have no idea how greatful I am! Sorry that I am a day late with posting. I am going to try to be better prepared this time. Lol. You guys are so so so so so so so so so amazing. I love you guys. Next chapter at 195. Sorry that I am asking for more reviews than usual. It gives me more time to perfect the next chapter! Lol.
Starting...well now actually, lol, if I don't post the chapter when I get the right amount of reviews, check back on my profile to see what's up. If there is ever anything wrong-or if there isn't a new chapter when there should be, I will say why at the very top of my profile. It will be the first thing there lol wont be hard to find. So you guys will be updated every step of the way when there is a new chapter. I wont make you guys wait like some authors do on this site and not even give you a clue as to when I am posting.
Once again, I love you guys so much. I HEART YOU!!!! Lol since I can't exactly put a heart.
So my current addictions are(And yes I finally have some again. Get over it lol jk) "Not Falling Apart" "If I Fell" and "Goodnight Goodnight" by Maroon 5. "California" "Shake it" "Seventeen Again" "Wish We Were Older" "Control" and "Kelsey" by Metro Station. Love them. "Party in The USA" by Miley Cyrus. "Hide Away" by Hilary Duff. (Oh, and "Party Up".) "When It All Falls Apart" by the Veronicas. Giant Hershey bars with almonds. Yum! =) Watching videos on YouTube about the OLD Joe Jonas. I miss him. Not exactly sure what happened to him. I think it had something to do with him dating Camilla or whatsherface. Don't remember how to spell her name. Don't really care either. All that I know, is that before they dated, he was so cute and funny. Also, before they dated, she said she wouldn't date him because he was goofy. And he said he had a small crush on her. Now he is so serious and...maturing??? NO!!! Lol sorry. Oh well. I just wish she didn't break his heart. I feel so bad for him still. I am probably just hallucinating, but he seems more unhappy than usual. I got a little frustrated on their live chat when they were talking about a kiss in CR 2 and the major attitude he got when he said. "Uh no. I don't think that will be happening." he seemed so .... jerkish. Ah well, I still love him. I hope he gets better. Lol oops. Accidentally added my rant to my addictions. Oh well. I don't have anymore anyway.
I love you guys so much! And again, next one at 195! Love you!!!
XOXO
Kristen
RQ: What is your favorite song by Maroon 5? (Please don't insult them or anything. They are my second favorite band. If you ask who the first is, then I should shoot you. Lol jk.)
P.S. Just remember... pow... lol. Ha. =D Luv yas.
