Confessions on Hotel Paper Chapter 35, a camp rock fanfic

Confessions on Hotel Paper: Chapter 35

It took a lot of convincing for my parents to agree to let me go to Vegas for Shane's birthday. I told them I was so overloaded from school work and all the media attention that I just needed a break for one weekend.

My dad still wasn't happy but my mother finally gave in, I think because she was sick of me asking.

"I can't believe they agreed." I admitted dumbfounded as Shane and I arrived in Vegas the day before his birthday.

"I can, your mum is pretty awesome. How is she?"

"Better. She doesn't think she needs counseling sessions anymore and her and dad seem to be doing better."

We got in a taxi and went to 'Caesar's Palace' where we were staying. Shane had insisted due to 'The Hangover'. He got us a really fancy suite, it was so gorgeous and I knew it must have cost a fortune.

. I collapsed onto the huge king-sized bed and Shane tipped the bellboy as I became confortable.

"Come join me." I giggled.

Shane closed the door and came and jumped onto the bed besides me.

"I can't believe how much you have changed my life. Never would I have thought i'd be in a suite like this at seventeen with my boyfriend."

"You're welcome honey." He smiled.

"Can we go shop or something?"

"Of course. Needing to get me a present still?"

"No, I already bought that a couple weeks ago." I replied honestly.

"Maybe I can find some heels or something for prom. You still wanted to come right?"

"Of course. I promise to be there."

"It's only a few weeks away now."

"You excited?"

"I will be when we begin shopping." I smiled.

…

After shopping for a few hours we came back to the hotel and had a swim in the pool. We took some photos with fans who asked (this was still really weird for me) and then returned to the hotel room to relax before going out again that night.

"I guess the media will know we are here together if anyone uploads their photos of us to the internet." I commented as I looked out the window, "Did the label say anything about me being here with you? I mean an underage girl with you in your hotel room can't be good for the headlines."

"They asked me if I was booking separate rooms, I was honest and told them no."

"What did they say?" I asked.

"They didn't say anything, they told me to have a good time and to be careful."

"I'm just happy that they don't want to keep us apart anymore, that they haven't said anything about you coming to see me now."

"Yeah, that was tough."

"I feel a song coming on!" I exclaimed, rushing over to grab the hotel notepad.

Shane laughed at my eagerness and kissed the top of my head as lyrics entered it, "I'm going to go have a shower."

It was a little after he came out that the song was finished and he asked me to sing it for him.

"Are you sure?" I asked, eyeing the towel he had wrapped around his waist.

"Most definitely." He answered sitting down on the bedsides me.

"Okay, but it's not perfect yet."

"Come on."

"I feel a separation coming on
'Cause I know you want to be moving on
I wish it would snow tonight
You'd pull me in, avoid a fight
'Cause I feel a separation coming on" I began singing, reading off the hotel paper.

"Just prove that there is nothing left to try
'Cause the truth I'd rather we just both deny
You kissed me with those open eyes
It says so much, it's no surprise to you
But I've got something left inside

Don't surrender, surrender, surrender
Please remember, remember December
We were so in love back then
Now you're listening to what they say, don't go that way
Remember, remember December
Please remember, don't surrender

You said you wouldn't let them change your mind
'Cause when we're together fire melts the ice
Our hearts are both on overdrive
Come with me, let's run tonight
Don't let these memories get left behind

I remember us together with a promise of forever
We can do this, fight the pressure
Please remember December

"Amazing." He applauded me, "As always."

I pecked him on the cheek gratefully, "Thank you, i'm going to go have a shower to get ready to go out now.

...

Shane began the night by gambling a bit before we went to see a show. After the show it wasn't late and he wanted to go a club that was known for having A-list celebrities attend.

The bouncer let us in straight away once recognising Shane, he didn't ask for ID from Shane nor me.

"I told you I'd get you in fine." Shane had to shout in my ear over the music.

He gripped my hand tightly as there was people everywhere in the club and he lead me over to the bar.

"Did you want something?"

I shook my head, "I'm fine."

He ordered himself a beer and I tried not to pay attention to a few people snapping photos of Shane on their cellphones.

"Let's dance." Shane offered and we made our way onto the dance floor.

We danced for a long time and Shane had half a dozen more drinks. We ended up leaving the club at about three am and made our way back out onto the strip. People were everywhere still and we blended in fine.

"I'm surprised you didn't drink more. I thought you would of."

He shrugged his shoulders, "I don't want to get totally trashed or anything, although I really can't walk straight right now."

"I noticed from the way you are leaning on me right now." I laughed, he had some of his body weight on me, "I think you are a little tipsy."

He shook his head and smiled at me, "No, i'm completely fine."

We got back to our hotel room and Shane collapsed on the bed as I got changed out of my dress and heels.

"I'm tired." He told me.

"Happy birthday." I told him, pulling him a present out of my suitcase.

He sat upright and I handed it to him. He opened it excitedly and smiled, "A ring?"

"A new promise ring for you, I have yours and I thought you needed one again. Think of it as my commitment to you."

He placed it on his finger instantly and kissed me, "I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled.

I got up off the bed to brush my teeth and Shane followed me, grabbing my wrist to stop me.

"Hey, I need to tell you something."

"What?" I asked nervously.

He looked down at his feet, "Peggy told me she loved me."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, completely dumbfounded.

"Because I am telling you the truth." He reasoned.

"But while we are here in Vegas, celebrating your birthday? You should have told me before."

"I'm sorry, I wanted to wait until we got back so it wouldn't spoil our weekend together but I knew I had to tell you." He said, placing a hand on my cheek affectionately, "I couldn't keep it from you any longer."

"What did you say?"

"Well, nothing at first." He replied, "She started crying a bit because I think she knew by the look on my face what I was going to say...I hugged her and she held me really tight."

"You hugged her after she told you that she loved you?" I asked him, totally confused.

"She was crying, she knew I didn't feel anything for her." He answered me, "I told her that I loved you and she backed down. She let go of me, left the room and began blubbering. I felt terrible but what could I do?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, resting my head on his chest, "Why do you love me?"

"I love you because everything about you is amazing." He answered after thinking for a few seconds, "I couldn't ever go without you in my life, I know I was born to meet you. I was brought onto this planet to meet you, be with you and never leave you. Without you I can't breathe."

I looked up at him and felt teary-eyed, he kissed my lips gently and I could taste the alcohol.

"You're beautiful." He murmured and I smiled widely, "I love your smile, you are amazing. Never change."

"No wonder you have girls throwing themselves at you." I laughed lightly, "Are you saying this because you have been drinking? Or is this some ploy for me to sleep with you?"

"Of course not I mean it, but I do seem to remember you saying I would get a special present." He winked, his hands trailing lower down my back.

I grinned at this, "Did I now?"

"I have a fantastic memory, I most certainly remember you saying this."

I giggled and he pressed his lips against mine roughly, his hands roamed under my shirt.

"I want you so much." He murmured, pulling away to pull his shirt off.

"But you are supposed to wait for marriage Shane." I teased him as he pushed me onto the bed.

"Let's go find a chapel then." He said, climbing on top of me and suckling on my neck.

"Too bad that I'm seventeen and don't have my parent's permission."

"Verbal permission, just give them a phone call." He broke away for a moment to say.

"Doesn't work like that Superstar."

"Are you seriously saying that we won't have sex tonight?" He asked, looking in my eyes.

I let out a small giggle before closing the gap between us, unbuttoning my pajama top in the process.

…

"Goodbye Vegas." I said sadly as the plane took off the following evening.

"We can come back again one day." Shane said, holding my hand in his.

I broke my gaze away from the window to kiss him deeply. Shane pulled away a moment later and brought his mouth to my ear.

"Meet me in the bathroom in a couple minutes?" He whispered.

I think my mouth dropped open, "Shane, no!" I exclaimed.

He gave me puppy dog eyes and I slapped his arm playfully, "We are on an airplane. I'm not having sex on an airplane with you." I said in a hushed whisper.

"Why not? It could be exciting."

"I am going to put my headphones in and listen to my iPod. I'm not having this conversation with you." I said trying to contain my laughter.

When we got home I was tired and went straight to bed as I had school the next morning.

Only a few more weeks and it would be prom, then a little after that graduation and then Camp Rock again.

My whole life had definitely changed for the better. It was crazy to thing that almost a year ago, I had been begging my mum to let me go to Camp Rock.

My phone buzzed next to my bed just as I was about to fall asleep. I reached for it and opened my eyes to see I had a text from Shane.

'Goodnight, I love you.'