Mitchie POV-

I pull myself down in the grass outside of the record studio building. I cannot hear Shane's footsteps behind me anymore so I just assume that he has stopped chasing after me. I feel wet salty tears roll down my my roesy cheeks, my breath catches as I see a pair of worn converse stop walking beside me. Their a black and dusty with really worn out strings, but I would reconize anywhere. Shane Gray's. I do not dare look up at him as my tears keep rolling down my face and hitting my jeans. I shut my chocoalte colored eyes, but I can hear him take a seat beside me on the grassy, green ground. Neither one of us say anything for quite sometime, but Shane finally breaks the silence.

"Mitch?" I pop my head up and for the first time in what feels like forever and, I look over at the curly harried popstar. I can still feel the watery tears running down my face as I look into his deep brown eyes. They hold a sad tint to them, but they continue to stare at me. I hide my face in my knees and they soak up my tears.

"Mitch you can cry in front of me you know that right?" Shane's voice is gentle and smooth, but I don't give him one reply. I feel his hand stroke my hair.

"Shane." I whisper and look him in the eyes. The curly harried popstar just shakes his head and drapes his hand over my shoulder.

"Shane I can't do the us thing, not after what happened." He takes his thumb and strokes my cheek. It burns from his touch, but I don't smile. It hurts to much.

"Mitchie, I love you." I wipe away my saltly tears and glance over at him. His big brown eyes sparkle with light and he stares at me. I feel myself tense up as he brings me closer to him. Why? Two months ago, it would have not been this way. I know that and deep down in my heart I know I do love him, but I can't shake the feeling of axiety in the pit of my stomach. My cheeks feel sticky and I can feel the tears drying by now. My eyelids begin to feel heavy, and I lean deeper into Shane. He promised me that I wouldn't loose him, but look at us now.

"I love you too Popstar." I whisper and drift off into a deep sleep.

A/N- So I wrote this is class, something I never do, but I hope this worked out well, R&R.

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