LONDON in a THREE days OMG!

I've never beeen on a plane before.. so I'm a liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittle bit nervous :P

BUT im SO exited! I mean I'm finally going somewhere that speaks the SAME language :)

It's hard going on holiday constantly to places where i have to point retardedly at something and speak the name with an accent, hoping it comes out foreign... and my Dad shoving a foreign dictionary in my face telling me to learn it...

ANYWAY haha

Chapter 10!

"Shane get up, we got work!"

Mitchie opened her eyes blearily and peered round the room. Her eyes rested on the sofa bed where Shane was now perched on the end doing up his shirt. "Morning," he smiled softly seeing she was awake. She smiled back stretching out in his bed; pushing her face into his pillow and breathing in his scent that still lingered in the fabric.

"I have work," Shane whined walking over to his drawers and pulling out a white tie, contrasting deeply with his black shirt. "Do you want me to go?" she asked sitting up slightly, he looked over at her silently before shaking his head, "nah keep my bed warm for me, we'll be back in a couple of hours," he winked. She frowned slightly wondering what the time was, "it's only 6am sorry," he stated as if reading her mind.

"Need help?" she giggled as he struggled with his tie, groaning in frustration, he nodded after dropping his hands to his sides once the tie was caught in a knot. Laughing softly she got out of bed and sleepily stepped over to him. Reaching round his neck she pulled him closer so she could reach properly.

Blushing at such close proximity she concentrated on his tie. "So what are you doing?" she asked as he continued to stare down at her, smiling gently. "Work," he shrugged grinning as she rolled her eyes playfully. "There," she finished tightening it around his neck, "thanks babe," he winked jestingly, she scoffed smirking as she tightened it even more making his choke out. "Hey!" He pouted reaching up and pushing her hands away before loosening the tie and making it more casual.

"Don't call me 'babe'" she cringed even saying the word, he laughed loudly reaching up and ruffling up her already messed hair. "Go back to bed," he smiled pushing her gently back onto the bed, "alright have fun," she yawned getting back into his bed and snuggling under the covers. "Yeah; sweet dreams," catching Mitchie completely off guard he leaned over and quickly kissed her forehead gently, then he was out the door, shutting it quietly behind him.

Mitchie laid across Rachel's bed on her stomach, head in hands, watching her TV. "So you sleep in Shane's room?!" Rachel yelled from the bathroom, whilst straightening her hair. In his bed to be more precise, she thought but decided to keep that little fact a secret. "Uh huh," she replied flicking through the channels extremely bored. Rachel poked her head round the door and smirked at her friend, "god you so like him Mitchie!"

"N-no I don't!" Mitchie yelled back turning off the TV angrily. I don't like him like that! He left me, I can't like him again...

"Please give me credit Mitch, I know the I'm-Crushing-On-My-Guy-Friend-Whose-Totally-Hot, look," she laughed stepping out of the bathroom, her long hair now straight and hanging over her shoulders.

"I like... Matt," Mitchie murmured though it sounded as if she was trying to convince herself more than anybody. "Look it's fine, Matt was a rebound from Shane anyway, now Shane's back you don't-"

"Rachel just drop it!" Mitchie snapped angrily, Rachel was making it sound like she was just using Matt. In fact he'd been the first guy since Shane she'd liked, he was funny, cute, smart and cared about her. She didn't need this guilt.

"Fine." Rachel said bluntly turning on her speakers and began to blast music out of them, "I'm sorry Rach," Mitchie sighed as Rachel laid on her bed humming to the songs, ignoring Mitchie as best she could.

"Please? I'm just stressed," Rachel sighed but sat up and gave Mitchie a quick hug, "I won't say another word, but I'm here if you need to talk."

They spent the rest of the day hanging out in Rachel's house, though Rachel practically begged to go round Mitchie's in a bid to see Shane and the other two. However Mitchie still refused because of Shane's words still playing on her mind; they'd just started to really get along, she didn't want anything to ruin that. The rain began to pour late that afternoon, and with no umbrella or coat she did the only thing she could think of; called Jason.

"Hey Jase can you pick me up from my friends? I feel bad for asking but its pouring," she asked as soon as the phone picked up, "hey it's Shane, yeah I can, Jase is upstairs I'll pick you up." "Thank you," she said but the line was already dead; then she moved to the window so she could see when he arrived.

"You know I'm going to see them anyway, they're going to the same school... or two of them are," she smirked, Mitchie mentally kicked herself, she hadn't even thought about going back to school, though it was now Saturday and school started on Monday. "Oh man, school," Mitchie groaned not wanting her holiday to end.

"I know it sucks, but hey at least we'll be popular this year," she laughed then seeing the confusion on Mitchie's face added, "come on, we're friends with the 2 new famous guys attending the school!" Mitchie laughed though she didn't care nearly as much as Rachel, since Camp Rock being popular was the last thing on her mind.

"Oh there he is!" Mitchie said pointing out the window to Jason's car that'd just pulled into the driveway. "Well I'll see you on monday," Mitchie smiled hugging her friend quickly, "yep and I'll be seeing someone else as well," Rachel grinned looking down at the car.

Once outside Mitchie quickly ran to the car, keeping her head down sheltering it from the rain. Opening the door she climbed inside without looking up; "what happened to keeping my bed warm?!"

Mitchie turned in her seat, buckling it up and eyed Shane wearily, "are you even allowed to drive?" she didn't know he had a license, or that he could even drive. "Well no I thought we could go joy riding?" he said his face dead serious, her eyes widened at him wondering how he could be so reckless. "Shane!" she scolded unbuckling her seat belt to get back out, there was no way she was going to go in a car with him.

"Relax Mitch," he burst out laughing putting his hand on hers to stop what she was doing. "Its called a joke," he winked before starting the engine back, "yeah and its also called, not funny" she replied staring moodily out of her window as he continued to laugh. "I got my license last year," he explained, "and anyway, back to subject 'why you didn't keep my bed warm?!" he glared at her playfully, rolling her eyes she reached over to the radio and turned it up slightly. "Well your Mom walked in, and thought I was really creepy for getting in your bed after you'd left... i didn't tell I slept there all night."

Shane laughed quietly, "sorry I thought she'd still be in bed when we got back," he grimaced thinking about his Mom walking in to find Mitchie sleeping in his bed, "and anyway Rach rang, so I went round hers." She finished, Shane opened his mouth to talk when all of a sudden he reached for the volume on the radio and turned it up.

"Tune!" he yelled out and began to sing loudly along to the song. Looking over at Mitchie he mouthed a "what" at her expression, she scoffed rolling her eyes at him as he sang along loudly to Connect 3's new single.

"Don't you like it?!" he teased turning it down a bit to hear her, "I think you like it enough for the both of us," she smiled as he continued to mouth along to the words. He grinned back at her singing even louder, "why don't you release that other song?" she asked suddenly, turning the radio off so she could hear again.

"What song?" he questioned slowing down at the traffic stop. "Gotta find you?" she said fiddling with the hem of her scarf, he smiled thinking about the song he'd made about her and shook his head. "Its personal to me, you know? Unless you want me too? Its about you Mitch, if I release it, all those millions of 'screaming girls' will think its about them, do you want that?" he countered looking straight into her eyes, making her heart melt.

"No," she mumbled, realizing he was right, it was a personal song between the two. He smirked and nodded, "thought you wouldn't," he laughed and pulled off from the stop. "But if you did release it, you'd probably make a lot of money for it," she added in an after thought, "so I'm stopping you from earning that," he laughed again shaking his head, "Mitch its fine, I don't want to release it and I got enough money."

She didn't reply, instead just enjoyed the comfortable silence that fell between the two. Looking out at the window she saw the old park her Mom used to take her to when she was little, of course she remembered it differently back then. Huge slides and hills, awesome swings feeling so free on them, of course now she'd grown up it'd lost the magic... Though most things lose their magic when you grow up, she thought sadly.

Remembering all the times her Mom had taken her there she sighed feeling a sharp pang to her heart; her Mom still hadn't called. "You okay?" Shane eventually spoke up after her 5th sigh, turning to him with tears in her eyes she shook her head. "She hasn't rang Shane, what if she's hurt... or... she doesn't want to speak to me... what if she's realizing that her life is better without her stupid daughter getting in the way?!"

She hadn't noticed through all her hysteria that they had arrived home, but instead of getting out Shane just turned off the engine and turned to face her, gently stroking her arm and bringing her to him as she sobbed. "Mitchie come on, your Mom loves you! Of course her life isn't better and you're not stupid! Maybe thinking this is, but you're definitely not. She's obviously just enjoying herself, as you said this is her dream, maybe she just needs to be a little selfish for once, she'll call I promise."

She couldn't believe how easily he was able to calm her down, the tears stopped falling and her breathing returned to normal. Pulling away she sat back in her seat, "thank you Shane," she sniffed wiping the tears off her cheeks. "I'm always here for you Mitch, God I just... " he stopped abruptly, he stroked her cheek gently then got out the car, waiting for her to join him he locked it quickly before heading down his path gesturing for Mitchie to follow.

"Yo dawg," Mitchie giggled at the strange face Nate pulled after she spoke. "'Yo?' Corr Ghetto much?" he smirked then patted the place beside him; "what's up Nate?" she sat down on his bed, leaning against the wall.

"Nothing much; recorded a new song this morning, me and Jase have been playing on this since we got back," he said groaning as he failed to complete the game level. "Cool," Mitchie smiled watching him play, after a while he finally turned it off and turned to look at her, "you okay? You look ti-"

"What?! That's NOT fair!"

Shane's voice floated up through the floor from the kitchen below Nate's room. "Uh..." Nate tried to continue talking but the shouting got louder.

"You didn't ask our permission to take that car, so you'll be grounded till further notice!"

Mitchie looked wide eyed at Nate, "I thought he was allowed? This is my fault" she sighed, Nate shook his head but again the shouting interrupted him.

"God knows what you'd do," She heard Mr Gray murmur, his voice muffled like he was talking through a pillow.

"I was picking up Mitchie! What'd you think I'd do? Race? Trash your precious car... thats what you care about isn't it?! That your mistake of a son would ruin you're stupid car!"

Mitchie looked down at her lap, she could hear the hurt and anger in Shane's voice as he yelled. After a few minutes silence there was heavy thudding up the stairs then a bedroom door slammed shut with such force even Nate's door wobbled.

Nate sighed slumping down on his bed, "I hate it," he mumbled not looking at Mitchie who sat in silence. At that moment she felt like an intruder, she was witnessing something private to do with that family. She was beginning to realize what Nate had actually meant when he'd said "it's better than home," when talking about going away on tour, just the three brothers.

"It must be hard," she said at last, not really knowing how to comfort him, again suddenly thankful her home was never like this. "They're constantly at him, he's changed! He's my brother... my best friend, and they put me and Jason in the middle, make us chose..." he rambled, she wasn't sure if he was telling her, or just letting out his emotion. She smiled gently as he talked about Shane, she could see how much he cared about her, and it warmed her heart.

She didn't know how, but she just had to help them, Maybe i could talk to Mrs Gray or something... she pondered then slowly got up and off his bed, thinking he needed to be alone. "I urm... I'm staying home tonight, your Mom said it'd be okay just for tonight, I miss my bed," she smiled then quickly pulled him into a hug. "I'm here Nate, if you need to talk," she whispered, he squeezed her back gently; "thanks."

Mitchie decided to leave Shane, his door was still closed and she could hear him strumming his guitar quietly, playing a sorrowful tune that almost brought tears to Mitchie's eyes. Leaving without a word she was grateful to be staying home for the night. She'd missed her house, and however creepy it was when she was on her own, it beat the awkward tension building in the Gray's household.

"MOM!" Mitchie screamed into the phone grinning widely, her Mom had finally rung her after 3 days of silence.

"I'm SO sorry honey! I can't believe I did that... I just... I'm having SO much fun here, people love my dishes and everything's just going so well!"

"That's great Mom!" Mitchie said genuinily happy for her.

"Anyway, enough about me! How're you?! What have you been up to?!"

"Urm... I've just been hanging out with the guys, and Rachel and... doing work, I wrote a new song..." she added looking over at her notebook where the fresh lyrics were written.

The next 2 hours were spent on her bed, talking to her Mom about every little thing they'd both been doing. Mitchie had laughed so hard when her Mom had talked about how her Dad had got so drunk at the wine tasting they did in the vineyards he'd ending up singing one of her songs at a Karaoke bar. 'Trust me, you did not get your voice from him' her Mom had laughed.

Finally saying goodnight she pulled on some old boy-shorts and a small top and climbed into bed, snuggling into her bed and closed her eyes.

What the hell is that?! Mitchie wondered sleepily, she didn't open her eyes just laid on her back and listened the weird humming noise. It took her a while to realize it was in fact her phone vibrating on her desk. "What the...?" she groaned rolling out of bed, shivering as the cold air surrounded her. "Hello?" she croaked, sleep still apparent in her voice.

"Mitch I'm sorry for waking you... can you open the door?" Mitchie nodded and cut her phone off without thinking. Then making her way downstairs she tripped slightly before opening the door and letting in a aggravated boy.

"Shane what's wrong?" she asked worriedly, beginning to wake up. "They just... I need a break," he sighed slouching down on her couch. She sat down next to him, her hand resting on his; "tell me," she whispered staring anxiously into his tired eyes.

"They hate me," he whispered, she felt alarm build up inside of her at the sight of tears shining in his eyes. "They've grounded me, taken away my guitar; they won't stop yelling, Dad's making snide remarks every time I enter the room...I've just had enough can I sleep here please?"

She nodded, not knowing what to say; "of course," she whispered smiling gently at him, tenderly putting her arm around his neck he jumped slightly but then rested his head against hers. "I-" he started but stopped sighing. "Thank you," he said at last, looking at her he leaned over and kissed her cheek. She was glad for the darkness to hide the blush developing on her cheeks; "I'd do anything for you," she slipped out, not meaning to say the words out loud.

She held her breath as his body tensed slightly next to hers, her heart beating fast awaiting his response, she mentally kicked herself for saying that. "I know..." he said at last, then rested his head back against hers "me too."

"Come on," she ordered eventually standing up and taking his hand, then they both walked upstairs, she could feel Shane hold tightly onto her hand as they walked up the stairs, as if he was afraid she'd let go.

"I'll just go to the bathroom," Shane said quietly letting go of her hand, she nodded and carried on to bed, and slipped inside, rolling over till she was on the far side. Making room for Shane.

She felt rather then saw Shane slip into bed beside her, she had her back turned to him. Next thing she knew his arm was wrapping around her waist and he was pulling her back against his chest so they were spooned snugly together.

"Good night Mitchie, thank you" he murmured into her neck making her shiver slightly.

"Night," she whispered. Her heart was thumping against her ribcage painfully.

"Your hearts beating fast... you okay?" he whispered a while later, her face grew hot and she was thankful she wasn't facing him. His hand was resting a little below her chest, not surprisingly he could feel it.

"I'm fine," she yawned closing her eyes and willing herself to calm down. "Okay, whatever you say," he whispered teasingly, she chewed her lip as his lips moved against her neck tinglingly. "Go to sleep Shane," she ordered finally closing her eyes and pushing her face further into her pillow and breathing in deeply, feeling the tiredness wash over her.

I'm not too0o confident that this is goooood but I hope you guys liked it anywayy

I'll probably update before I go to London and probably while I'm there as well, jet lag- being awake all night this could probably pass the night away :P haha

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