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Chapter 11. :O
Waking up the next morning was a strange affair for Mitchie. The first thought that drifted into her conscience was how warm it was. The second was that there was something heavy draped across her waist; making it slightly hard to breathe. The third occurred when she opened her eyes and freaked out when she couldn't see. It took her a few seconds to realize that the reason she couldn't see was because her face was in such close proximity to Shane.
They were practically nose-to-nose.
She rubbed her eyes and put a bit of distance between them. When she could see him properly she trailed her eyes over his face lazily. His brow was knitted as if in pain and his squeezed shut, a nightmare?
Without even thinking she reached out and stroked his hair away from his forehead, watching carefully as his face relaxed at her touch. She stroked her cool fingers across his jaw line before sighing and rolling onto her back. It was happening again.
Her heart was once again thumping at a pace to fast to be considered normal.
She moaned. She had a bloody crush on Shane Gray. Again.
Okay she needed to clear her head. Step one was to get out of bed without waking Shane; which sounded easy enough except his body was half draped over hers and she was against the wall so would either have to jump over his sleeping form or crawl down to the end.
Gently lifting his arm off of her waist she grimaced as he groaned but thankfully rolled onto his side giving her freedom to move. Slipping down the bed quickly she grabbed the nearest piece of clothing to keep warm with, turing out to be Shane's hoody then dashed out of the room.
Why am I doing this to myself again?!
She groaned hitting her head on the table, her hands leaning on the back of her head. She didn't know what she wanted to do more; scream in frustration or go back up to Shane...
Of course that last option was eliminated as Shane padded into the kitchen rubbing his eyes tiredly. He stopped when he saw her looking up from her slouched position and raised an eyebrow, "morning," he smiled cheerfully his hand briefly resting on her shoulder as he walked past sending chills up her spine.
"You're cheery," she commented smiling back, trying not to stare as he was still walking round without his shirt on. "I had a good sleep, you're comfy," he smirked reaching into the cabinet and pulling out two glasses seeing as she didn't have one.
"Yeah, thanks for the dead arm," she laughed thanking him as he handed her a glass of orange juice. "Oh sorry," he grimaced laughing along with her, through half the night his head had rested on the top of her arm, eventually leading to the loss of feeling in her hand and forearm.
"But you are comfy," he added again as if that was excuse enough. "Well you kill all my feelings," she glared dramatically; laughing loudly he stepped over to her and leaned down so his lips were at her ear, "not all feelings surely?" he whispered causing her to seriously blush.
"What do you want for breakfast?" she asked quickly moving away from him, changing the subject.
He laughed laying his hands on both her cheeks, "w-what are doing?" she stuttered her heart clenching. "Cooling your cheeks, you're bright red you must be hot," he shrugged innocently as though he didn't know it was because she was blushing.
"Leave it!" she snapped pulling away "now what do you want?" she brushed him off walking over to the sink and washing her hands.
Shane smirked at her for a few minutes before biting his lip, "urmmm," he hummed thoughtfully, "pancakes?" he questioned grinning at her like a little child. "Fine," she smiled back pulling out the ingredients, "don't burn them!" he teased standing behind her looking over her shoulder at the pancakes cooking on the stove.
He pressed against her back leaning over further to help pour out the ingredients from the bowl that she was struggling with. "Thanks," she whispered flinching slightly as his hand touched hers. Vivid memories of last night came back to her, Shane pulling her against him, pushing his head into her neck, his lips moving against her neck as he talked.
Get a GRIP!
"Done," she said quickly nudging him away, "here, the syrups in that drawer," she handed him the plate then turned back to the stove, "thank you Mitch," he whispered quickly kissing her cheek. She flinched once again, closing her eyes tiredly as she felt her face heat up again!
This is stupid, how could everything change in one night?!
Of course she already knew that answer. He'd changed. The things he told her, she knew he trusted her more than perhaps even Nate, and she trusted him. The way he'd put his arm around her, nuzzled his face into her neck... it made her realize just how much she liked being with him, being close to him. She realized how much she'd liked him.
Though at the moment she wished she didn't as every time he looked at her she felt the blush creep up to her cheeks. The smirk appearing on his lips after told he it hadn't gone unnoticed.
"So school tomorrow," Shane groaned finishing up his breakfast. Mitchie nodded sighing, "at least you only have one lesson to attend to," she pointed out sitting down next to him, thankful for the normal conversation.
"Yeah but how retarded will I look?! I have to repeat a grade! Plus it's two subjects now," he sighed resting his hand on his hand. "I think the fact that you're famous will make people forget your stupid," she reasoned, he glared at her opening his mouth shocked, "I'm joking," she giggled at how offended he looked. "What's the other subject?" she asked before he could come back with some witty remark.
"physical education..." he replied quickly his voice so low she could barely make out the words. "P... what?" she questioned raising her eyebrows, trying not laugh as he looked so embarrassed it was cute.
He sighed loudly and groaned "Physical Education," her mouth dropped open and she smiled widely, "wow... you flunked P.E?" she tried to contain her laughter as he closed his eyes rubbing his head. "No! I didn't even take P.E to flunk it thanks !" he spat at her groaning once again, she frowned annoyed at his behavior she was only joking after all, he didn't need to snap.
"Well have fun," she replied back dryly hoping he'd catch the tone. Which apparently he did as he soon called after her. "I'm taking a shower, you should go home," she said walking up the stairs, she heard him sigh and then the front door shut quietly.
Woah overreact much? She sighed running her hands through her tangled wet hair after getting out of the shower. She knew he was only worked up and it was nothing personal but she was angry. Not at him, at herself. For liking him.
It sounded strange even to herself but she realized it was true, she liked him even after all that he'd done, she'd fallen for his charms again... and the usual instinct of every human - blame someone else.
It was Shane's fault. It was his fault for making her fall for him the first time, then ditching her. It was his fault for picking the house next door and if definitely his fault that she was falling for him all over again!
Okay so she knew it wasn't true but it sure as hell made her feel better.
"Mitchell?" she heard Nate call into her house, she yelled out for him to come upstairs and quickly shoved her work in the drawer. "Did Shane sleep here last night?" he asked as soon as he'd stepped into her room. She raised her eyebrows and shrugged, "no why'd you ask?" she smiled innocently not wanting him to think something happened.
"Cos he came from your house early this morning shirtless... and..." he looked over to Shane's shirt crumpled up on her floor next to his bed. "Oh." busted she blushed shaking her head, "sorry yeah he did, he just needed a break," she apologized for lying then explained.
"Its fine," he smiled. "Just wondered he looked pretty upset... again," he sat down on her bed picking up her guitar. "You wanna do something today?" he grinned, she pursed her lips thoughtfully then grinned back, "sure-" she started but then her face dropped, "- ohh wait I'm supposed to meet Rachel at the mall... but you could come with?" she smiled as long as Shane wasn't there to meet Rachel it was A-OKay.
"Awesome, when we meeting her?" he put down her guitar and jumped off her bed as she stood up, "actually now," she laughed tugging his arm, "by the way, Rachel can be a little crazy, but she's cool," she warned as they made their way out of the house and to the mall.
Not surprisingly Nate had underestimated just how crazy Rachel was. "Woa," he laughed as Mitchie pointed the Rachel. She was wearing a bright pink skirt with yellow footless tights and blue converse. Her top was ripped in several places, curtsy of Rachel's huge scissors, was white showing her bright blue bra underneath. Her newly dyed blonde hair with pink highlights standing out in the sunlight.
"Hey guys," Rachel grinned waving happily, "hey Rach, this is Nate you don't mind he's tagging along?" I asked though I knew she wouldn't. "Nah course not, I'm Rachel," she introduced herself smiling widely. "Nice to meet you," he smiled politely then the three of them entered the mall.
"Urgh I need school supplies, and I want to get those little heart sticky pads and stick them on all the lockers of the boys that are hot," Rachel informed pulling the two into the stationery shop. Nate raised his eyebrows at Mitchie who mouthed, 'I warned you'
"Yeah I need stuff for school to," Nate agreed walking over to the pens, the two girls following. "You're going to?!" Mitchie asked excitedly, it'd be cool to have one of her best friends with her. Along with Rachel of course, and Shane...
"Oh my god, you're so getting a sticker," Rachel laughed picking up one from the shelf, ripping off the top one she stuck it to his head. "Aww," the two girls cooed teasingly. "You have to pay for these now," Nate stuck his tongue out sticking it on Mitchie's heart, "Mitch why don't you give it to Shane?" Rachel giggled and high-fived Nate who was laughing at her. "Funny," she snapped ripping up the heart.
The next shops they entered Mitchie walked behind Nate and Rachel moodily. She found out all too late that Nate and Rach had something very annoying in common; they both liked to torture Mitchie by taking the complete p*ss out of her.
"I think we should apologize Nate," Rachel pouted turning to Mitchie trying to hide the smirk on her lips, "hey I think you're right," he nodded. Mitchie glared and cried out as they suddenly jumped on her, hugging her so tightly she could barely breath. "Guys!" She whined until they let go.
"Hey look at us," Rachel grinned her arm around Mitchie and Nate, "the three amigos!" Nate grinned "the new and improved Connect 3," he laughed, "getting rid of the stress head and the goofball," Mitchie laughed pulling the two towards the food court.
"Its a thought," Nate laughed but shook his head, "nah no one can replace the 'The Lads'" he winked before stepping forwards to order. "He is so cute!" Mitchie gushed mockingly as she saw the look on Rachel's face, immediately she snapped out of her trance. "I don't think that," she pouted sticking out her tongue, "think what?" Nate asked coming back with a tray full of food. "Uh... think that... I don't think women have penis envy." Rachel stuttered out, Nate's eyes widened slightly looking confused, "okay..." he said turning to find a table.
"What?!" Mitchie hissed looking at Rachel incredulously, "I dunno I've been studying psychology ready for school... and i panicked!" She yelled out the last part causing several heads to turn. "You're so strange," Mitchie informed laughing then followed Nate to the table. "Freud's theory?" Nate spoke up his mouth full, "yeah I'm doing psychology," Rachel smiled, "oh cool I'm doing it as well! Hopefully we'll be in the same class, I don't wanna be alone," he sighed.
"Nervous?" Mitchie laughed patting his shoulder when he nodded. "I don't want to be jumped all over by girls," he shuddered, "do you prefer guys?" Rachel ask slowly mis-interpreting what he said. "What? NO!" Nate scoffed as if offended, "just checking," Rachel poked out her tongue, before the two engaged in an argument Mitchie butted in. "Hey Rach you want to come to mine tomorrow and you me and Nate can walk to school together?"
"Yeah sure," they both replied smiling at her, "awesome," she smiled back happily, feeling grateful for the distraction from Shane.
Of course a distraction is what it is, and can't last for ever Mitchie soon learned as they arrived back at the Grays after dropping Rachel off, and Shane was outside throwing a tennis ball at the house.
"Hey where'd you two go?!" he asked sounding slightly annoyed and upset. "To the mall," Nate replied flashing the bags of pens and school equipment, "what? why didn't you ask me?" Shane pouted looking at Mitchie for a response but after a few minutes silence Nate decided to talk for her. "Just wanted to hang out together for a while, don't worry I got you stuff," he said shoving the bag in Shane's chest.
"Thanks," Shane hissed then nodded for Nate to go inside, Nate looked at Mitchie who nodded also.
"Look I'm sorry for snapping earlier, I'm just so nervous! And you were being a little mean-"
"Mean? What are you a little girl?!" She teased then smiled to let him know it was okay, "it's fine, you're stressed at the moment," he sighed happily and brought her into a quick hug. "So we're good?" he held his breath slightly worried. "Always," she smiled as he hugged her again, she breathed in deeply, wow he smells good! she felt dizzy as he squeezed her tightly.
"Are you smelling me?" he teased holding her away from him slightly, but not letting go.
"You smell good," she shrugged blushing, pretending she wasn't embarrassed at being caught. "So do you," he smirked then pushed her towards her house, "put something nice on, we're all going out for dinner," he grinned excitedly. "Marking the end of the holidays," he sighed dramatically then waved, "I'll knock about 7," he informed before entering his own house.
Not knowing what to wear exactly, she settled for a plain black dress that ended a little above her knee and had to thin straps keeping it up. She slipped on her navy blue flat pumps as she didn't want to hobble and look stupid in front of Shane. Applying a light base of makeup and curled her hair she was just about to put on her necklace when there was knocking at the door.
Still clutching the necklace she quickly ran down stairs and answered the door breathlessly. "Hey," she breathed out, Shane was grinning when she opened the door but it quickly fell as he saw her. "W-what?!" she cried worriedly, I look horrible don't I... OMG I LOOK UGLY!
"You look..." she stared at him eyes wide waiting for a response but Jason burst through her door as he opened his mouth. "Come on we're leaving!" he bounced, then seeing the necklace in her hands offered to help her put it on. She tried to fight the tears as Shane kept staring, the smile still not returning. He thinks I'm disgusting she sighed stepping past him to where Mr and Mrs Gray were waiting in the car.
"Wow this place is amazing!" She gasped sitting down in the seat the waiter had just pulled out for her. "We celebrate in style you see Mitch," Mr Gray joked then began to discuss the menu with Mrs Gray. As the waiter came to take the orders Mitchie took the opportunity to glance at Shane who was looking down, his brow knitted as if he was thinking hard.
He suddenly looked up and caught her gaze, but to her dismay he snapped his eyes away looking in the opposite direction.
Thats how the rest of the meal went. Slightly ruining it for Mitchie, she had wanted to enjoy her last night, not worry about Shane and whether he was so repulsed by her he couldn't even look at her. Though as it turned out Nate was becomming quite the distraction again, his Dad allowing all of them alocohol, he obviously couldn't hold it very well, neither could Jason. Shane like Mitchie hadn't touched a drop so were watching the two brothers bicker drunkenly in amusement.
"This is all foreign?!" Jason blinked rapidly peering at the menu, "you're holding it upside down you idiot," Nate said snatching the menu and turning it up right, "its still foreign?" Jason slurred confused, looking at his parents for help. "Yeah well at least its the right way now," Nate snapped back finishing up his meal.
An hour later, everyone was sitting round the table completely stuffed and sipping on their drinks. Shane still hadn't said a word and Mitchie had resigned to being mute for the rest of the night; she smiled as Mr Gray stood up and held out his hand to Mrs Gray asking her to dance, then whisked her off to the dance floor. "Aww," Mitchie sighed as they danced together, "thats so romantic," she smiled but it turned into a scowl as Nate made gagging sounds.
"I'm going to the loo," Jason announced loudly, "Yeah me too, looking at them all lovey dovey is making me sick," Nate laughed running after Jason. Mitchie grimaced her head turned away from Shane as the awkward silence folded over them.
"Hey," she snapped her neck round jumping at the sound of his voice, "thought you lost your voice," she snapped, he looked down slightly but shook his head, "want to dance?" he asked holding out his hand much like Mr Gray had done.
She hesitated but took his hand gingerly, if the atmosphere was going to be awkward she might as well be doing something.
He lead her slowly out to the dance floor, couples everywhere, he chose an empty space away slightly from all the other dancers. He kept hold of one hand, and put his other hand on her waist pulling her against him. Not knowing what to do with her other hand she rested it on his arm, then slid it up onto his shoulder after he smiled encouragingly.
After dancing in silence to a couple of slow songs, Shane moved his head down towards her and whispered in her ear gently.
"I meant to say this earlier but... you took my breath away when you opened that door," she felt her stomach explode in butterflies and her heart picked up the pace. "I-I did?" she questioned looking into his eyes which were sparkling amazingly in the lights.
"Yeah you look so beautiful," he whispered drawing her even closer. "I didn't want to look at you all night, cos every time I did I just wanted to..." he broke off his hand slipping round to the small of her back. "You wanted to...?" she wanted... no needed him to finish that sentence.
No words were spoken though, only actions.
Before she knew it, his soft lips were gently brushing against hers. Letting go of her hand, he now moved his free hand up and cupped her cheek, as she responded he quickly deepened the kiss, pulling her head into him gently. She felt her knees grow weak and felt dizzy as she tasted him, so good, she thought running her hands up his arms until both were around his neck. She felt him begin to smile against her lips and felt a huge smile spread across her own face. Pulling back slightly out of breath he rested his forehead against hers. "That," he whispered before leaning back in.
She knew she was blushing, she knew she was clinging onto him because he was making her legs turning into jelly, she knew that her lipgloss was now smudged on his lips... but she could never have been happier.
As he pressed his lips to hers over and over she couldn't stop grinning. Barely even hearing the music or remembering that they were still in a classy restaurant. This is what I've been waiting for since...
That thought, that tiny thought that crossed her mind in less than a second made her pull away and stumble backwards. Shane reached for her worriedly, "Mitch you okay I'm sor-"
"Shane I gotta know," she said quietly looking down. "Sorry?" he leaned his head closer so he could hear, "I got to know, why did you leave me that night?" she repeated louder. He flinched back grimacing, she waited patiently as he licked his lips frowning, she reached up and touched her own lips without realizing, they were still tingling from the sudden contact with his.
"It was a mistake Mitch... I talked to Nate, I made a mistake and I'm sorry," he said finally looking back up at her. She shook her head slowly, "thats not an answer Shane" she pointed out. She had to know. Before she could even consider kissing or being with him, she had to know.
"Lets go outside," he sighed taking her arm and leading her out into the parking lot, seeing her shiver he quickly removed his jacket and placed it around her shoulders. "Thanks," she muttered quietly then sat down on the sidewalk.
"What happened?" she whispered pleadingly. He sighed pushing his hair out of his face and looking up at the sky.
"I was stupid..." he started shaking his head, "tell me," she begged putting her hand on his arm.
"You're going to hate me," he sighed looking at her sadly, before she could ask him again he sighed loudly, "after final jam.-" he started. "-I was really excited to see you, I really like you Mitchie... and I couldn't wait to meet you down by the lake... but when I got there... I just saw you and Nate hugging and you kissed him-"
"Yeah on the cheek!" she cried out standing up suddenly. She knew where this was going, all of her heartbreak was just because he saw something, didn't bother to actually let her explain and ran off like a little jealous boy!
"Thats what it was all about?!" She yelled, he stood up too looking at her with pleading eyes, "please Mitch, I thought-"
"Oh I know what you thought! I can't believe you! I waited for you Shane! All Night! You know all this time I thought that maybe you'd have even a half decent reason for leaving me there! But this!-" she felt like screaming she was so angry.
Shrugging off his jacket like it was poison she screwed it in a ball and chucked it at his face. "I'm sorry Mitch I know! I feel terrible!"
"Oww 'Terrible?!' Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?! I can't believe you Shane, I thought you were a jerk and i was right! God... and you know what Shane?!" She asked fiercely shoving him away from her.
"You were right! I do hate you!" She screamed tears streaming down her face. She saw tears in his eyes as well but didn't care. She couldn't believe that was his pathetic excuse for breaking her heart!
"Mitchie!" He called after her desperately but she carried on walking back into the restaurant and sat with Nate ignoring Shane for the rest of the night.
"Mrs Gray? Can I sleep at my house tonight as well?" Mitchie questioned hopefully, not wanting to be within ten feet of Shane. She saw Shane look down at his lap ashamed but it only spurned on her anger.
"Urm.. I guess that would be okay, but come round before you go to school please," she nodded and said goodnight to everyone as they pulled into the driveway.
Just before she got out Shane gripped her arm and leaned over, "Mitchie please!" He begged breathing hard. She shook her head again more tears dropping. "Stay away from me." she gritted out then yanked her arm away and ran into her house, sobbing again into her pillow.
Jerk!
OMG i hope it wasn't awful?! or toooo long?! I just wanted a lot to happen and get it out of the way for the next chapter lol
Please don't hate it :S
I feeel crap about this chapterrrr but I'm putting it out so i can start the new one lol :P
Please Review, tell me its crap i dont mind, its probably true :P
haha tbh i got a bad mark in english todayy an its makin me doubt myself, i have rubbish spelling, rubbish punctuation and basically she said i'm rubbish :P
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