"I know I don't know you, but I want you, so bad." Secret - Maroon 5


You couldn't understand why you felt so completely broken after seeing Nate again; maybe it was because you had neglected your friendship for so long, but something just set you off.

Nate's eyes were vacant when you had looked up to them out on the dock. His once intense gaze was filled with dark brown nothingness. You know you were part of the reason for his pain, but he had tried to hide it away as much as he could bare, even chuckling and plastering a fake smile upon his lips. You saw right through that though, you knew it was all for show. When he used to smile and laugh with you all that time ago there was a light in his eye, but now, now that light had been extinguished and in it's place was a dark brown pain.

After your encounter with Nate, you had come back to your cabin to freshen up. The last thing you needed was for anyone to see you crying. Just by being back at camp alone was enough speculation. And quite honestly, you just wanted everyone to leave you alone. No questions, no whispers, no rumors, no lies. You didn't need any of that again, and most importantly, you wanted, no, needed, this summer to run as smoothly as possible. Sans drama.

Of course, you knew that was just a dream.

You flop down hopelessly on your bed, covering your face with a pillow. You just feel like screaming, letting it all out; so you do.

Fitfully you scream into your pillows letting various obscenities pass you lips. Never before have you felt so relieved as you did after your little tantrum. You slam your fists down by your sides while laying on your back, pillow still covering your face. You sign deeply and fist the pillow ripping it from your face. Suddenly your heart drops and your eyes narrow. A wide eyed boy with lush dark hair is staring back at you from the doorway.

Fuck.

"Haven't you heard of knocking?" You snap harshly as you throw the pillow down.

"Yeah, but if I knocked, you wouldn't have answered." He replied simply.

Your body tenses knowing that he is speaking the truth. "Just go away!" You spit out fiercely feeling even more angry that he could call your every move and also feeling a bit at a loss of words.

"Wow, Mitchie!" He spits out mockingly, "That's the best you've got?" Shane's lips slightly turn up at your frustration.

"Fine. If you're not leaving, I am." You growl grabbing your thin cardigan from the foot of your bed.

You stand to walk out past him, but suddenly and unexpectedly, you are being thrown up against the wall, trapped between his strong arms.

You wince slightly as you roughly hit the wall. "What the fuck Shane?" You hiss with slight pain, but mostly annoyance. "Let me fuckin' go!"

His eyes search you, and it feels to you like a million little daggers piercing your body with every look he gives you. His eyes glimmer at you. You begin to search them subconsciously. Yes, there is some anger in them, but you can also see his eyes darkened with lust.

"No." He replies simply. "You can't keep running away Mitchie." He part way smirks, his lips grazing over yours. Your heart drops and your stomach twists into knots, but you can't move.

"Did you know I used to love you Mitch?" His voice is dark and husky as he whispers, his lips to your ear. His tongue suddenly darts out and he pulls your earlobe in between his lips, sucking it softly, then kissing right below it, close to your jaw line.

Your knees feel weak, and against your will you can feel yourself being turned on. You manage the best reply you can at the moment, "Oh?" You squeak out.

"I always wanted you so badly." He said sensuously, pressing his lips to your neck and running his hands softly past your breasts and along your sides. He ran them all the way down to your hips adorned by a little mini skirt, holding on.

You can't find the breath to say anything back, but you slightly gasp at his movements. A light flush comes to your face, a bit embarrassed by your sudden arousal.

His hands wander further down your body to your exposed thighs, his body is now fully against yours on the wall as he continues to suck your neck. His hand slowly starts wondering upward, slipping beneath your denim mini. You hold your breath with surprise. Your mind is rushing now and your logic is screaming at you to move, pull away, or something to stop the madness, but your hormones are telling you to let it happen, to let him touch you.

His hand slips between your legs to your inner thigh, creeping higher and higher. The butterflies in your stomach are going crazy now, but you close your eyes at his touch, allowing your head to fall back against the wall in pleasure.

His hand slowly moves lightly across your panty covered sex and you whimper with want. When Shane hears this you can feel his lips turn up into a small smirk against your neck.

"You're so wet." He breaths out against your neck, causing you to shudder as he presses a little harder against your sex again. And suddenly, he is dropping to his knees and kissing your inner thigh. A small moan escapes your lips. "I always wanted you so bad." He repeated his earlier statement in a completely lustful, raspy tone, rubbing you harder still. You knew you couldn't take much more.

His lips moved up, placing a soft kiss on your clit through your panties. "Until I found out you had already had Nate." He said just as calmly before standing up and walking out leaving you confused, shocked, and mostly importantly... completely horny still up against the wall.

Yeah, I know it's short, but maybe if I got more reviews I'd be more willing to write. Come on y'all! I had 100 hits in like 1 day, and only two reviewers? Really?

This story isn't going to run much longer if I don't get more reviews. I just can't motivate myself to set my time aside for nothing.

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Elle