Yes, I need her in the daytime
Yes, I need her in the night
but I want to throw my arms around her
Kiss her an' hug her, kiss her an' hug her tight
Kiss her an' hug her tight, through the night
-Crazy Love- Michael Buble
I continued running around the house like a complete maniac, trying my hardest to get everything ready for Christmas dinner, whilst Shane lay sprawled across the sofa in the living room like the lazy ass that he is. I mean seriously, if I didn't love that son of a bitch so much I would have slapped him across the face for not pulling his weight, after all it was his idea to host the day of Christmas festivities here this year. And at a weeks' notice may I add.
Its okay Shane, really, it's not like this is a big deal or anything, it's not like it's the first time that both our families have actually spent Christmas day together because we are an item,
Oh wait, it is.
Silly me.
I slammed the turkey in the oven as I quickly gave the kitchen a once over, okay vegetables were prepared, stuffing was made; dessert was in the fridge... Nate's dessert is also in the fridge.
Yes, I had to make him his own dessert, why you ask? Because he's a fatty and not even a gigantic dinner will fill him up. Ever seen friends? I swear he's like ten times worse than Joey Tribiani and that's seriously saying something.
I heard a knock at the door, as I quickly straightened out the outfit that I was wearing before racing towards the door, don't worry Shane, don't get up.
"Coming" I shouted as the knocks persisted. I swung open the door to reveal both of our families, dressed up nicely, holding piles upon piles of gifts. "Merry Christmas" they all shouted in unison as my parents pushed past me, closely followed by Jason and the Gray parents, leaving Nate at the door, surprisingly holding nothing.
Typical Nathaniel, such a lazy ass.
He looked at me before clearing his throat, taking my hands and intertwining our fingers. I eyed him sceptically as he burst into song.
"I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need and I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree, I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know make my wish come true, Mitchie, all I want for Christmas is you" Nate shot me a wink as he finished singing, now standing in front of me arms extended for a hug. I laughed, shaking my head at him as I accepted his embrace, letting his strong arms wrap around my petite frame, my senses being filled by the smell of his signature cologne.
If there's one thing you could always count on regarding the Gray brothers was that they always smelly absolutely incredible.
"You are one weird child" I mumbled into his chest as he squeezed me tighter, lifting me off of the ground and swinging me slightly. He put me down as he pulled way, his expression one of shock.
"Me? Weird?" he gasped "Such ludicrous things you are saying recently Mitchie, I'm the most normal person you will ever come across. In fact many actually refer to me as the second coming of Christ"
I rolled my eyes, hitting Nate on the shoulder playfully "Christ, really Nate?"
He nodded enthusiastically, straightening out the crisp blue dress shirt he was wearing "Yeah, totally, so really, you should be worshipping me today, seeming as its Christmas day and all"
I scoffed, linking my arm with his as I began to lead him threw the hall way towards the living room where everyone else was currently situated "No Nate, I'll celebrate you on National beat obesity day"
Nate gasped as he ruffled my perfectly curled hair which I had totally spent too much time fussing over this morning "Bitch"
We entered the living room, both of us throwing ourselves on the spare sofa as I practically fell on top of him. "I may be a bitch, but at least I'm not a fatty"
Once the presents had been exchanged, I applied the finishing touches to Christmas dinner, rejecting help from both mine and Shane's mothers whilst the men talked about pointless, mind rotting things such as football and Xbox. I let out a sigh of relief as I placed the last dish on the table, mentally checking off everything, making sure there was absolutely nothing that I had forgotten.
"Dinner's ready" I shouted from the dining room, automatically hearing a stampede of footsteps come towards me, Nate , of course being the first person to reach the table, grabbing his chair, and holding his cutlery at the ready. The other two brothers weren't far behind him as the parents made their way civilly into the room.
"Oh darling this all looks fabulous!"My mother gushed as she took the sight of the spread before her, Mrs Gray nodding in response.
"Yes, you and Shane have done a splendid job!"
Shane looked proud as I cleared my throat giving him a knowing look "Err, mom" he began "It was actually all Mitchie" He corrected
"Shane Adam Gray, you lazy boy! What have I told you about helping a lady out, I may have expected this from you if the two of you were still friends, but since you've both finally come to your senses and become the cutest couple to grace the earth, I expected a little better" I laughed as Shane's expression fell, looking like a little boy who had just been told of by their mommy.
"Mom" he whined, uncomfortable at the attention he had now created from everyone else in the room who was now seated.
"Don't worry Denise" I said as I took my seat next to Shane, resting my head on his shoulder "he'll be doing all of the washing up, so feel free to make as much mess as you want"
Everyone laughed as Jason poured drinks, people falling into natural conversation, whilst Nate banged is knife and fork against the table impatiently, his eyes fixated on the turkey.
"Mitchie, pleaseeee can we eat" Nate begged, his mouth literally watering.
"Okay fatty mcfatty, let's say grace first yeah?" he nodded enthusiastically as we all joined hands, quickly saying grace before everyone piled mountains of food on their plates, or in Nate's case, two mountains.
Dinner went without a problem, no one complaining of food poisoning or even dying at the dining table, which is always nice, especially at your first big family occasion like this.
Shane placed his hand on my thigh, his fingers dancing over the cotton covered skin has he ate the dinner, stealing glances at me every now and again.
"Oh has Shane told you about the time some guy scared him half out of his wits because he spotted Shane from a distance and his girlfriend wanted an autograph. Poor Shane was so startled he fell backwards straight into a garbage can!" Jason told the story excitedly as his parents gave Shane an unimpressed look.
"What? No that wasn't how it happened" Shane defended "What really happened was..."
Everyone burst out laughing as Shane continued to tell everyone yet another one of his long winded stories centred around how much of a klutz he was as I placed my elbows on the table, intertwining my fingers as I rested my chin upon them. I let out a small giggle before my eyes locked with Nate, his laughter dying down as his gaze rested upon my hand, more specifically my hand, his expression hardening slightly. I followed his gaze to realise why he had become quiet all of a sudden. I slowly rose my gaze up to meet his to see his eyebrows raised looking at me pointedly
"After dinner, we talk' he mouthed as I simply nodded before forcing myself back into the conversation and hiding my hands well and truly under the table.
Trust him to notice.
I excused myself from the table a while later, collecting numerous plates on my way, taking them into the kitchen and putting them into the sink, a smile playing at my lips at how successful today had been, this has by far been the best Christmas I can remember, for numerous reasons. I turned the tap on, filling up the sink, as I heard footsteps behind me and a door close. I looked over my shoulder to see Nate standing there, shirt now pulled out of his jeans and a few buttons open, with his arms folded across his chest.
"Why hello there dearest Nathaniel, what can I do for you?" I asked sweetly as I turned my attention back to the soapy suds
"So care to explain to me why you and my brother no longer have silver bands resting on your fingers" his tone wasn't annoyed, more curious.
I put down the plate I was currently cleaning and turned around, wiping my hands on the nearest cloth "Errm, I do not know what you are on about" I lamely replied, trying my best to keep eye contact with him
Nate rolled his eyes and took a couple of steps closer "Oh c'mon Mitchie, I may not be overly bright, but I'm not an invalid, did you and Shane...you know..." he trailed off, not quite knowing how to word what he wanted to say as I felt the colour rush to my cheeks.
I shuffled my feet nervously, "Maybe" I mused
"I'll take that as a solid yes...when?"
"Last night okay, and before you ask, I don't regret it, in fact, this may sound completely cheesy but it's only made me fall in love with your brother even more. And you know what?" I continued to ramble, not giving Nate a chance to interrupt "I don't care what you or our parents say, hell I don't even care if the media catch wind of this, I love Shane. So what if we had sex, a lot of people do you know" I finished my rant, my breathing a little uneven as I fell silent.
Nate leaned against the counter "hey, it's okay you know, I'm not disappointed or anything, like I said before, the rings have different meanings to all of us, and both you and Shane agreed that the purpose of them was to remain pure until you found someone that you could see yourselves spending the rest of your lives with. And we all know that you and Shane are in it for the long run. I just wanted to make sure you were okay"
I sighed, a smile playing at my lips as I walked towards Nate, wrapping my arms around him "You care to much" I laughed lightly, looking up at him, tempted to start pulling at his curls, which by the way looked extra springy today.
"Hey, it's no secret how much I care about you Mitch; you are one of the most important people in my life. And even though I may be a year younger than you, I feel the constant need to protect you"
I let out an 'aw' as I pulled away, mentally taking note at how cute Nate was being today, and how lucky I was to know the Gray family.
"And besides" he began again, walking to my fridge and eyeing the dessert, more specifically the special chocolate cake he had requested "since you and Shane are a couple, I have taken over the role as official best friend"
"I was actually thinking of giving that role to Jason" I said as seriously as I could, crossing my arms over my chest as I waited for Nate's reaction. He spun around, detaching his eyes from the cake to look at me, jaw wide open.
"What!"He shrieked, his voice breaking slightly "how can you give that role to the air head who thinks we live in one giant game of Sims?"
"Dude chill" I put my hands up in surrender "I was joking, of course you're my number one"
"Damn straight I am, now as much as I love talking to your pretty face, I have a cake with my name on it." He grabbed the plate out of the fridge and made his way towards the door "Oh and Mitch, I'd find that ring of yours and put it back on, unless you want a birds and the bee's talk around the dining table"
"Mitchie would you hurry the hell up? The party was supposed to start an hour ago!" I heard Shane's voice bellow from his room as I tried to put the finishing touches to my makeup, I finished applying my eyeliner before putting on a coat of mascara, and lip gloss.
Once I was confident that I looked the best I was going to, I stood up, walking over the mirror. My silver dress clinging to every curve of my body perfectly, revealing just enough cleavage, well to me anyway. Ask my mother, or more specifically my father and I'm sure their opinion would be a lot different. My hair was curled and pinned up perfectly, a few loose strands framing my face, my makeup subtle yet allowed my eyes to pop. After all this was our first official public outing as a couple. Well in front of people that matter anyway. I had to look perfect.
I had to look better than all of Shane's previous squeezes, I needed the approval of people like Perez Hilton, I needed to look real, not fake and plastic like everyone else on the scene.
And I needed to make Shane realise that I was the most beautiful girl in the room, not some blonde with legs that went on for miles and her skin so orange you'd think her mother slept with a cheeto.
Call me insecure, but when you are dating a music sensation like Shane Gray and you are a nobody, you have every right to doubt yourself.
"Mitchie, seriously we've got to get..." Shane shouted again, his voice getting more and more clearer as I heard footsteps approach my room. I looked over my shoulder to see him standing in the door way, mouth hanging open and eyes wide.
"What were you saying again Shane?" I asked sweetly as I turned to face him, his eyes instantly landing on my chest before eventually finding their way to my face.
"I...err... you know we could just skip this party and have a celebration of our own" he stuttered over his words as he took a few steps closer, his eyes darkening.
I laughed, rolling my eyes slightly, trying to cover up the fact that I was thinking the exact same thing. I caught sight of Shane properly for the first time, my knees going weak and my self control being pushed to its limits. I bit my lip as I shamefully gave him the once over, admiring how tight his dress pants were, leaving not a lot to the imagination. And that shirt, well, wow. Shane are you seriously trying to kill me? "As nice as that sounds Shane, there are a lot of people waiting for you to show your face tonight, after all your record label has gone out of their way to organise and throw a new year's slash Joe's birthday bash"
He sighed, wrapping his arms around me "I guess you're right"
I grabbed a fistful of his shirt, pulling him closer as I leaned up to give him a quick kiss on the lips, pulling away only slightly "I'm always right"
I removed myself completely for him as I grabbed my clutch bag, and straightened out my dress.
"Are you trying to kill me woman...that dress... you look absolutely sensational" I couldn't help but blush at his words as I bit my lip, even though we had been dating for nearly a month now, it still hadn't sunk in, that this fine specimen in front of me, was mine. All mine.
"You don't look so bad yourself, besides the fact that your flies are open"
Shane's eyes widened slightly before looking towards his pants, shrugging as he pulled the zipper up "The cage is open, but the beast is asleep" he huskily replied
Oh dear god, what a cringe.
"Remind me why I'm dating you again?" I shouted over my shoulder as I made my way down the stairs
"Because you love me!"
He's got that one right.
"Ah yes, that crazy little thing called love."
We arrived at the party, little after 10, a good two hours after it had kicked off, and within seconds, hoards of famous faces, I had ever only seen in people magazine swarmed around him, wishing him happy birthday for the 3rd.
It was my birthday too you know... but don't worry about me, I'm not important, I don't earn a seven figure sum every year.
I stood there, a fake smile on my face and tight lipped as I watched people greet him, giving me a dirty look (or no look at all) and walking off. Shane remaining completely gentlemanly the whole time, arm wrapped around my waist, constantly making sure I was okay as I just nodded.
This was his night, I wasn't going to ruin it.
Before I knew it, it was already close to midnight, with only fifteen minutes left of 2009, fifteen minutes to a new year, a new decade, and a new start with the man I love, and I for one was counting down the seconds till I could shout happy new year and make out with Shane in front of all these jealous girls.
We continued to dance to the latest tunes released by the labels artists, currently Keri Hilson's 'I like' playing, meaning that I was back against Shane gyrating in this short dress, while his hands were firmly placed on my ass. I threw my head back, getting lost in the music, aware that cameras were probably flashing left right and centre. I could picture the headlines now
Does Shane Gray make those good girls go bad?
Shane Gray's shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Okay, okay, cheesy I know, but it's the best I could come up with from the top of my head.
The song came to an end as I noticed some guy approach us in my peripheral vision. "Shane, my man how are you doing" I watched as Shane detached himself from me and shook the hand of the man who could be no more than ten years older than us
"Steve, nice to see you, thanks for the party, really appreciate it"
The guy, now with the identity of Steve looked around admiring the party he must of thrown "looks like everyone is having a blast, no doubt it'll be all over the gossip sites by the end of the night as the hottest New Year's party around."
Shane laughed out of politeness "No doubt man." He looked towards me and smiled "Oh Steve, this is my girlfriend Mitchie, you've probably seen her at a couple of events with me and my brothers before. Mitchie this is Steve." I extended my arm as I shook hands with him and gave him a small smile, not wanting to say anything, unless I messed things up.
"The beautiful best friend you always ranted on about?" he asked as Shane nodded. A blush coming to my cheeks at his words "So you've finally made her yours? Damn Shane, well done man, she looks like a keeper"
Steve turned his attention to me and shook his head towards Shane "he is lucky devil, make sure he treats you like a lady"
"Will do sir" I replied, playing with the bottom of my dress
"Call me Steve! Sir makes me sound old, I haven't even hit the big 'Three zero' yet. Anyway do you mind if I steal your boyfriend for a few minutes, there's a couple of people he needs to meet regarding a movie opportunity"
I glanced towards Shane who was looking at me as if he was seeking permission as I nodded, no harm could come from a few minutes "Sure, just make sure I have him back before midnight" I watched as Shane and the guy disappeared, leaving me completely on my own for the first time this evening. I wondered around the party, taking note of all the famous people crammed into one place.
Pixie Lott...Taylor Swift...Justin Bieber
Hold on what is Justin Bieber doing up past 9? Surely its way past his bed time. Young super stars these days. What is he? 12. I tore my eyes way from the teen 'legend' as one of his tracks filled my head, knowing that it would now be stuck there for the rest of the night.
Baby, baby, baby oohhh.
Damn it.
I kept on scanning the room, receiving glares off of several made up girls, and the odd creepy perverted look from celebrities who I'm sure had their fifteen minutes of fame a few years back, before I saw Jason slow dancing in the corner with Keisha, looking utterly adorable. They had been dating for...well forever, and I couldn't help but to aspire to have a relationships like theirs. Full of love and understanding. And fun.
The music cut out as a everyone began to count down from ten, my eyes frantically scanned the room for Shane, noticing that he was nowhere in sight. My stomach dropped as I prepared myself for yet another new years where I had no one, that I would be seeing in 2010 on my own, in a room full of celebrities and high flyers that I didn't even know. I felt the tears build up in my eyes, knowing that I was being completely pathetic, but I was disappointed. I was going to start the year being sad.
"5....4...3...2" Everyone's voices rang through my ears as they all found their retrospective partner
"1" I closed my eyes tightly trying to drown out the three words that I was expecting to hear next when I felt a strong grip on my arm, spinning me around, crashing my body and lips against the person before I even had chance to look at who it was. My eyes opened wide with shock as I quickly glanced at whoever had whisked me off of my feet at the last second, my heart swelling as I saw Shane's adorable face, eyes closed as his lips worked hungrily against mine. I felt my body relax as one of his hands cupped my cheeks, the other at the base of my neck, his thumb moving in time with his lips. I let out an involuntary moan as he pulled away, everyone still shouting numerous 'happy new years' in the back ground as Shane looked down at me lovingly, his lips slightly swollen.
"Happy new year baby" he said barely above a whisper
"Happy new year Jackass" I replied as I poked him in the chest playfully.
"Ow!" he recoiled slightly, his eyebrows furrowing together "what was that for?"
"That" I slung my arms around his neck "That was for making me think I was going to see in new years on my own"
"But I didn't!" he pouted as he rested his forehead against mine "forgive me"
"Hmmm" I pretended to ponder as I tilted my head up slightly, forcing my lips to brush ever so lightly against his
"guys!" we heard a voice whine as we both looked around, noticing Nate was approaching us with some blonde on his arm, who I had to admit, was stunning "Can you not like suck face for one second" I rolled my eyes at the mystery girl attached to him, earning a laugh from her before diverting my gaze back to Nate.
"Oh c'mon Nate, like you weren't doing the same thing only minutes before" Nate shrugged as if to say 'fair play' as I took notice of their swollen lips and the blondes flustered face.
"Who's the girl, Romeo" Shane piped up as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, resting his head on my shoulder
"Oh. Shane, Mitchie, this is Laura, Laura this is Shane and Mitchie. I just found out she'll be one of our dancers on the tour"
We both nodded in acknowledgement "Nice to meet you" I said politely, shooting her a toothy smile
"You two, in the three hours I've known Nate he's mentioned his 'best friend in the whole wide world' quite a bit"
I rolled my eyes "Seriously Nate, mentioning another girl, is not the best way to get lucky" Nate rolled his eyes
"Anyway, nice to meet you Laura, I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of you on tour then" Shane smiled as he grabbed my hand, indicating that we should leave these two hormonal teenagers alone.
"Yeah see you soon" she smiled as Nate dragged her away with a wink.
"She seemed nice" Shane mused as we began to sway to the music, our bodies still pressed firmly together
I nodded as I let out a soft chuckle "yeah she does, looks like Nate will be getting some this tour, well not in that sense, but looks like he won't be the 'lonely gray' "
Shane intertwined our hand as he spun me around "unless he messes it up"
"Ye of little faith Shane"
We continued to dance the night away, not once leaving each other's arms, as slowly everyone else began to leave, going to various after parties.
I let out a yawn, my hand automatically going to my mouth as I tried to hide it, yet Shane had already noticed.
"You tired my lady?" he asked, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear as I shook my head, opening my eyes wider to give him the impression that I wasn't in fact falling asleep standing up.
"No" I replied, another yawn escaping my lips as I just rolled my eyes, typical.
"C'mon baby let's get you home and to bed" I didn't protest as he bent down picking me up bridal style as he began to walk to the car, letting my eyes partially close. Giving him the perfect opportunity to stare at my cleavage.
"Don't get any idea's Shane, that beast is remaining in its cage tonight"
I groaned as I felt someone poke my side, causing me to open one eye as my body begged for more sleep "Whatttt" I mumbled into the pillow
"Happy Birthday baby!" Shane whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. My eyes shot open as I hoisted myself into a sitting position. Today meant three things, three things that all brought me different emotions
It was my birthday
It was Shane's birthday
And more importantly, it was D-day. Departure day. Where my boys left me for many months whilst their rocked millions of teenage girls worlds.
I smiled at him as my gaze travelled to what he was holding. "What's this?" I asked, as became fully conscious
He beamed, handing me the tray " I made you breakfast in bed, I didn't know what you'd like so there's some cereal, scrambled eggs and toast. Then there's tea, coffee, orange juice, milk. But I can make you something else if you want" he looked so full of pride at what he created, that I simply didn't have the heart to tell him that I wasn't even hungry
"It's absolutely perfect Shane, but you didn't have to, it's your birthday too"
He crawled beside me, sliding back under the covers, stealing a piece of my toast and cramming it in his mouth "Trust me babe, you being with me is the best birthday present I could ever have"
"Oh so you wouldn't want this?" I questioned curiously as I leaned over to my side of the bed, revealing a carefully wrapped present.
"Now I didn't say that" he grabbed the present off of me, placing it on his lap, shaking it slightly like a little kid, trying to guess what it could possibly be. I sat crossed legged watching as he opened it, his eyes widening as he caught sight of what was inside.
"Oh my god, these are incredible" he said pulling out the pair of customised hi-top Nike's, knowing that he had been obsessed with them forever. No joke, the kid had at least 10 pairs.
"I thought you'd like them, no one else in the world has a pair like yours"
"They are brilliant, I'm going to wear them all the time" he looked at them lovingly as I mentally wished that he would look at me with that look a little more often. Joke. He does. "Oh, here's just a little something for you, seeming as you had to gate crash my birthday"
Shane handed me a gold envelope, my name scribbled on the front in Shane's 2 year old looking handwriting. I unfolded the envelope to pull out two tickets, a squeal leaving my lips as I read them.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Oh my freaking GOD!" I jumped up and down like a kid on crack as I reread the name on the tickets over and over again
"Front row, all access passes to see Michael Buble! Shane! Oh my God! He's going to meet me." My mouth fell open "He's going to sing that he hasn't met me yet, but he will. Shane this is the best present ever" I discarded the tray on my bedside table before literally jumping the boy ,causing him to fall backwards onto the pillows "thank you, baby" I hung onto him for dear life, relishing this moment, knowing that it was the last morning where I would be waking up beside him for quite some time.
I don't know how long we were laying there, just holding one another, it could have been minutes or even hours, but it was all about to come to an end
"Mitch" he whispered in my ear " We've got to get going, our flight leaves in just over an hour" I sighed, pulling myself off of him and hoisting myself off the bed, trying to hide the tears that were already forming at my eyes "O-oh yeah" my voice cracked "I'll just go and get ready"
"Do you guys have to go?" I whined pathetically as I followed them towards the departure lounge, feeling that this simply isn't the way I should be spending my birthday
"We've been looking forward to this tour for forever Mitchie, you know that if we could bring you along with us, we would" Jason replied as he bounded towards the departure gates
"Well I think you all suck to be honest. I'm only little, can't you just shove me in one of your suitcases?"
Shane looked over his shoulder at me "Sorry no can do my lady, my suitcase is full of clothes, Nate's full of food and Jason's well... probably stuffed animals and magic tricks, you never really can be sure with that one"
"Sounds like Jason" we reached the departure lounge, all three of the brothers placing their hand luggage as we prepared to say our goodbyes, Jason being the first brother to do so.
"Mish mish, I'm going to miss you" he frowned, looking like a child who has just had his favourite toy taken from him.
"I'm going to miss you too Jay, c'mere" I extended my arms out to him as he gladly accepted
"Look after Keisha for me yeah?" he asked, squeezing me so tightly I'm pretty sure I lost the ability to breathe.
"I will, as long as you keep in touch okay? I expect a text daily, informing me on what happened that day, okay?"
"Deal" Jason bent down and kissed me on the cheek as Nate stepped forward
"Oh baby gal I is going to miss you so much boo" he said in a voice I could not identify to anything as he pouted.
I rolled my eyes "Don't ever talk like that again"
"But why sexy, you is my world."
I couldn't help but laugh at him, I was honestly going to miss him and his crazy ways. No matter how much he annoys me. "Because you sound illiterate, uneducated and plain stupid."
A hand flew to Nate's chest as he feigned hurt "Mitchie, your words, they cut so deep"
"Oh shut up you pansy and come and give me a hug" I watched in amusement as Nate skipped towards me, resembling a 13 year old girl before leaping into my arms, wrapping his legs around my waist.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
Pain.
"Nate. Get. Off. Me" I struggled to say between breaths "You. Fatty"
"Dude get off my girlfriend you fat ass" Shane called, causing Nate to drop his legs from my waist and pull me into a hug
"I'm not that fat am I?" he asked quietly "I didn't hurt you did I?"
I shook my head "No, no you didn't. Now go on, be gone with you"
He gave me one of his famous lopsided smiles as pulled at one of his curls, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek
"You got my number call me babes"
"Bye loser"
I turned around, now only one Gray brother awaiting a goodbye from me, the one which I really, really didn't want to say goodbye to, his face mirroring the exact same thoughts. It wasn't even like this was something new, this happened several times a year where I had to say goodbye to Shane and his brothers as they concurred the world, but this was different, this was the first time that Shane was leaving me as my significant other. And even though he hadn't actually boarded the plane yet and was only a matter of feet away from me, I was missing him already. Pretty pathetic aye? I know, I know, I've turned into such a sap recently.
I took a few steps towards him slowly, my heart beating rapidly in my chest as I felt tears well up around my eyes. I stopped a matter of inches away from him motionlessly, not sure of what to do, knowing that anything I would do, would be it for god knows how long. I fought back the sobs forming at the bottom of my throat as I felt my lip quiver, a single tear escaping as it rolled down my cheek.
"Hey now" Shane hushed as he closed the distance between us, bringing his hand to my cheek, wiping away the stray tear. I moved into his touch, closing my eyes momentarily as I wondered why on earth he needed to leave me.
Because he's a superstar Mitchie, this is his job, his dream.
"I don't want you to go" I replied lamely, my voice cracking several times as my emotions betrayed me, my gaze dropping to the floor.
"trust me I don't want to leave you either, but you have the tickets, you can visit" he said reassuringly, his hands running up and down my arms as I nodded, remaining silent.
"I'll miss you"
He placed two fingers under my chin, lifting my head up to look into my eyes "I'll miss you too, but this isn't goodbye babes, I'll call, text you, I'll video chat you whenever I can, we'll be okay."
I choked back a sob as he engulfed me in his arms, his hands making their way up and down my back as I buried my head in his chest. "I love you Mitchie, you know that? I know things aren't always exactly easy for us, but don't ever doubt for a second that I don't love you"
And then I gave up holding in the sobs, as I quietly cried, my hands clingy onto his shirt as he place his chin on my head "Shh, don't cry, I hate it when you cry"
I sniffle, slowly and reluctantly pulling out of Shane's grip slightly as I looked him in the eyes, noticing that his too were glazed over.
"I don't want to interrupt or anything, but we gotta board man" Nate tapped Shane's shoulder, his expression full of regret as Shane nodded.
He sighed as he moved both his hands to my cheeks, his thumbs grazing against my skin as I tilted my head up, giving him a small but sad smile. My heart began to pound in my chest even more so than before as he leaned down, his lips brushing against mine as I let out an involuntary shudder. His lips pressed against mine for a second time as my arms worked their way around his neck, as our lips moved in time against each other. I pressed my body firmer against his chest as the kiss got more hungry, both of us knowing that this would be the last time we would be able to do this for months. With regret, I pulled away gasping for air as our lips parted, both our chests heaving slightly as we looked at each other.
"I gotta go Mitch" he said sadly as I nodded.
"I love you, I really really love you" I admitted as I wrapped my arms around him one last time, not wanting to let go. He pulled away only seconds later, bending down to grab his hand luggage before throwing it over his shoulder, glancing over to his brothers who were already waiting at the terminal gate. He snapped his head around to look at me one last time, his lips pressed together in a tight line as his eyes remained to glisten, no doubt his vision as blurry as mine currently were.
"Look after yourself, okay? And remember, if you need me, I'll be on the first plane back, I don't care if I have a crowd of 20,000 teenage girls waiting to eye rape me on stage, got it?"
I couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle, his attempt to lighten the mood, working, but only slightly "I'm a big girl Shane, I'll be fine, but I'm not you'll be the first to know"
He smiled before placing a light kiss on my nose "see you soon" I watched him turn around as those last three words lingered in my head. See you soon. We never said goodbye, it was one of our things, goodbye is too serious, too final. My eyes were fixated on all three of their bodies moving further and further away from me, finally reaching the point of no return. Nate and Jason handed over their tickets to the flight assistant before making their way down the gate before disappearing out of sight completely, leaving Shane, taking the ticket out of his jacket pocket. Once the ticket was handed back he took a couple of steps forward, my stomach dropping. I turned around, not wanting to start blubbering in public for a second longer, my legs slowly carrying me to the departures lounge.
"Mitchie!" my body whipped around at the sound of my voice being called from the distance, my eyes searching the source of the sound before landing on Shane. I furrowed my eyes in confusion as I looked at him.
"I forgot to say something." He shouted, now gaining the attention of numerous travellers, watching the exchange between us "I LOVE YOU!" I shook my head in amusement as he professed his love to me, fully aware that there are hoards of insiders and paparazzi lurking about. I guess I'll have to get used to seeing my face spread across Perez Hilton and Ocean up on a daily basis.
Note to self; lose some of that Christmas weight, they say the camera always adds ten pounds, and with the amount of cameras that will be on me, I dare to think what I'll look like.
He shot me a toothy grin and waved goodbye before finally speeding out of sight. I sighed walking towards the glass windows giving me perfect sight of the runway as I watched the boys enter their private jet, alongside their numerous crew members. I ran a hand through my hair, mentally taking note at what a rollercoaster of a birthday this has been for me and Shane, and how I'll be finishing it off alone in a cold apartment.
I watched as the plane taxied down the runway before taking off, reaching higher and higher into the sky before I simply couldn't see it anymore, the distance between myself and Shane growing as every second passed. I let out a sad sigh, as I finally tore my eyes away from the window, turning slowly as I hoisted my bag over my shoulder. I had always strived on my independence, I knew what this should have felt like, but I honestly couldn't explain it as anything less than excruciating. I wrapped my arms around myself as the chilly January air hit me. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, as my heart swelled as I saw his name on my screen
It'll be over before you know it
I ran my thumb over the screen, trying to reassure myself by the text, it'll be over before I know it. Sixteen weeks before I could cuddle up with Shane on our sofa again. Not having to worry about anything. I don't care what Shane says, sixteen weeks is a long time, and I for one don't think I'm going to survive it.
Okay guys, I'm not going to lie, but I actually love you all, you are fantastic. Seriously 36 reviews for the last chapter? You are incredible, you are seriously brilliant. Anyway I will eventually/soonish post that M rated one shot but I am so busy with exams at the moment that it may be a couple of weeks, I just wanted to give you this update sooner rather than later.
Tell me what you think. Also did we like Nate's squeeze for new years? It's weird how she has the same name and hair colour as me... hmm... hahah. Oh sorry if I can't have Nick Jonas in real life, I'll bloody have him in the fictional sense. And my over use of Michael Buble? Well i saw him live a week ago in London and now...now i'm in love with him.
So we are at 238 reviews right now...270 for next chapter? Get me to 280(or even 275) and you'll get your M rated one shot with the next chapter.