So, here be the chapter with my favorite Jonas Brother's song. I know. I know. It's just so beautiful. I couldn't help it. Forgive me for having writing between the lyrics, but I wanted to show Mitchie's feelings during the song. That said, lyrics are Nate singing without Shane and lyrics are Shane singing with or without Nate. It's in Mitchie POV so, obviously, she's not going to care what Nate is singing, much. I'm fairly certain I'm going to make a Naitlyn version of the story when this is done, so. No complaining, Naitlyn-ers, XD. I hope you enjoy. And forgive me if the lyrics are annoyingly written or wrong. You would not believe what I did to try and separate them.
Oh and warning: Mitchie does something really unexpected. Don't shoot me. Nothing further will happen, yet.
Chapter 19
Not as many fans as I would have liked were like the first. There were others like her, but most were more like my favorites. They were the type that were probably the reasons Caitlyn and Anastasia had less than thrilled smiles.
"Oh, you're here." One of the fans sneered. Shane smirked a little and sent her a dazzling smile, but paused just before his pen hit the paper.
He looked up at her out of the corner of his eye. "Do you have a problem with her?" He asked sweetly.
The girl instantly became tongue tied. "Um, no. No, not all, I mean, at all. I mean, god you are amazing." She sighed at the end.
I had to keep from laughing. I wrapped my arm around his and hugged him, mimicking her breathless tone, "He is pretty amazing, isn't he?" I sighed.
The girl glared at me as Shane handed her the signed piece of paper. "That wasn't nice." Shane laughed kissing the side of my head. I shrugged and let go of his arm as the next girl came up.
"I love you." One girl said and just stared at him. I cleared my throat. "Oh, could you sign this?" She handed him the newest CD case. "I love you." She said again as she was pushed out of the way for the next girl.
One of my other favorite fans? That would be miss I-think-I-dropped-my-picture-for-you-to-sign-can-you-sign-me-instead? Yes, she has a very long name. I know, right? She was wearing a super tight, super low cut shirt that her cleavage was falling out of. I self-consciously looked down for a moment. Mine were covered, but weren't half as big as hers.
"Where would you like me to sign?" Shane asked. I sighed at his stupidity. Her chest, duh. "Oh." Was his response as she leaned over the table for him to do so. I imagine it'd be hard for him to not notice them as they were staring him in the face, but he did a good job of focusing on the spot he wrote on and that was it. It was funny to see him trying to not actually touch her breast while signing it.
When she left, he whispered in my ear, "I like your's better." His voice had that edge to it again. I blushed deeply and shivered a bit. He went back to signing autographs like he didn't say anything weird.
After the signings we had a bit of time until rehearsals, but had to drive about 15 minutes to get there. When we got back on the bus, Shane and I ended up on the floor in the living room area playing with Jacob, while the others sat at the table talking.
"That was horrible." Anastasia cried. "What was wrong with the boob chick?"
"A lot." Caitlyn replied. "Shane, I can't believe you signed it."
"What?" Shane asked, having been rolling on his back with Jacob and not listening.
"You aren't supposed to say no." Nate shrugged. "It's like… the rules."
"Yeah, well. Speaking of autographs, someone not of the male persuasion seemed to sign quite a few, too." Caitlyn said smiling.
I held my breath, not sure what their reaction was exactly. "Yeah. I was completely surprised."
"I can't believe my best friend is famous!" Caitlyn laughed happily.
I shot back, "You are too, Cait."
"We aren't as famous as you are. And we don't want to be. We're famous because of the guys. You're famous because of Shane and because of your voice." Anastasia argued.
"Which they heard because of Shane." I replied.
"Mitchie, will you accept that you have an amazing voice and that people like it and that you are famous, more famous then us, please?" Caitlyn cried.
The entire time I was afraid of my friend's being jealous of the attention I was getting, I never stopped to really think. These are my friends and they shouldn't be jealous of me. They should be happy for me. Which they were. I also knew they were all getting frustrated with my self doubt. I laughed, finally, realizing they were right. "Yeah. Fine. Just don't let it go to my head, alright? I'd hate to end up like Tess." I paused. "Or worse, like Shane." I giggled as he looked at me from underneath our puppy.
"Hey!" He cried.
"Love you pop star." I leaned over my folded legs and kissed him softly. Jacob sniffed my face. "Thanks, pup." I laughed moving away.
"Oh!" Nate said suddenly, startling all of us. "Guys, meeting." He hopped over the back of the booth and onto the couch.
"What?" We all asked.
He was heading to the back. "Shane, Jason. C'mere." He said. Shane handed me Jacob as Jason slid out of the booth. They shared confused looks as they were beckoned again. The door separating the front of the bus from bathroom/bedroom area was closed behind them.
A few minutes later, they reemerged and acted like nothing had happened. "What's up?" I asked as Shane joined me on the couch now.
"Nothing." He smiled. "Oh, girls, you can't come to rehearsal." He said very nonchalantly.
"Why not?" We cried out.
"Because then yo- Ow. Nate, that hurt." Jason cried out as Nate kicked him under the table.
"What, Jase?" Anastasia tried getting him to tell her the big secret.
"Nope. Nate'll kick me again." He shook his head.
"Think of it as… pay back?" Shane suggested.
"For?" I asked looking over at him.
"Surprising us. Now we're surprising you."
Anastasia rolled her eyes. "You're so stupid sometimes, Shane. It's not 'pay back' when you enjoyed the surprise." She teased, laughing at him.
He went right back at her. "Yeah, but the anxiety prior to the surprise? Not so fun. So while we were upset last night because you didn't answer your phones, you now get to sit for 3 hours doing who knows what, wondering, what is this big surprise?"
"You're an idiot, Shane." She laughed.
He laughed back, "Have you met your boyfriend?"
"Hey." She pouted wrapping her arms around him. "I love my idiot."
"Am I being insulted?" Jason asked. We laughed and told him no. "Good." He kissed Anastasia and we all laughed a bit harder.
When we arrived at the concert hall, the guys said good-bye and got off the bus. The girls and I finally noticed that the big tractor trailer that had been with us last night hadn't been all day. It was sitting in the parking lot by the back stage entrance.
"What now?" I asked as we sat on the couch staring at one another.
"Would you like me to take you to the mall or something?" Donnie offered. "The bus is unmarked, so we can easily pull up to the mall's back entrance unnoticed."
"Girls, I just got a wicked idea." Anastasia smirked. "Let's make sure the boys get some 'pay back' of their own, huh?" Caitlyn and I shared a look, unknowing what she was up to.
A half an hour later, we knew. "That is super short." Caitlyn gasped as Anastasia passed her a denim skirt. "I am not wearing that."
I laughed. "I'm sure Nick would like it. Besides, you've worn skirts that short before."
"Except, I always have something under them. Like skinny jeans or something." She looked pointedly at Anastasia, "Are you going to let me wear something under this?"
"Nope." She said making a popping noise at the end of the word. Caitlyn gave me an 'I-told-you-so' look.
"Try it on, it might not be that bad." I assured her.
Anastasia laughed as she handed me an outfit, while Caitlyn grudgingly headed off to try on the skirt. "No!" I gasped seeing the shirt.
Caitlyn heard me, and yelled back, "You have to!" I glared and stomped off to the dressing room next to hers.
"Come on guys, stop pouting." Anastasia said as she entered the one on the other side of Caitlyn.
"I look like a whore." Caitlyn complained opening the door.
"At least you can fill out the top she gave you." I argued coming out as well.
"Cry babies." Anastasia said opening the door.
We looked at each other and appraised each of us. Caitlyn had on a denim skirt that was admittedly a bit short. But it was still decent. Her shirt was corset like in design, showing off her tiny waist. It had a square neckline that went from next to neck at the top to the farthest possible point at her chest. Her shoulders were covered and it flattered her quiet well.
"I like it." I decided. Anastasia smiled in triumph and agreed. Caitlyn begrudgingly agreed to the top but swore she was at least wearing fishnets under the skirt. We agreed.
Next was Anastasia, who looked amazing. She had on super skinny jeans, jeans being something we almost never see her in, and a tight t-shirt/vest combo.
"Wow. I haven't seen you in anything that tight since the night you slept over." I commented.
"Her bra does not count as tight clothing." Caitlyn commented. "I like it. You have a good figure, you can pull off the tight look. You wear the vests a lot but they're always covering you, not flattering you."
"I know." She shrugged. "I don't like showing off much."
"We know. Now, can we please tell me how ridiculous I look so I can change?" I asked. Anastasia knew better than to give me something tight like she did Caitlyn, but she was still pushing the limits with my shirt. It was a strapless shirt that had tight elastic around the chest and then flowed outward. Not unlike something I would have worn on my own, if it had had some type of sleeves or straps.
"Why? You look really good." Caitlyn complimented. "And your skirt is longer than mine."
"Yeah, but it's also tighter than yours." Caitlyn's skirt had more moving room than mine did. Granted it was longer, but still.
"Both of you stop complaining and get changed." Anastasia commanded. We grumbled but did as she said.
We took the clothes up to the register, and were surprised when Donnie handed the lady a credit card. He had been with us to keep an eye on us while we shopped. "Donnie, you don't have to. We had it covered."
"Nonsense. That's a company expenses card. Rich said to make sure you girls were entertained. This entertained you." He explained.
We laughed and headed off to buy shoes. We ended up buying three new pairs of boots we would all undoubtedly end up wearing. The beauty of having friends with the same sized shoe as you.
By the time we got back, the guys had just finished rehearsal and were goofing off outside with their band. We watched as they seemed to be playing tag or play fighting or something. We weren't really sure. When the guys came back on the bus they were smiling and laughing.
"What did you end up doing?" Shane asked laying his head in my lap on the couch.
I ran my fingers through his hair, knowing they were going to straighten it again anyway. "Went shopping."
"What'd you buy?" He asked nuzzling my stomach a little like Jacob often did. "Oof." Speaking of Jacob, he jumped on Shane's stomach at that point.
"New boots." I said smiling.
"Mmm. You gonna wear them tonight?" He asked.
"I don't know. Maybe." I smiled knowingly. "Shane!" I giggled as he rubbed his face against my stomach again.
"Hmmm?" He looked up at me sleepily.
"That tickled." I said smiling at the adorable look on his face.
"Oh well." He shrugged. I rolled my eyes.
Rich came in a few minutes later. "Guys. You've got to get ready for the show." The three boys made noises of complaint, but followed anyway. "Girls, are you coming?" Rich asked before he left the bus.
"Actually, I'm going to bring them in later." Donnie answered for us. Rich nodded and closed the door. "Those boys are not going to be able to concentrate at all later, are they?" He asked knowingly.
We smiled as innocently as we could. With our hair already done, we touched up our makeup and got dressed, adding minor changes to the outfits. Caitlyn wore her fishnets like promised, and they really did add to the overall look. Anastasia added a big belt slanting across her hips. I put a shrug on over my shoulders, despite Anastasia's protests. Donnie smiled at us as we emerged from the back. He had opened the side for us to have more room, but it was still a bit of a challenge to get dressed.
"You three are evil. I like it." He laughed.
He handed us back stage passes and lead us to where the guys would be getting ready. Each of them had their own dressing room, so we parted ways. I knocked on Shane's door and stuck my head. I was struck for a minute as I realized he was in just his boxers, but remembering it was something I had seen before, I was able to move into the room. He was in the process of putting on his incredibly tight white jeans.
"I'll be there in a minute, damn." He said barely looking over his shoulder.
"Need help, pop star?" I asked closing the door behind me. He turned around quickly, facing me.
"Hey." He smiled at me before his eyes began drifting. I saw his eyes sweep over me before coming back to my own. "New boots?" He asked, the edge returning to his voice.
"And maybe a new outfit." I smiled as I moved closer. He had managed to get his jeans up where they belonged before getting sidetracked, so they were hanging up on his hips. Surprising both of us I reached forward and zipped them for him.
He looked down confused. "I can't believe you just did that." He looked back up at me smiling. "What happened to my shy, innocent Mitchie?" He asked laughing slightly.
"What?" I asked shrugging innocently. "I can't help my boyfriend?" I answered, not exactly sure what possessed me to do that in the first place.
"I didn't get to help you get dressed." He pouted.
I laughed. "Something tells me you wouldn't have let me get dressed."
He nodded in agreement. "That's why it a good thing I probably didn't."
He pulled me to him and stood there with his hands on my hips just looking at me. "What?" I asked blushing.
He lowered his head closer to mine. "Remember that conversation we had at Christmas? About me wanting to do inappropriate things to you?" He whispered against my lips.
"Yeah." I whispered back.
"We're back there again." I smiled and kissed him softly.
"Sorry. I'll sure to not help you get dress anymore." I teased softly.
He laughed sarcastically. "Ha. You're funny." He kissed me again before moving away from me to finish getting dressed. I sat on the counter and watched him. I was swinging my legs, but made sure to keep my knees close together. "That is severely distracting, Miss Torres." He said from the other side of the room.
"What is?" I asked, honestly having no idea.
He laughed. "Never mind. Alright, time to go get my hair fixed, since someone decided to play with it earlier."
I smiled. "Well if it was curly…" I began as he gave me a look. "Fine, I'll be quiet."
"I'll wash it out tonight for you, okay?" He said softly as we stopped by the door.
"You don't have to…" I protested. He kissed me and rolled my eyes.
"I want to. If it makes you happy…" He shrugged and we made our way to the dressing room with all of the hair and make up stuff in it.
Caitlyn, Anastasia and I were in awe. We'd never watched a concert from back stage and it was pretty cool. Everything looks so flawless when you're in the crowd, but in reality, it's hectic back stage. Each time the guys took a break and ran back stage to change their shirts or something, it was crazy. The best part about watching from back stage? Watching your boyfriend jump around in tight jeans from behind. Especially when he has a nice rear to look at. Okay, at least that was the best for me. But they were amazing. The girls and I sang along to every song. We found ourselves quite easily getting used to being backstage at concerts for the rest of the summer.
Except the guys didn't like that idea.
"How's everyone doing so far?" Shane asked. The crowd cheered. "Okay, we've got a surprise for you. This is our last song though. You see, our girlfriends surprised us last night by coming on tour early." For a split second we thought Shane was dragging me out on stage.
"And while we've been gone, we've missed them." Nate explained.
"A lot." Jason added.
Shane laughed, "Yeah, a lot. So we, well mostly Nate inspired by my whining, wrote them this song… that they haven't heard yet."
"Caitlyn, Mitchie, Stas. Come out here." Nate instructed. We won't move, too shocked to do so. Caitlyn and I glared at Anastasia as they guys came back and brought us out on stage. Roadies brought out chairs for us to sit on as well as the guys. Shane's guitar and a piano were brought out on stage, too.
"This is called When You Look Me In The Eyes." Nate said from behind the piano.
"Ooh ooh yeah," Nate sang,
Ooh ooh yeah.
When Shane sang, he was looking me in the eyes. I knew the others were there, too, experiencing the same thing, but it felt like just Shane and I at that moment.
If the heart is always searching
Can you ever find a home?
Nate's voice didn't even phase me.
I've been looking for that someone
I never make it on my own.
I laughed, knowing that line was about Shane more than the others.
Dreams can't take the place of loving you.
I smiled remembering the many times Shane has told me that.
There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.
When you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything's alright
When you're right here by my side
When you look me in the eyes
I catch a glimpse of heaven
I find my paradise
When you look me in the eyes.
How long will I be waiting to be with you again?
Another thing Shane said to many times.
I'm gonna tell you that I love you in the best way that I can
I can't take a day without you here
He probably couldn't. I'm sure I had tears pouring down my face, but I didn't notice.
You're the light that make my darkness disappear.
When you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything's alrightWhen you're right here by my side
When you look me in the eyesI catch a glimpse of heaven
I find my paradise
When you look me in the eyes
More and more, I start to realize
I can reach my tomorrowI can hold my head up high
And it's all because you're by my side
When you look me in the eyesAnd tell me that you love me
Everything's alrightWhen you're right here by my side
When I hold you in my arms
I know that it's forever
I just got to let you know
I never wanna let you go
Nate kept singing, but I was focused on Shane. I only heard his background lyrics behind Nate.
Because
Everything's alright
By my sideWhen you look me in the eyes,
oh, yeah, ah, oh, yeah
The crowd erupted screaming and cheering, but neither the guys, nor us were paying attention. We were too busy kissing with everything we had.
Hope that wasn't too painful to follow. I've been planning that for a while. :D