A/N: Sorry for the long wait! School is killing me! I hope you guys still like this! (:

Mitchie froze, pushing Shane away. She turned on her heels and walked back into the dorm. Caitlyn was awake now, she noticed, and talking to Nate. She needed to stay calm, making it appear that nothing was wrong. "How was your chat with Shane?" Nate smirked.

Mitchie fake smiled. "He was upset, just as I knew he would be."

Caitlyn seemed to be easily fooled by Mitchie's fake smiles, but Nate wasn't buying any of it. The rest of the evening was uneventful, Shane kept his distance and no other words were said.

Mitchie knew Shane wasn't going to give up, no matter how much she begged, but she also knew she wouldn't last much longer now.

The next night, Shane was to come over again to work on his project with Caitlyn, only to arrive before Caitlyn had gotten back from a study group she was at. "Where's Caitlyn?" He asked, shutting the door behind him.

"She's still studying at the library. She should be back soon." Mitchie mumbled.

"Then that gives us time to talk." He took a seat next to Mitchie on her bed.

"I don't want to talk." She protested.

"When do you ever?" He chuckled.

She stayed silent.

"How much longer are you going to pretend you don't want to give into me?" He slowly placed his hand on her upper thigh.

Her breathing hitched. "Until you realize why I can't do that again." She pushed his hand off of her and moved to the small kitchen area, looking for something to distract her.

Shane stood up as well, wrapping his arms around Mitchie's waist. His lips ghosted over her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Stop it." Mitchie begged, leaning into his touch.

"You don't want me to." He whispered in her ear.

Mitchie heard the room door being opened and took this opportunity to push Shane away from her. "Sorry I'm late, Shane. We were running a bit behind." Caitlyn sighed, dropping her bag to the ground.

"It's fine." Shane smiled.

"Is everything okay, Mitchie?" Caitlyn's eyebrows creased.

She didn't realize she had been shaking. She quickly made her way out of the room. "What did you do?!" She heard Caitlyn shout at Shane as she sprinted away.

Mitchie felt weak. This feeling had been foreign to her for so long, she forgot how horrible it had felt. But, she should have known that when Shane was around, he would tear down the barriers she had worked so hard to build up.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a hand grabbing her wrist, spinning her around and meeting Caitlyn's gaze.

Caitlyn's eyes were soft. She offered Mitchie a small smile. "Are you okay?"

Mitchie sighed. She wanted to lie and say everything would be fine and move on, but she needed to stop lying to herself. "I've seen better days." She smiled weakly. "What are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be working on your project?"

"The project can wait. I wouldn't be able to work knowing you're not okay. So, tell me what happened?" Caitlyn lightly rubbed Mitchie's back.

She took a deep breath, unsure of where she should start. "I'm sure you can guess it was Shane."

"What did he do? You looked really shaken up back there."

"I almost gave in." Mitchie whispered.

"What?"

"He told me he still loves me," Mitchie met Caitlyn's eyes. "And we kissed."

Caitlyn nodded her head. "Of course he still loves you, Mitch. Isn't it obvious?" She tried to sympathize.

"It's different when it's said out loud. It changes everything!"

"Only because you liked pretending you didn't know. You can't hide behind unspoken words anymore and that scares you."

Mitchie clenched her jaw.

"I know that isn't what you wanted to hear, but it's what you needed to hear. I know Shane being back scares you shitless and it's bringing up all these repressed feelings, but they can't stay repressed forever. It's not healthy, Mitchie. Just talk to him, it's what you both need."

Caitlyn patted Mitchie's shoulder lightly and turned on her heel, leaving Mitchie alone to process her words. Mitchie knew Caitlyn was right, she didn't like it, but she accepted it.

After another hour of thinking and clearing her head, Mitchie decided she was ready to talk. Before getting too far, Mitchie sent Caitlyn a text, asking if Shane was still with her or not. When she responded, saying no, she walked toward Shane's dorm building, hoping he would be there.

Shakily, Mitchie brought her knuckles up to knock lightly on the door. Expecting to find Shane, or his roommate, answer the door she was surprised to see Nate. "Hello, Mitchie." He grinned.

"Nate, hi. Uh, is Shane around?" She asked sheepishly.

"He just stepped out to pick up a pizza. Would you like to come in and wait for him?" He offered, opening the door wider.

She nodded and stepped inside the room, standing awkwardly in the doorway.

"You can sit down you know, make yourself comfortable."

"Thanks." She mumbled, sitting down in the chair nearest the door in the kitchen area.

"So, what did you come to talk to Shane about?" Nate asked.

Mitchie shrugged, not wanting to talk about Shane with Nate anymore than she had previously.

"Are you finally going to tell him you still love him too?" Nate smirked.

Mitchie couldn't stop the blush from spreading across her cheeks. "I just need to talk to him."

"He told me what about what happened the other day and what happened earlier today. He's really worried about you. He didn't mean to scare you so badly."

Mitchie opened her mouth to speak but decided against it and closed it again. She wanted to wait to have this conversation with Shane. She didn't want to repeat herself, knowing it would be hard enough to say everything a first time.

"Maybe I should just come back another time, when Shane is actually here." Mitchie said, a few awkward moments later, standing up and making her way over to the door.

But, as she reached for the door, Shane was already opening it and walking inside. "M-Mitchie, what are you doing here?" He stuttered, almost dropping the pizza box in his hands.

"I was actually just leaving." She said, trying to get past him, only to find herself being pulled back into the room by her wrist by Nate.

"You're not going anywhere." He said, pushing her to sit down on, what she assumed, was Shane's bed. "You two are finally going to talk whether you like it or not." He crossed the room and dragged Shane over to Mitchie, sitting him down next to her. "Fix things!" He shouted before leaving the room, shutting the door behind him.

Mitchie took a deep breath and decided to start the conversation. "I'm ready to talk, Shane, if you'll listen."

Shane nodded, trying to fight back a smile, hope sparkling in his eyes.