Chapter 19

Nate left two hours later, just before 8pm. He had school work to finish. it was quite obvious he didnt want to leave, and I kind of felt bad for him. Can you believe it? Me, Mitchie Torress feeling bad for Nate? Me feeling bad for anyone! What has the world come to? More than him, I didnt like seeing Caity's dissapointed face.

Guess who's my favourite person in the world today? Brad Pennington. Well, the Pennington's....all of them. I dont think they're exactly Shane's favourite people in the world, but I dont care! Because they made Shane and Jason stay! Can you beileve it? Jason was pshyched because he loves the beach or anything to do with nature, but I also think he was excited to make new friends. Ever since they moved to Miami they havent really been in touch with any of their friends, because they were all in LA. And I think that might have been a concious decision - not to shut everyone out, but just to take their time out and see who is actually being true to them and who isnt. I understand in a way because I dont think any of them wants to be used like Shane was by Cheryl.

Shane didnt want to make new friends. Not because he's snobby, but because he is kind of like that. He's a private person. He doesnt let a lot of new people in from what I've seen. Its been a concious decision on his part because I guess he wants to stay guarded. I cant believe I'm saying all of this. I sound kind of mature actually. Shane would have gotten in the car and ran off with Nate if it wasnt for Brad who was insisting on them staying so much that I wouldnt be surprised of he got down on his knees, seriously. Ashley seemed more excited to see him than I was, which was kind of amusing. I was expecting her to jump him any second and she probably would have if Silver didnt drag her away in the end.

It was suggestion that the boys should stay because we were all apparently going on a cruise around the coast tomorrow on the ship he owned, and no one tells me where I'm going they just assume that I know. Not that I had an option they would drag me along anyway. So he wanted the boys to come along so there would be more people, speaking frankly. Shane didnt want to stay. Not because he didnt like the penningtons I think he actually likes Silver! Not like like, but as a friend which is good. He needs normal people in his life, but because he didnt want to interrupt my weekend. No need to worry about that Shane, the Penningtons have already made plans for me so....Anyway he didnt want to stay because he knew I needed this weekend to get out of the crazziness of my life, just to have a breather and he didnt want his presence to spoil it for me.

I wanted him to stay though because there was really nothing else for me to do. I wasn't really getting all that much time with Caity and I think we were both having fun with the Penningtons, even if they were distryoing our weekend so might as well add Shane to the mix. At least the love of my life would be with me. How cheesy is that? The love of my life....

Shane ended up staying and I wanted to kiss him so bad! Random...but that was what I was thinking plus, I had a lot of stuff to ask him.

"How was the interview? Did you take any pictures?"

Caity had obviously already asked that question to Nate and I had heared that it went well but I wanted to hear what Shane had to say.

"Good." He smiled, handing me his phone to check out the pictures he got. "They mostly asked questions on the promotion of the movie and some other stuff."

Did they ask you if you were seeing someone? I badly wanted to ask him that, but not now, later maybe.

"I saw the promo!" I suddenly jumped up, remembering. "It's awesome! You look hot."

"I always do." He grinned proudly.

"Someones a little too modest." I poked his side, pushing him a little towards the water.

"Well, you know me!" He yelled across the distance between us.

The beach was peacefull and quiet in the night, mostly because there werent actually many people present in the beach houses. Caity was asleep, Jason was asleep and the Penningtons were in their house sleeping so I didnt have to worry about them seeing Shane and me together. Mom called and already knew that Jason and Shane were staying and she pretty much made me make them stay at our place instead of the Penningtons eventhough they were insisting so much. Not that I had a problem, I get to spend more time with Shane dearest. I, on the other hand was quite surprised that mom didnt have a problem with them staying over because after all Caity and I are girls and they are boys, but I think mom trusts them too much and thats probably why. She actually didnt even say anything to me about sleeping in Shanes room the whole night of the party, so I guess I should have known she would have a problem with them staying, although I dont think dad is too happy with the idea. He called me to tell me that there was pepper spay under my bed. I nearly choked on my drink laughing. End note: Mom trusts us.

Shane placed his arms around my shoulders, giving them a slight squeeze and planted a kiss in my hair. "Oooh I love this one!" I excitedly pointed towards his touch screen, wrapping an arm around his waist, pulling him closer to me to show him the picture I was talking about.

"Thats one of Jasons favourites too." He smiled. "Hey, sorry for intruding on your weekend."

I looked up at him, his eyes locked on my face and gave a small reassuring sueeze to his side. "Please....that was the last thing you did. I'm glad you're here otherwise I'm sure Ashley would have stir fried my brains, placed them in a serving dish and handed them around for everyone to eat."

"Ashley is really something, but still this was your weekend. I'm sorry, I would have gone even with everyone insisting but stupid Jason had to stay and see the coast or something tomorrow."

"Hey, dont blame Jason." I laughed. "I'm glad he stayed because that made you stay. I wanna be around you as much as possible! Not to sound clingy or anything, but still..."

"You're not clingy." He poked me, bearing a grin on his beautiful face.

"Hey! Thats my thing! I'm the one who pokes in this relationship!" I giggled, pushing him towards the water again.

"Oh yeah? you wanna bet on that?" He mischeviously asked, raising his eyebrows and taking a few steps towards me.

"Shane....No! Dont..you know I'm ticklish!" I shook my head, turning on my heels and running the opposite direction. Why was everyone making me run today? Was it the national Make-Mitchie-run-till-her-feet-dont-work-no-more day?

Looking behind my shoulder I saw Shane running behind me, at full speed, still with that huge grin on his face. I was too surprised to see how much he had catched up that I didnt have the time to make my feet move and he smacked into me, him falling on top of me on the damp sand. My breathing stopped for a split second as I registered the weight of him on top of me, my hands falling on his shoulders and both of us laughing together as he rolled on his side to get off of me.

"Maybe I can poke you now." Shane said, putting on a naughty teeth showing smile. "....Or I could tickle you?" He poked my sides and I arched up at the sudden tickling sensation.

"No Shane...please!" I begged in between my laughs. Yes, I was ticklish. Very ticklish and I guess Shane found that out earlier when he saw me running all around the house away from Justin, who had decided it would be fun to tickle me. "Please Sha-...Shane!" I yelled, my face turning red with laughter. "Ple-...leees!" I placed my hands on his chest, trying to push him off, but he was too strong for me. "Sha-aaane."

"Fine...fine! I'll stop now." He assured, moving his hands away from me as I let out a sigh of relief. "Just letting you know, that was for poking me in the morning though....my revenge." He joked, still hovering over me. His hands were placed on either side of me, supporting him. I smiled at him as he leaned down and kissed me.

"I love you." He said looking up at me and the smile on my face got wider. I could swear I could feel my cheeks blushing and I realized it was the second time he said it to me. The first time the day I was crying and the second now. I was kind of glad he wasnt one of those guys who said I love you to you in every sentance they spoke. They were annoying. Call me crazy, I dont like it if a guy keeps reminding me he loves me. Of course you do thats why we're together, duh and I feel in the relationships where people keep saying I love you over and over again, they're just trying to remind themselves that they love that person and they are insecure. I maybe a jealous bitch but I'm not insecure.

"I love you too, Shane." I replied. He leaned down again, kissing me, this time full of passion. He cupped my face with both of his hands, the sand covering my cheeks. I could taste sand in my mouth but I wasnt complaining. I threw my hands around his neck as he kissed me again. I felt his warm tounge lick my bottom lip, begging for entrance to which I did not give entrance to, not so soon. "Mitchie." He whined into my lips. I just grinned, tugging at the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me, if that was possible. "Shane." I teased in the same tone he used, meeting his frustrated eyes. "Stop being such a tease and let me kiss you." He moaned, kissing my jaw-line. "But you are kissing me, Shane." I said in a mocking tone. It was fun teasing him, seeing how easily he got frustrated. "Properly." He elaborated.

He placed a couple more sandy kisses down my jaw-line and into my neck, his warm breath falling onto the nook inbetween my neck and shoulders, while his hands fell to my waist, massaging my sides, his whole body weight on me. I bit my lower lip to stop a moan escaping from me, but couldnt stop my body from arching upwards into him. "Shane." I whispered, letting out a sigh.

"Hmm.." He muttered into my skin, his lips still massaging my neck.

"Fuck. Okay, just kiss me." I gave in, my hands clutching his biceps.

I felt him smirk into my neck as he raised himself higher so that his face was merely millimeres away from mine, his hands still on my hips. "Look who's eager now." He teased, his lips faintly brushing against mine, his warm, sweet breath sending shivers down my spine.

My whole back was covered in sand. I could feel the powder clinging to my skin and I could see lumps of it at the back of my raised arms. My legs felt irratated and itchy and I found myself cursing under my breath for wearing my jean shorts. Fine. If he was gonna be a tease let him, but I wasnt any less than him, just for the record. I carefully raised my right leg, placing my feet firmly on the damp sand and then slowly running it up and down Shanes bare leg, he like me was also wearing shorts. I felt Shane gasp when he finally registered what I was doing and the sides of my lips immediately twitched, forming a smile. "Mitchie." He groaned and I smiled again. "Stop that." He demanded, his voice weak.

I sang out a laugh, repeating my actions with my feet again. "You know you love it." I pushed my head slightly higher, crashing our lips together and pushing my hands through his thick black hair, letting them stay at the back of his neck while he worked on my lips. Both of our tounges battled for dominance as soon as his entered my mouth, exploring every inch of it. My hands clutched into fists, grabbing the hair at the back of his head as he continued kissing me, a moan escaping my mouth.

Shane got off of me after a couple more seconds, laying down beside me on the sand, both of us out of breath and sweaty. The wind on the beach was no use. That was one of the things I hated about the beach. In the day its so fucking hot and in the night there are winds but they're stuffy and warm. The winds in the day time are much cooler even in the presence of the sun.

"Now I have sand everywhere." Shane complained in a mocking tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did the sand hurt you?" I joked, rolling on my side so that I was face to face with him. His face was fulshed with the most glorious shade of pink burning his cheeks. "C'mon." I patted his chest, getting on my knees to stand up. "I can pretty much taste sand inside my stomach. We need to shower."

"We?" He asked, a smirk on his face.

"Don't get any ideas." I playfully pushed him. "You in your bathroom and me in my bathroom."

"I know." He kissed my temple, running his hand down my arm and then interwining our fingers togther. "But there's this slight problem. I dont have any clothes."

"Good. My years of fantasizing of seeing you naked will finally come true tonight." I winked.

He was silent. And I laughed.

"Joke." I laughed again. "Gosh, dont people take jokes anymore these days?"

"It's kind of creepy you know, even though I've heard that a lot of times before." He smiled at me.

"I bet you have, but yeah...it wasnt completely a joke."

"So you dream of me naked or something?" He asked, his eyebrows raised and a smirk still on his face.

"Not everyday, but yeah sometimes." I admitted, biting my lower lip in embarrassment. Hey, at least I was being honest here. At least there was someone I could be honest with.

"That's kind of funny if you think about it, funny but creepy, but still funny." He assured, smiling at me.

"Gee thanks Shane." I muttered. "Okay anyway me being the wonderful person I am, thought that maybe, just maybe by chance I just might miss you this weekend....you know, you being my boyfriend and all." I smirked. "So I had the most wonderful idea I could possibly have this morning. While I was finishing my packing, I threw in your t-shirt and shorts to sleep in , you know the ones I refused to return?" I asked in a smug tone. " 'cause they're like super comfy so you can wear them." I sent him a huge grin. "You're lucky I brought the shorts 'cause like I was planning on sleeping in only your t-shirt because it's so fucking long, well for me anyway. And the shorts just got thrown in because they were placed near the t-shirt." I ended, giving him every last detail.

"You're a life saver."

"I know." I said, proudly as we reached the front steps to the house.

Everyone was asleep, of course. That was why we could actually go for a walk and not get caught. I first took him to my bedroom where I gave him his t-shirt and shorts telling him that he could only borrow them as they were officially my property now, to which he agreed gracefully and then I showed him to his room, gave him a towel and waited outside the bathroom door for him to give me his dirty cothes so that I could throw hem into the washing machine along with my clothes. They'll be good as new tomorrow morning and no one will suspect a thing! See, I'm the master planner here.

Getting the sand out of my hair was a tougher job than I thought. It literally stuck to my scalp, no I'm not joking. I had to run water down my hair for a good twenty minutes just to get rid of it and then I shampood and conditioned. I felt much cleaner, although I could still feel little grains of sand in my hair which I tried to remove with my comb. Not much luck there though.

I yawned for what felt like the tenth time in the past hour. It had been three hours since I had showered and kissed Shane goodnight and yet I couldnt sleep. Not because I wasnt sleepy, but because I was scared. No joke. Yes I was scared - the great Micthie Torres was scared. Not of anyone but just genuinly scared, I'm not sure of what though. I just cant sleep in new places. I'm scared of sleeping alone in new rooms. I have actually slept in my room before, but I would always have Caity to sleep with me whenever we came here, but now since my parents werent here she decided she wanted to experience the luxuries of their room.

My room wasnt scary at all, but the stupid flying curtains were! It was really stupid how freaked out I felt. The winds were blowing non stop, making me wonder how bigs the waves would be now, causing the curtains in my room to dance around making odd shadows. I could close the window if I had one. My room had a stupid open balcony overlooking the ocean, which I couldnt actually close. Every now and then when the winds would calm down I would close my eyes, cover my head with my blanket - it was my sheild. And tell myself to go to sleep. It never worked tough because I always ended up thinking of the shadows the curtains were making and what if they were'nt shadows at all? What if they were ghosts? Yes, I believe in ghosts. I also believe in aliens. I tried sleeping with the light on, no use. Tried sleeping with the light of, double no use. Tried sleeping with my headphones on, playing my favourite songs, no use either. Finally defeated, I went over to the room Caity was sleeping in to go get her to sleep with me. It was locked. Fuck her. Then I went over to Shanes room, it wasnt locked but I knocked.

"Huh? Micthie?" Shane asked, opening the door, rubbing his sleepy eyes to make sure he wasnt dreaming.

"I'm scared." I said, embarrassed.

"Wh- are you, okay?" He asked, suddenly alert. "Why arent you sleeping? Is anyone there?" His voice was drowsy and I kind of felt bad for waking him up. A part of me wanted to turn around, tell him everthing was okay and go back to my room but another part of me knew that I wouldnt be able to sleep till dawn if I did that.

"No, no.." I shook my head. "I'm fine. I just...I'm scared in my room."

"Oh, Micthie..." He laughed lightly, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the dark room. The first thing I noticed when I entered was that the curtains were also flying, well honestly it was the second thing I noticed. The first thing I notcied was that Shane was shirtless. My dirty little mind.

"Sleep here then....I dont mind. I'm so sleepy." He mumbled, locking the door behind him.

"I'm sorry I woke you." I said, meekly going over to the untouched side of his bed.

"Not a problem." He assured me as I got under the covers. I cannot sleep without the covers if its minus twenty degrees outside or seventy degrees outside, it's just something weired about me.

"Where's your t-shirt?" I couldnt help ask. Sue me.

"Its hot." He replied.

So are you.

"Oh." I nodded into my pillow as he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into his chest.

"Goodnight Shane."

"Goodnight, Mitch."

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