"What do they know?" He asked, looking down at me.
"I'm so sorry Shane, I should have told you earlier, I went out with Davide yesterday. I didnt want to but I did and I'm sorry. Please dont be mad." I spoke into his shirt, my voice coming out in a muffled tone. 'I'm so sorry." I didnt even know I had started sobbing untill I detached myself from his body, standing straight, the tears caushing a part of his dark blue plaided shirt to cling to his chest.
"Hey..." He spoke, his voice so soothing, I could feel the tears stop. This was so unlike me - crying. But I guess it's a new part of me, something I should get used to. "Shhh...don't cry. I know. I saw you guys outside you;re place when you came back last night." He smiled down at me, wiping away my tears. "Looked like you guys had fun, you were smiling."
"I did, but I'm sorry. I promise nothing happened, instead I told him that I wanted to be just friends. I'm so sorry, please dont be mad."
"Im not mad." He smiled, again. "Theres no need to cry. He's you're friend you can go out with him. I'm not mad at all."
"In that case can I just tell you that your ex-girlfriend is the biggest ass I havnt met in my life." I informed, still holding on to him.
"We have a problem, Shane. Look at this." Nate handed Shane the magazine. "The lable is gonna throw a fit and the producers are gonna have a heart attack."
"Oh god...Cheryl."
Second period went. Third period went, so did forth and during the time of fifth I found myself with Shane, just not in music class. Instead, him and Jason were busy making calls. Jason was busy trying to stop the magazine from going any further, but I think we all realized that would be useless after we found out that the magazine had circulated the whole school by the end of first period and the news was already being talked and debated about in gossip sites.
Shane, Jason and Nates phones had been blasting ever since every other soul in the plant found out. Magazines, newspapers, gossip sites, radio stations everyone calling. I was glad no one knew my new number. Shane didnt need to call Cheryl and ask her what the heck this shit was about because she called before he could, just to make sure that he knew about this new breaking news. Ofcourse he knew you pshcho you're the one who fucking made sure the magazine circulated my school before any place else.
Do you know how much hate Shane was getting, already? He was getting more hate then I thought I'd get. Although I had yet to go out in front of everyone but still all the comments about this news on the internet were just too harsh. Some people telling him to kill himself because he cheated on the saint known as Cheryl Woodcoff. My ass. They dont even know the truth and they're just alleging and gossiping. It's frustrating.
The school authority had surprisingly been supportive of us. Connect 3's classes for the day had been suspened along with mine and Davides because of the havoc caused by the magazine. The whole scool came literally hounding ouside music class trying to figure out what was happening between me, Nate, Jason, Davide and Shane inside. And on top of that they actually believe I'm three timing two thirds of Connect three and Davide. How wonderful?
"Well, on the bright side your movie is getting a fuck load of publicity because of the psycho." I pointed out as I watched Shane and Jason walk backwards and forwards in the room, phone in hand, dilaing different numbers while Nate sat in silence next to me.
I didnt have anything to say. He didnt have anything to say because all we could hear were the screaming executives from the record lable on the other end of the phone. I dont understand why they were screaming at them. Its Cheryl's fault. All her fault, but I guess this news has some what damaged their image, the world ofcourse taking the wounded girlfriends side.
"This news isnt good for the band. Like you saw online, everyone is calling Shane a A-class douche and asking him to kill himself." Nate said, pointing towards the page his phone was open at on some gpssip site I noticed but my mind was too fucked up to actually remember much of it.
It was ridiculous how much hate he was getting. He broke up with his girlfriend, he didnt kill a kitten. If only that was the story, it would have been much easier.
I, on the other hand was being called a whore who just go lucky and deserves national humiliation. I think I was too shocked at what was being said about me to actually care and feel any sort of sadness, but I knew my breaking point was going to come soon. This was all to new for me and being the talk of the town just for a couple of hours had made me have enough of it. I was about to cry when I first read about everything said about me and the guys, but I didnt want to cry, because it was stupid even though it his my pride big time.
Did I mention that the paparrazzi were lined outside the school waiting for the first glimps of the girl who fucked two thirds of Connect Three? And here Nate was begining to give me training in what I should say to them which ultimately came to a concluson that I'm not allowed to say a single word to them. Nothing. I'm supposed to drop my head down and answer no questions or even say a single 'hi' to them. Not like I was planning on speaking to the paparrazi.
Out of all of the shockers I recieved within the last couple of hours I think the most was what Caity and the gang had to say. I would have hit her after I found out that she knew all along. All these fucking weeks she was onto me, waiting for me to tell her the truth. Can you imagine how I felt when I heard that? She wasnt mad at me though. She was too busy trying to protect me. According to her no matter what may happen it wasnt physically possible for me to hate Shane Gray, hence her suspicion starting from there when I told her I'm over him. She ofcourse told her boyfriend and Davide, Justin and Jessica and they all sat at lunch in school the day before we left for the beach house convincing Davide to ask me out. Do you know how I had to stop myself from breaking something then? Seriously, bestfriend.
So my closest friends had all been gathering around a table at lunch making plans to get the truth out from me while I went missing looking for my lunch money and ended up in Shanes classroom. And remember that night when I went to help Nate with his school work and Shane met me in Nates room, well Nate knew Shane was there that is apperntly why he took so long bringing the ice-cream and was screaming from the stairs that he's coming up so that we would know and I would kick Shane out. Nate was the person that deserved a kick then, seriously. And then he asked me if Shane had disturbed me.
I failed big time.
In normal circumstances I would have hated all of my friends for planning all of this behind my back, but this wasnt a normal circumstance. I had been lying to them and it was all done for me to just come out and tell them the truth, although unfortunately that never happened.
Dad called a million times to find out if I was okay, but mom didnt even once. Not that I was expecting or wanted any of them to call, but I think mom didnt because she was still mad at me for hiding everything and now she's gonna be asked shit by people in the interviews she has for her new book. I can just imagine it right now.
"All the damage is done and theres nothing we can do now. The lable is freaking out because of the bad press, but they'll get over it." Jason finally said, putting his phone down and looking at us in defeat.
"I never thought Cheryl could stoop so low. I just..." Shane shook his head. "I'm so sorry Mitchie. I'm so sorry about all you've had to face because of her today. I should have been more alert. I should have known. Davide, I'm sorry to you too, man. You just got dragged into this without reason."
"Its not your fault, Shane. You dont have to be sorry." I assured, looking at his worried face. "I'm sorry I was stupid enough to not notice them following me around."
"All the damage has been done now and theres nothing we can do. We'll probably release a statement later on today or tomorrow so that most of the speculation stops. Now the big question is how we're gonna get Mitchie and Davide out of here. Our security is gonna take a couple more hours to land so it's us who have to do something." Nate announced, his face serious.
"I can go home alone. It's not a problem. They wont be after me they'll be more after Micthie." Davide assured.
"No. I'll drive you." Jason pressed. "The paparrazzi can be a little crazy."
"I need to talk to Mitchie alone. I'm going to take her home." Shane announced. His tone was such that no one had the courage to argue any further except Jason being the older brother he is.
"Every inch of the school outside is lined with papparazzi. Police are waiting outside incase something happens. It wont be okay if you and Mitchie go out there together at this moment..."
"So you want me to hide under a rock and deny being with Mitchie?" Shane argued. His eyes were raging, like they had caught fire. He was pissed at the whole situation, I knew that. He was pissed big time at Cheryl.
You know, I had never seen Shane angry except for that day at the party when I was dancing with that random dude. He just wasnt that kind of a person. He was quiet, calm and composed. Yet fun and lively. The type that would sit for hours and listen to you. The type that didnt judge. The type you knew you could say everything to.
"No. I'm not saying that Shane. Calm down bro." Jason cooed. "All I'm saying is that if you wanna talk to Mitchie then fine. She's your girlfriend talk to her, no one is stopping you, but don't go out there with her alone. I'll drive Mitchie home, Nate can take Davide and then you follow us home and take Mitchie wherever you want to, and talk."
"Or Justin could take Mitchie home." Davide suggested.
Remember all of those days when I was scared of Justin giving Shane a black eye or freaking out or just being plain mad when he finds out? Well, guess what he did when he actually did find out. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Okay, yeah he didnt do nothing exactly because when he came to school he was suddenly being surrounded by a whole group of people asking a bunch of questions about todays hot headline so he came and visited me like I was a patient in some sort of a hospital in the classroom the five of us were sitting at to see if I was okay. And to tell me that he knew from the day I went to get my lunch money, never returned to lunch and turned down Davide for the first time.
"He could Dave, but the principle made sure that admist everything that is happeneing all classes are taking place properly and there is a strict order that no student should be allowed out of class till the end of school so they wont let Justin out." The big brother strikes again!
"It makes no sense because you and I know well enough that they're gonna follow us, so why do you have to take Mitchie?" Shane argued again.
Hello, Mitchie is still in the room.
By the end of fifth period and begining of sixth period Jason, Shane and Nate decided we better get the hell out of the school premises before its time to go home for the rest of the school because it will be havoc if the whole school population will be waiting for us. They were sure they'd be able to handle the paparrazzi.
I was so star struck at the mumber of paparazzi present that like the fool I am, I just stared at them blankly like I had never seen guys with cameras before. Shane was by me the whole time it took for us to get out of the school, into the parking lot and out of there, holding me close and keeping mum about the whole situation to the paparazzi. I think they, themselves were surprised that Shane and I came out of the school together hand in hand and drove off together. They didnt expect that because it somewhat confirms the false story Cheryl has been feeding them, causing them to go into a frenzzy. They were literally trying to shove their cameras into our faces not to forget the millions of questions thew threw at us.
Is it true that you and Mitchie are officially a couple now?
What do you have to say about the allegations Cheryl has put on you, Shane?
Will you still be promoting your movie with her next month?
Is it true you cheated?
Shane, what do you have to say about the pictures of Mitchie kissing Nate?
Are you two brothers in talking terms?
Give us the peace sign!
Give us the peace sign? How about I give you the fuck off sign?
Thank god the police were there who were actually able to keep them under some sort of control. Once inside the vehicle I felt a wave of relief flow through me. I felt protected and less afraid of what was happening because frankly everything that was going on around me had started scaring me.
"You're okay, right Mitch?" Shane asked as he zoomed out of the parking lott. "Mitch..."
"Huh..?" I looked at him, suddenly realising he was talking to me. I was too busy staring at the road and trying to sink in what just happened seconds ago. A hundred photographers were fighting over trying to get a picture of me. Thats new. "I'm..I'm fine Shane." I assured, placing my hand on his leg.
"I'm sorry about them" He apologised and placed a small kiss near my lips. "We're gonna be okay." He dugg his fingers into my hair, his hand cupping my face while the other gripped the steering wheel.
"I know." I told him, leaning in and kissing the patch of skin under his ear. "I know."
I was interrupted by the sound of Shanes ringtone buzzing through the car. He gave me a apologetic glance and went to attend his call. Well, the fact that we were in his car meant that he didnt really go anywhere but you know what I mean. Whatever happened to that rule no talking on the phone while driving? Shanes call lasted all of four seconds I think, because I watched him finally just turn his phone off after that call.
"Magazine?" I asked,
"Yup." He nodded, making a pop sound at the end.
I sighed.
We drove for over an hour untill the paparrazi finally decided to stop following us. I didnt know where we were going and I wasnt sure Shane did either. Sooner than expected he pulled over into a very familiar parking lott. I didnt need to look up at the huge sign that said "The Hilton" to know where I was. I had been here plently of times before for dads bussiness partys or moms book previews.
"We need to talk in peace." He implied.
I nodded, getting out of the car.
I was glad to not see any men with cameras in their hands or people staring at us. They were just minding their own bussiness going in and out of the hotel. I stood in the back as Shane walked over to the counter and talked to the man at the reception. I had seen him numerous time before when I came here, and he sent a small understanding smile my way and went back to Shane. I watched Shane as he walked over to me with a ser of keys in one hand, interwining his other with mine.
"Am I going to get you into trouble?"
"There's still two hours untill school finishes so I think I'll be fine." I informed as we entered the lift.
seventeenth floor, eithteenth floor, nineteenth floor, twentieth floor and finally the twenty first floor was when the lift came to a stop. I followed Shane as we walked passed the never ending lines of doors coming to a stand still in front of the room we were given. Room 2110.
Inside, I knew what to expect. It always seemed beautiful no matter how many times I went to the same sort of room. A huge double bed placed against a white wall opposite of which was a large plasma TV. Two arm chairs reated on the far end of the room over seeing the ebormous glass window which gave a breath taking view of the beach.
"So..." I started, still looking at the room. "Whattcha planning naughty boy?" I laughed, turning towards him.
The tension in the room was too much, I needed to break it.
Atleast I managed to put a smile on Shanes beautiful lips. "I was planning on talking only if you're up for it..."
"Shoot away!" I grinned, jumping onto the bed, my feet stretched out, one crossed on top of each other as I grinned at Shane, patting the place next to me for him to sit.
"You want something to eat first? You must be starving."
"Sure. Pizza. Cheese and tomato. Diet coke."
"Since when do you have Diet anything?" He laughed, picking up the intercom to call the reception. He actually laughed. I think Shane being alone with me is even good for his health.
A couple of hours and three boxes of pizza later we were both still sitting on the bed currently laughing at some cartoon the random channel was showing.
Did I mention the fact that I had completely forgotten about the whole Cheryl drama thing?
"You know we should do this more often. This is fun."
"You mean renting a room in a hotel and watching cartoons?" He laughed.
"We could do a whole lot more if you like." I winked at him.
"We could..." He chuckled. "..but I think the talking thing is what we need to do right now."
"Yeah..we should get to that." I replied, turning the television of and shifting myself sideways so that my body was facing him.
"Soooo..." I sang, staring at him.
He returned the smile and started. "So um..I'm so sorry about all of what you're having to go through because of me. Because of Cheryl and her lies. Because of being with me. I'm so...I'm just so sorry. I didnt think she could go so far, but I guess I have a problem of not recognising what some people really are. I wanna protect you, Mitch but in this situation it just seems so hard. It wouldnt have been like this if it wasnt for that story of me cheating on Cheryl for you and then all of the rubbish she made up about you. I dont want you to get hurt because of it and not coming from that sort of a world I know you will be. I dont want to risk you getting hurt. You wont have a normal life again, and I understand if you dont need all of this drama. I understand if you dont need me."
"Whoa whao hold the phone!" I nearly yelled. "First of all, dont apologise for something that you didnt do. You're not responsible for someone elses actions and secondly, I kinda figured this wouldnt be so easy and I would get hurt but I dont mind as long as you're there. I know people are gonna be up my ass and will be following me, hating on me big time but I dont give a fuck Shane because I do actually fucking need you. I need you every single second of the day no matter how cheesy that sounds, but I do and I'm proud to say that. I can say that to the whole fucking world because it is the truth. It is what it is, and I dont know how you thought I'd leave you because of this shit or I'd even consider it but too bad, you're not getting rid of me so easily. I dont give a damn shit about all of the drama, Shane because it is so worth it if its with you."
Whoa...I think I need to put breathers inbetween my momologues next time, but I was proud of what I said because it was exactly what I felt. I think Shane was taken a little back by my sudden declaration because his eye brows were furrowed and a small smirk played on his face. That was the time I could see every colour his eyes held from the golden honey to brown to the little tints of green that just made his eyes glitter like sparkling diamonds.
"I love you Mitchie, and thats why I'm telling you to chose, I dont want you hurt or living a frustrated life because of me and I didnt know you felt so strongly about me, but all I'm asking from you is to decide on the type of life you want to lead ahead because your decision is going to change a whole lot of things, some things that I dont think you're ready for."
"I chose you." I said almost imediately. "I chose you because you're boring, you sing, you make great waffles and you always listen to me. You dont care that the whole world thinks that your girlfriend is a three timing whore and You're not afraid to admit that you are with me. You care about me and have the most amazing legs. The fact that you're absolutely gorgeous helps too, but lets not go there now. I just...I chose you okay?" I announced, slipping my hand inbetween his arm and the side of his stomach so that my arms landed in his lower back, pulling myself closer to him. "I chose you..." I muttered sinking my head inbetween the nook between his neck and shoulders. I sighed out happily when I felt Shane snake his arms around my waist and removed my head from his neck, looking up at me. He kissed my forehead and simply replied. "Thank you.
I sank my head inbetween his neck and shoulder again, kissing the same patch of skin on his shoulder over his shirt for probably hours. I dont know. I had completely lost track of time. I just liked the feeling of Shane holding me. Here comes another cheesy line. There was something peaceful about it.
"Whats going to happen now Shane?" I asked like a little three year old.
Hey, I needed to know what was going to happen in my life. It was my right.
"Well, we're doing a press conference tomorrow evening, clearing up the rumours, but I'm not sure how thats going to work. Our manager has probably already got here from LA and he's throwing a fit, I guess. We're gonna have to discuss that with him and I'm getting you a body guard and I think the producers of the movie and Cheryl are going to fly down here too since I cant go to LA now because of school to get things between Cheryl and me 'civil' whatever that means because they cant have the main lead fighting and thowing each-"
"Whoa again! I'm getting a body guard and the crazy fucking bitch is coming here?"
"You need someone to be around you so that I know you're safe when I'm not around."
"Thats just fucking ridiculious. Like I have my personal little stalker now? Thanks Shane but I'll pass, I'd rather have those photographers after me than a body guard. Just imagine! I wont be able to do anything I want to without worrying that someones watching and plus my parents will never agree."
"I think your parents will agree if it's about your safety." He challenged.
"Why do you have to worry about getting me a body guard? My parents can do that if they think its appropriate. Thats just stupid now someone will be following me around in school all day!"
"I care about you thats why I'm getting you one and I know I'm gonna need your parents permission, but I need to know that your not hurt in anyway by fan girls or the paparazzi. The fans will be pretty mad at you right now for supposedly playing with two Gray brothers. They're gonna be ready to kill so I advice you to take a break from the internet for a couple of months and be aware of who you;re with at school."
"Thats bull-"
"Mitchie, look.." Shane said, much more softer, brushing away a few strands of hair from my face. "Now you've chosen this. It's for your own good, trust me." He kissed my forehead again.
I shifted my position so that I was a little higher and brused my lips against his. "I know Shane." My voice trembled and he kissed me back lightly.
"Don't be afraid Mitchie. You need to remember that we are going to be attacked but we cant run away. This is us."
"Can I say something truthfully, Shane?" I asked, gettin lost into his honey brown eyes.
"You can tell me anything." He squeezed my sides.
"I may not care about whats going to happen but I'm scared of it. I dont want to go through all of this shit and lose you in the end."
"Hey..." He said, sliding down a little so that his face was level with mine. "You're not going to lose me because you've gained me even more by saying you'll stay. You're willing to go through this because of me. Thats enough for me to know that I'd be a fool if I ever let you go."
"That you'd be." I smiled. He smiled back and kissed me again.
I dont know what happened but I suddenly remembered that I had a phone. Mine was on silent since the time I was in school and I abruptly ended the kiss, pulling it out of my pocket. I knew I must have gotten a million calls from my parents. They would be so mad. I read the last message I got which was from Caity stating:
Where the heck are you girl?
Just tell me you're okay.
Call your mom she's freaking out.
Love you.
P.S. We have to talk.
Damn. I completely forgot about home. There would be a whole new story right there with my mom screaming. I could only imagine what she was going to say when I got home and let me tell you none of it was pretty.
Yayyy another chapter! I'm glad you guys are liking all of the drama.
Who likes how naive mitchie is about the whole thing? She doesnt know what shes gotten herself into right now because all is well when you're in love.
And about Mitchie possibly getting a bodyguard...what do you have to say about that?
Ohh and home...whats gonna happen when micthie gets home? What will her parents do and say? How will Mitchie handle them?
I'm kind of happy with this chapter. I wanted to put in some mushy mushy Smitchie moments but I stopped myself from doing so because thats just not how Shane and Mitchies relationship in this story is. They like each other but arent like the typical "ohh honey boo I love you." and "Sweet cheeks I love you more" type LOL I guess you guys know what I mean :p
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