"Thank sweet mamma for 24-hour diners!" I exclaimed a little too loudly as we entered a 80's style diner somewhere in the middle of Los Angeles, sometime in the middle of the night. Shane let out a small chuckle at my sudden boast of energy, poking my back as he walked behind me.
Luckily, even after my little announcement only a middle aged lady with an apron around her waist approached us, only to find us a quiet table. Even for a 24-hour diner, I didnt expect to find it actually full at nearly 2 am. A couple of heads turned at my voice, but the customers in the diner were either too dozed off or simply didnt care that Americas most favourite band of brothers were in front of them. Either way, it made all of us happy. By saying us, I mean Jason, Shane and Nate, because I wouldnt have had much of a problem even if anyone knew us because quite simply I was a nobody compared to them so, I was safe.
"I like this table." Nate said as we all slid into the booth before the words could even leave his mouth. Honestly after writing lyrics and recording bits and pieces of the new song for more than 12 hours, if I was given the pavement to eat on, I would have. I was so tired and hungry and had been surviving on caffiene for the past five hours.
"Mitchie, you suddenly look like you're dead." Jason pointed, chuckling at me.
"Yeah, Jase." I said, resting my head on Nates shoulder. "I'm so hungry all my energy has drained out."
"Shanes lap is over there." Nate patted my head, pointing to my right.
"I know." I said, shoving my whole weight sidewards towards Nate. "But I like annoying you." I laughed, pinching his cheeks.
"Mitchie, stop flirting with my brother." Shane scolded, his voice amused, but still had a slightly serious tone to it.
I poked Shane with my elbow as the middle aged waitress arrived again, handing us the menus.
"Yeah, Mitchie, stop flirting with your boyfriends brother." Nate chimed in, smiling widely at me.
"Babe, I know you secretly love it." I grinned at Nate, hitting his boucy curls with the laminated menu.
"Yes, Mitchie, you're psychic.." Nate replied absentmindedly as he scanned the menu.
"Control your homones, kids." Jason said, rolling his eyes at us, ordering the first thing that he saw in the menu like the rest of us, too knackered to even be bothered to actually scroll down and see what the diner offered.
I pulled out my phone, texting dad and letting him know that we were out of the studio and I'd be at the hotel in an hour or so, and to not be worried. I knew he wouldnt be able to sleep till I got there, but wouldnt disturb me by calling because he knew I was working. After assuring him that I was fine and that he should go back to sleep, I turned my attention back to the guys who looked pretty alive and attentive eventhough I knew how tired they were. "So, what time do you have to wake up tomorrow?" I asked no one in particular.
"At like 1 in the afternoon.." Jason smiled in releif, causing the sides of my lips to curl up at his sudden happiness. "Or maybe later. Lunch will probably be my breakfast...oh I'm so glad we get to sleep in tomorrow with the New York part of the pomotions starting from the day after. We need the rest."
"Not me.." Shane said. "I have to wake up in.." He looked down at his watch and calculated. "Four and a half hours."
"Aw." I laughed, rubbing his knee sympathetically. "Dont worry. I'll sleep an extra couple more hours for you." I winked. "Why'd you have to wake up so early anyway?"
"I have a radio interview at 8 and then I'm free till after lunch when we have to hit the studio again." He told me, squeezing my hand. I stared down, blushing. Shane holding me in public made me really happy. I had never really felt this before because everytime we were out together in public we were either not together then, hiding our relationship or not on talking terms, but now that Shane was all mine and he was holding my hand and being with me in public, it made me really happy. It made me feel good about myself. It boasted my ego.
"Dont worry, Mitch. I'll keep you company while Shanes out promoting the movie. You wont miss Shane one bit." Nick assured, smiling cheekily at me. "I'll do everything he does to you." Nate winked and we both burst out laughing.
"I'll be waiting, Nate, for you to do everything Shane does to me." I said, my voice cracking at the end.
"She's my girlfriend, Nate." Shane reminded his little brother, raising his eyebrows at us. "And you seem to be forgetting you have one too - Caitlyn, back in Miami. Ring any bells?"
"Oh Shane, you dont know.." I said, brushing him off. "Caity, Nate and I have this really open-realtionship thing going on."
"Haha.." Shane said, dryly, not taking much fun in our jokes. His voice was still humerous though and I stared at his face for five seconds watching his eyebrows rise and I could clearly make out that tint of green that stood out so perfectly against his honey eyes under the brightly lit diner. He laughed lightly, scooting closer to me causing me inturn to squeeze Nate more towards the end of the booth untill it became impossible for him to even move his hands. Nate rolled his eyes at us, hardly finding the space to get up and sit next to Jason on the opposite end of the booth. I looked straight ahead, staring absentmindedly at the waitresses and wondering when they'll be off, still managing to notice that Shane seemed pleased with his brothers movent, as I heard him smile even before I could turn my head to his direction and see it.
Shane licked his lips, breathing in harshly and nuzzling his nose against my skin and kissing my cheek. I smiled at first, but my breath got stuck at the end of my throat as soon as I felt Shane suck at the skin on my cheek. His teeth lightly grazed my skin, bitting on it and sucked the area again. His hands found my thighs and he slowly massaged them, earning a inaudible moan from me. I was happy the table was there covering us. I wanted to say out his name, I wanted to stop him, yet a part of me didnt want to even if we were in a public place, and Nate and Jason were staring. "Shane.." I managed to choak out, giving Jason and Nate a embarrassed smile. They continued playing on their phones or staring idily at the rest of the people on the diner while Shane lightly bit my skin again. "Baby, Nate couldnt do everything I do to you even if he wanted to." He whispered into my ear, my lips involentarily parting at his hoarse voice. I grabbed Shanes hand trying to get it away from my thigh, but he only ended up placing it in the space inbetween my legs.
I tried holding his hand, trying to put it back to its rightful position on Shanes lap, but he was too strong for me. His hands started their own ministrations, massaging my inner thighs ever so lightly, Jason and Nate oblivious of where their brothers hands were. I could feel Shane smile against my cheek at my intake of breath. He slowly licked a small patch of my already wet skin and kissed it. He moved his mouth to my ear, lightly biting my earlobe and soothing the skin their with his tounge before it flicked into my ear. I bit my bottom lip, digging my non-existing nails into Shanes hand, trying to hurt him, my actions telling him to stop but my mind begging him to continue.
Jason raised his eyebrows at us again and I just refused to meet his eyes, my cheeks flushing red. "Do you agree, Mitchie?" Shane asked into my ear. I sat frozen in my position as I watched the middle aged waitress approach our table with our food, dissapproval written on her face at the little scene we were putting on.
"Ahh...food!" I jumped, knocking over the salt holder on the table by my sudden burst and suddenly gaining everyones attention once again. Shane moved away immidiately, chuckling and whispering "Nicely done, Mitch." under his breath, my cheeks getting redder as I wiped away the bead of sweat that trailed down my forhead with my sleeve.
"I dont know, I just think that When You Look Me In The Eyes would be much better if it was sang by the band and not as a duet, you know?" I shared the thought with the guys as they continued eating, their gaze not moving from their plates. "Hello..." I waved at their faces. "Earth to Connect 3."
"Yeah, we're listening." Nate informed.
"But, you and Shane wrote that song. Its like your song, its...I dont know." Jason said, placing his fork down and going back into bussiness mode. "We cant take that song from you."
"You can if it means it would make the song better. I know we've recorded bits and pieces and its come out really great but I think if its a band song it would be wonderful, and this is coming from a fan." I told them truthfully, placing my hand on my heart. "Seriously guys, Shane."
"Mitchie, are you sure you want to give us the song?" Shane finally spoke.
"Im positive and plus, its not like Its just my song, Shane, you wrote it with me too." I reminded. "I can just sing another song with you guys. We've wrote tons of songs in the past few days."
I parted ways with Jason and Nate after we finished at the diner. Jason and Nate both insisted on driving me back to the hotel so that Shane could go home and sleep straight away, but he wasnt having that. He wanted to take me back and even if I told him it was okay if Jason or Nate take me back he wouldnt let them, so Shane drove me back to the hotel, walking me up back to my room. I loved these small gestures from him, somehow they meant so much more than they seemed. And eventhough I knew he needed to sleep and dropping me off and going back direcly home would be best for him, I somehow couldnt say no.
"So..." Shane said, stretching the last part of the word and playfully pushing me, his hips sending my whole body to the other side of the corridoor. "Whats up?" He asked, catching up with me and giving me one of his poutiest smiles. I smiled back that instant, biting my lower lip as my eyes refused to move its gaze from its own..
"Nothing." I assured. "What do you mean anyway?"
"I dont know." He replied. "But there's something thats making you a little upset and I wanna know what that is." He paused, looking thoughtful for a while. "Is it Cheryl?"
"No." I laughted slightly, shaking my head. "No. I havent even thought of her in the past few days and I'm so much better off just thinking she doesnt exist. I just really miss home, Shane." I admitted, standing in front of my room door. "A lot. And seeing You, Nate and Jase all togtether kind of made me realise how much I actually miss them. Dad's here and all, but I miss Mom and Macy, you know? I just miss being around the whole family and the fact that I'm in a foreign city now doesnt really help but I'm happy I'll get to see them on Friday." I grinned widely at the thought. "Thats all." I turned around, giving him a reassuring smile and slipped my key into the key hole. I felt Shane press his whole body against the back of mine and he kissed the back of my neck, his warm lips insulating my body and causing myself to shiver both at the same time.
"You can always live with me." Shane offered and I smiled. I knew I never would, but the fact that he was offering made me more than happy.
"Thats kind of intruding, dont you think, Shane?" I asked, stepping inside the brighly lit, enormous room I was given. I tossed my handbag carelessly on the wooden table that greeted us on entrance and took my coat off, carefully drapping it around the chair that sit idily next to the small antique study table. "Like that would be kind of awkward, your girlfriend staying with you. What would your family think?"
"Im not telling you to move in with me, Im just offering you to stay with me while you're in L.A. Plus, my parents are here too, they love you!" Shane smiled sweetly at me and I watched as his tired eyes waited for me to speak. I sat down next to him on the huge bed, the matress sinking with my weight. I sighed out loudly and fell on the bed staring at the white ceiling , comfort instantly finding me. "I know your parents like me but having your girlfriend living with you isnt something they would exactly encourage even if it is for a couple of days, and anyway, Im over at your place way too much while Im in LA. You're gonna get sick of me soon." I turned my head towards him, my eyes looking at how perfectly his black leather jacket hugged his body and how irrestable he looked right now even if his back only came into view.
"Please, no one would make a deal about you staying at my place when you're in LA. Dont even say that." He said, sounding a little offended. "And I can never get bored of you." He turned his head around, facing me and I went back to my sitting positon, rubbing his back gently. "I know." I let out, resting my forehead against his shoulder. "I'm really sleepy, Shane." I changed the subject as he brushed away a couple of starnds of my hair.
"Okay, baby, sleep." He said, simpy.
"I was trying to be civil here." I said, raising my head so that I now faced him. "Your turn to leave." I stated the obvious, smiling at the end of my sentance. He turned to his side, furrowing his eyebrows together in a offended kind of way. "Or, I could stay here." He offered, smirkling slightly.
"No." I shook my head, pushing his arm. "Shane, go home and sleep. Seriously, you need it." I chuckled watching his dissapointed expression.
"You're already getting bored of me, arent you?" He asked, getting up from the bed. I followed his lead, rubbing his shoulders as he made his way around the bed. "Yup, so bored, I'm thinking of asking Nate out." I matched his tone as we walked into the passageway leading towards the door.
"Okay, just remember that when you guys go out, not to give him anything with cinnimon. The dudes allergic to it. Dont want my brother getting sick." He informed, turning around, his voice completely serious.
I laughed at his suggestion, hitting his chest. "You douche."
"What? I'm being understanding here!" He reasoned, rubbing his chest childishly. "I used to like it when you poked me better." I rolled my eyes at him and he pulled me closer, gently rubbing his nose against mine. A smile spread across my face and he gently pecked my lips. "Goodnight, Mitchie." He mumbled against my lips. I wasnt ready to let go of him yet so I ringed my arms around his neck, pulling at the ends of his hair. He interwined his fingers at the small of my back, pressing me completely up against him and I sighed into the kiss, deepening it.
One of his hands moved upto my face, cupping one side as the other remained on my back, moving to my side, gently massaging it. I moaned into his touch and ran my hands through his hair. I ran my tounge down his bottom lip, taking it into my mouth and slowly sucked it. He groaned at the feeling, his hand riding up my shirt, my skin burning under his. My teeth tugged onto his bottom lip as he walked me a couple of steps to my side, pinning me against the wall.
"Shane.." I said, my voice coming out like a whisper. My voice seemed to go unheard as he trailed his wet lips down my neck. His soft fingers tingled the skin of my stomach making circling patterns on my skin."Shane, stop." I told him, my voice much more stable now. He nuzzled his face into my neck and kissed my sensitive spot there making me push my head back against the wall in pleasure. I tilted my neck involentarily, giving him more space as he started sucking on my skin, my teeth biting down on my bottom lip, trying to find my voice again. His bulge hit my stomach causing me to squirm my legs together as desire grew inside of me and self control started waring away."Shane, please stop." I felt him growl into my neck and shivered at the cold air he was letting out once he stopped his movements. "Baby, you have to go home,sleep. You're tired baby, you need rest. Go."
He sighed into my neck, both our breathings heavy and brought his face upto level with mine, staring intently at each other for a couple of seconds before I lightly pecked his lips again. "Go now." I smiled sweetly at him, turing him around and opening the door for him. He returned the smile, kissing my nose. "Kay, bye, baby." He said, his hand cupping my cheek. "I love you."
"The feeling's mutual." I laughed, pushing him out the door. "And Shane..." He turned around to face me again, a smile playing on his lips. "Text me when you get home so that I know you didnt fall asleep and kill yourself."
"Yes, ma'am." He saluted before dissapearing into the distance.
Yo, my lady, im alive. Have nice dreams about me ;)
His message came 20 minutes later as I layed on the bed, cuddled up with the numerous pillows provided. I shook my head at the screen, grining like a idiot and placed my phone on the drawer next to the bed, sleeping instantly.
-X-
"Dad, I'm telling you, this colour doesnt suit you." I told my father for the hundreth time.
"Mitchie, honey, it goes perfectly with my mustache." He reasoned, holding the maroon shirt he had just chosen in front of him and taking a good look in the viewing mirror.
"You dont have a mustache, Dad." I laughed, watching his reflection in the mirrror.
"But it would look good if I had a mustache." He said, still watching himself in the mirror and then over the rack of shirts he had just picken up the one in his hand from.
"Exactly, Dad." I said, walking over to the rack of ridiculously priced shirts and picking out a dark green one for him. "...IF you had a mustache. Maroon just isnt your colour." I told him, sypmathetically. "Try this." I handed him the green shirt I had chosen, taking the maroon from his hand and placing it back on the rack.
"Sir, ma'am, are you sure my assistance is not required, I'd be happy to help." The employee came to us for the second time we entered the showroom.
"Thank you, but my daughter here has decided to be my fashion guru today." Dad told the yound lady, dressed up sophisticatedly in a black knee lenght fitted dress. She wouldnt be more than Jasons age and smiled politely at us before leaving.
"See dad, you even scared that poor girl by your choice of colour." I joked, watching him in the mirror again. "But this shirt..." I said, examining every inch of it. "Looks great on you. See, it even makes your eyes look better. You should get this one." I decided.
"Are you sure about the maroon..." Dad asked, his gaze turning back to the rack where I had placed back the shirt of his choice.
"Dad..." The techno sound coming from my pocket cut my voice and I excused myself, leaving the showroom.
"Hey, Shane." I breathed, suddenly feeling hot in the december air. Wherever I looked people were entering and leaving stores. From outside the glass window, I could see people looking at clothes, shoes and other items, presumably fro christmas as time ticked town to two weeks.
"Hey, baby, where are you?" He inquired. "I came by to the hotel, but they said you left an hour ago."
A grin plastered on my face as I heard the worry in his tone. I know it wasnt exacly nice to smile at your boyfriend worrying, but the fact that he was concerned made me feel good. I sat down on one of the many bences scattred around the mall, finding the one closest to the showroom dad was in, making sure he could stll see me from inside. "Dont worry." I told him. "Im just at Broadwalk, shopping with dad. How was the interview? Did you sleep?"
"The interview..." He sighed, scrambling for words. "Lets just say it was interesting." I rose my eyebrows, trying to figure out what he meant. "But yeah, I even slept when I got back from the radio station, woke up a while ago. Did you miss me?" He asked and I couldnt help but chuckle at the hopefulness in his voice.
"No, not really." I lied. "Remember Nate was here to look after me. Its all cool." I teased. "But seriously, I love your brother. He called me this morning because he knew I was gonna be bored alone in the hotel so he asked if I wanted to hang out, but you know, dad and I had already made plans so I had to say no." I said, dissapointedly.
"He'll live." Shane assured. "He's still sleeping, geeze, he sleeps more than me!"
I laughed at Shanes complaint. "So, baby, wanna do lunch? Dad has a meeting here cause he has to check over the end of the year accounts at this part of the country, which means I'll be alone stuffing junck food down my throat because of my lonliness." I laughed explaination, shaking my head at myself.
"Sure, baby. I'll pick you up at the mall in half an hour, sound good?"
"Great!" I declared. "Bye." The conversation ended with a smile and I turned my attention back to my surroundings. People wizzed past me, hurrying to get back to their lives. There was a girl sitting in front of me, probably in her early twenties, wiping away the mayonase from the edges of the lips of the little girl sitting sitting next to her. She offered me a kind smile when she realised I was looking at her and the little girl next to her widened her eyes when she followed her mothers gaze.
She jumped off the bench from next to her mother and came running my way. I looked around me, confused at first but before my mind could make any sense of the little girls actions her tiny voice rang in my ears and she placed her small hands on my knee, looking up at me with astonished eyes. She has the most wonderful eyes, a beautiful shade of ocean blue, looking wonderful against her brunette hair. " Mitchie?" She asked. "Y-yes. Hi, sweetie." I aknowledged, slightly bewildered that a little 5-year-old knew my name. I looked up to her mother who caught up with her daughter and looked down at me apologetically. "I'm sorry about my daughter bothering you." She apologised. "No, no. It's fine." I assured, smiling at the little blue eyed child who still had her eyes glued on me.
"I'm Mitchie." I brought my had out to the lady, standing back up to be level with her.
"Nice to meet you, Mitchie." She responded, taking my hand. "I'm Stephanie and this little one, is my daughter, Marissa." She introduced, running a hand through her daughters hair lovingly.
"Hi, Marissa." I smilled at the child in front of me, shaking her small hand. "I'm, Mitchie." Stupid thing to say, knowing that she knew my name. "How are you?"
"I'm fine." She spoke. "How's Shane?" She inquired, her eager eyes glowing. I cracked a bigger smile at the mention of his name, figuring out how she knew my own.
"Marissa.." Her mother scolded. " I'm sorry. Connect 3 fan." She explained, her cheeks red in emabrrassment.
"Dont worry about it." I waved her off. "Shanes fine, Marissa. I'll tell him you said hi, okay?" I asked her.
Her eyes grew bigger in excitement. "Really?"
"Yes, really." I laughed gently poking the soft skin on her cheeks.
"Will you tell him I love him and that when I grow up I'm will marry him?" I laughed in awe of the little girl, bitting my bottom lip, my own cheeks turning red as I continued grinning.
"Marissa, thats enough now. We dont want Mitchie to complain to Shane now that his fans are not letting her shop, do we, honey."
"No, no, seriously. I like talking to her. Your daughter's really sweet, Stephanie." I admitted. "And dont worry, Marissa." I turned back to her. "I'll tell Shane that He's going to marry you." I assured.
"Thank you, Mitchie." She jumped enthusiastically, wrapping her arms around my legs. Her mother mouthed me a thank you but honestly it was no problem. This Marissa girl was honestly the cutest thing ever.
"We should be going now. Nap time." She reminded her daughter, holding the little ones hand. "And thank you again for your time, Mitchie. I really appreiciate it. Marrissa wont stop takling about it for days now, Im sure! You made my daughters day." She gave me a honest smile.
"Mitchie.." Marissa said before she left. "Yes?" I poked her cheeks again. "Please dont break my Shanes heart." I ruffled her hair. "I wont." I assured.
"That was cute." Dad noted, from a couple of feet away. I wasnt even aware that he was winessing the whole scene from afar.
"Yeah, Dad." I blushed.
"I have to go now, sweetie. Do you still have shopping to finish or do you want me to drop you off to the hotel?"
"Shanes gonna pick me up, we're doing lunch. He's coming here." I let him know. Dad nodded. "Just be safe and remember to do your packing before you go to sleep we have to catch a plane at 6 am, remember."
I entered a Chanel showroom after dad left, with the intention of just looking around. I needed to pass the time untill Shane came to get me which would be anytime now. After a couple more minutes of wandering I felt a warm hand slide across the small of my back and Shanes lips on my cheek. "Hey, love." He greeted. I looked at him, butterflies suddenly eruppting in my stomach at the sight of his face
"Hey, Stranger." I lightly pecked Shanes smiling lips.
Suddenly everyone in the room became aware of hanes presence and even though they were trying not to look, they were taring.
"I saw you through the glass." He explained his eyes examinening the random sunglass I had been looking at. "Hows shopping going? Anything you like, baby?" He asked.
"Nothing yet. These sunglasses look too boring." I complained, placing them back down on the counter.
"They're not so bad." He reasoned, taking a good look at them.
"Yes they are, Shane." I laughed.
"Okay, then. Its your choice. If you say they're hideos, they are hideous." I laughed at his words. "You wanna buy anything else, Mitchie?" He asked, taking another good look around the place.
I turned around so that my back was facing the counter and placed my palms flat on it, scanning the place just like Shane was. "Do we have enough time?"
"Yeah, dont worry about it, we still have three hours till we have to get to the studio." He replied, running a finger up and down my arm.
"I need a dress for the premier." I admitted, biting my bottom lip.
Shane followed me over to the rack of dresses I had left earlier, the employee what had been assisting us, doing the same. "Do you guys have bikinis?" He questioned, his amused voice tried to sound serious, smirking back at me and then at the assistant.. I blushed at his question to the assistant, giving his ass a small smack with my hand bag. "I'm not wearing a bikini to your premier." I warned, gigling at the same time. "Who said it was for the premier? It could always come to use later." He whispered huskily in my ear. "No." I laughed shaking my head at Shane. "No, no bikini." I told the assistant who was also blushing at the presence of Shane Gray while I focused back on the dresses.
"That would be $7239.00." The black haired lady at the counter informed. "How'd you like to pay?"
"By card." I let her know, digging through my hand bag for my purse.
"Here you go.." Shane smiled politely at the lady, handing her his credit card.
"Nooo.." I squealed. "I'm paying." I told them, shoving his hand away.
"Baby, dont worry about it. Let me get this." Shane stated.
"No." I warned. "Shane don't. I dont want you to." I uttered, finally finding what I was looking for. "I have money, you know?" I felf a little odd and a little embarrasses arguing with Shane there infront of the register with the chasier torn between whos cards to take.
"I know you have money." He said. "But I want to buy this for you, let me."
"Shane.." I glared at him, not wanting to cause a scene. " This isnt ice-cream or whatever. I cant let you and I dont want you to buy me this stuff. Next time, honey."
"Mitchie." He sighed, not ready to give in. "Seriously, it's nothing. I havent gotten you anything, ever. Let me do this now, please."
I gave up realizing he want going to let me win, not today. "Fine."
-X-
"Anyway, um..thanks for um paying, Shane." I finally said as he rode us to get lunch.
"You're welcome, Mitch." He smiled, bringing the car to a sudden halt.
"How come we're here so soon? We just left whoaa.." I exclaimed, raising my head to look at the tattoo shop he stopped in front of. "What, you want me to get the tattoo removed now?" I raised my eyebrow at him. "I thought we were getting lunch."
He laughed at my expression, bringing his hand to my cheek. "Relax, babe." He said, dropping his other hand from the steering wheel. "I'm not even sure they remove tattoos in tattoo shops, you have to go somewhere else for that."
"Ohkay.." I breathed out, giving him a odd look. "Why are we here then?"
"I'm gonna get your name tattooed." He stated simply. I laughed at him for a whole two minutes. "Y-you're joking, r-right." I said in between breaths. He frowned. "Whats so funny, baby?"
"Seriously, Shane. No." I ordered, my voice serious again. "You're not getting my name tattooed on yourself. No."
"What, why? You have mine tattooed on you." He protested.
"Thats different, Shane." I stated the obvious. "I was drunk. I didnt exactly do it in my senses. And why the hell would you want someones name embedded in your skin for the rest of your life?" I immidiately regretted saying those words. His face fell, dissapointment, confusion, sadness taking over. "Shane, I didnt mean it." I sighed, placing my hand on his knee. "I didnt mean it like that. I dont regret getting that tattoo." I admitted. Even if I was drunk then, I still dont regret it, but I fail to understand why he'd want one. He's from Connect 3. He cant have tattoos.
"Thats exactly what you meant." He hissed, his eyes dark.
"I'm sorry, Shane. Seriously, baby, I didnt mean it like that." I reasoned. "I love you, Shane. Please dont be mad. I dont regret it, I promise. But I dont understand why you'd want one. Its just not you. I can imagine myself in a crazy state getting a tattoo, but not you even then."
"I want you with me forever. Is that good enough of a reason for you?"
"Look, please dont be mad."
"Im not." He cut in.
I sighed, shifting my position so that my body was more slant. "You're mad, Shane." I stated, placing my hand on his cheek. "You talk really fast when you're mad. You're mad."
"I'm not. Im just a little...a little I dont know, upset? Whatever, I'll get over it."
"Im sorry." I apologised one more time.
"Its okay." He smiled a little. I shifted closer and kissed his lips tenderly. "Seriously, babe, drop it. I didnt mean it." I mumbled against his lips. He wrapped his hands around my body and kissed my ear whispering "I know. Its okay."
"So, where do you wanna get it?" I asked, breaking the embrace. "Can you get it on your ass?"
"I cant believe you're making me do this!" Shane exclaimed, light heartedly as he lay on his front on the cool leather bed in the tattoo shop. The tattoo artist smirked just listening to our conversation and I laughed at Shane, standing by his head. "You're the one who wanted the tattoo." I reminded. "I didnt exactly want it on my ass now, did I?" He questioned. "Aww.." I smiled, rubbing his cheek. "Dont worry, you're ass is still baby soft."
"Mitchie.." Shane laughed.
"What?" I asked, innocently.
"You're name is kissing my ass, so hah!"
"And we're finished." The tattoo artist declared, rubbing away the excess ink from his butt and pulling the side of his boxers up, no longer revealing the small patch of pale skin on one side of his body. "Do you wanna take a look at it?" She asked.
"Not now, later." He blushed, getting up. "Um...thank you though."
"Its no problem." She smiled politely.
"I cant believe you got that!" I laughed as he lead me to the passanger seat to his SUV. "Are you sure you dont want me to drive? You're gonna have a hard time sitting on your ass." I giggled.
"Have some respect, Mitch." He taunted.
"Yeah yeah...anyway.." I suddenly remembered. "I met a fan of yours today."
"Hmmm..really?" He started driving again.
"Yeah, really." I said, turning the radio on. "She's really cute. Her name's Marissa and she really loves you."
"Sound like you're talking about yourself." He smirked as we stopped in traffic.
"She's five, Shane." I rolled my eyes.
"You confirmed my theory."
"Shut-up, Shane!"
"In recent news, Shane Gray and girlfriend Mitchie Torres have been seen out and about shopping in downtown LA an hour ago. Mitchie's visit to LA is still undefined while our sources say the high schooler isnt in LA just to keep an eye on superstar boyfriend, Shane Gray who has a movie with his ex, Chery Woodcoff coming out later this month, but has also been spotted visiting Shane and his brothers at the studios frequently. Is this because the two lovers cant get enough of each other or is she another star in the making? Keep listening to Radio 9 FM 89.2 for more news on this topic and staying with the same Gray brother, this news is bound to crush millions of girls hearts around the world, as Shane who is still seen sporting his purity ring, in a radio interview this morning refused to comment whether the ring still symbolises the promise all three brothers made to god or if Mitchie is the lucky girl who'll be successful in taking that ring off. This news is bound to drive tweens worldwide wild. Is our Gray brother still pure? What's interesting is to see what the rest of Connect 3 have to say about this."
"Wow.." I breathed out as the RJ blasted on a song after his long statement. "Wow." I turned towards Shane with a questioning glare. "What do Jason and Nate have to say about that?" I repeated the interviews question.
"We talked about it. They know I dont like lying, even in interviews, but that's hard when you're in this profession, but they understand I guess. I think they just want me to be happy after everything that happened between Cheryl and me."
"Even if that means you break your promise to god?" I asked, feeling slightly guilty.
He never answered.
-X-
"Standing in the rain, tears falling with the drops, like my broken heart, when's it gonna stop?" I sang into the microphone, pressing the headphone into my ear, making sure I was in tune. I looked to my left at Shane, the only other person in the recording room on this side of the glass with me. He looked ahead, a look of concentration taking over his features. "Hope I hear your name, will I get to see your face? Living with the pain, but in the meantime, darlin' I'll wait for you to come home, and I'll cry as I try to be strong, and I'll dream of the love that we carry 'til I find you here in my arms..." I finished the first verse, still slightly shaking with excitement at recording my first ever song. I looked forward and breathed in harshly as the chorus came. Jason gave me an encouraging thumbs up and Shane joined me, singing the chorus as a duo.
"I'll survive on my own, just like the sunrise, you'll come back home. Darkness will carry a kiss from a star, will guide you back safely where you belong." I sighed in relief as the chorus ended and it was Shanes turn to take over the next verse. His voice never failed to mesmerise me and hearing it again, this time while recording this song with him, it was like the first time I heard him. He made it look so easy, so effortless. He looked like he belonged there. He looked like that's what he was born to do. "Every night I pray, wanting just to here you say 'Never, never leave you again.' Tears are sure to fall, 'til the day I hear you call out my name...Call my name." Our voices melted together as we sang the chorus for a last time warpping up the song.
I let out a breath of air that I wasnt aware I was even holding as the music ended. "That was great, Mitchie. Well done." Shane hugged me. "You were awesome." I replied, holding him closer, tears of happiness bluring my eys.. "I cant believe this is going to be in your next album."
"Good work guys" The producer spoke into the microphone as we smiled through the glass at the applauding band on the other side.
-X-
"You go!"
"No, you!" I pushed Caity, her white heels sinking into the soft red carpet. "What are we even doing here?" I groaned to myself, already feeling the light bulbs flashing at me, examening every inch of my body.
"Are we supposed to go in through the carpet or through the back or something?" Caity asked, turning back around to talk to me. I looked behind myself to see if the limo we had arrived in had already left, if not I planned on making a run for it. "I dont know." I whined, resting my head on Caitys shoulder. "Call Nate and ask him or something. We can just stand here like this, we look like fools and the photographers are going wild."
"Nate's there you idiot...look" She pointed forward and I looked up. Shane, Nate, Jason and Cheryl smiled widely into the flashing lights as if they were not blinding them. They grinned like there was no tension between the one female and the rest of the males. They were good at this. Even from afar he looked like undoubtably like the most gorgeous man on the planet. His legs were no longer clad in those tight skinny jeans that left nothing for the imagination, instead, he wore Black dress pants, still tight, but bearable. A black printed T-shirt hugged his chest, outlining every muscle on his body and he wore a black blazer on top, pulling the ends of the sleeves up to meet his elbows.
"Shout his name or something." I suggested stupidly, looking around myself, the paparazzi screaming mine and Caitys names, begging for a pose, a statement, a interview, anything.
Caity furrowed her eyebrows together giving me a weird look. "Like he'll hear me in this fish market, right?"
"I dont know!" I sighed frutratedly. "This is my first time at a movie premier, you know." I reminded her. "This is stupid, why dont we just...Shanes coming!" Caity exclaimed happily, clapping her hands together as we watched Shane approach us. "So is Nate." I stated as I watched Nate leave Jason to Cheryl and follow his brother towards us.
This was finally the end to the two week long promotions they had been doing all over New York. Two weeks had already passed since we left LA, since I recorded my first song, since the record company heard the song we recorded and liked it so much that they offered me a full fledged Album. It was still so surreal, my voice on a record, Caity and I going to a premier, me moving to LA next summer because of the deal I was offered. Six months ago if someone told me I'd be going to Connect 3's movie premier the day before my 18th birthday and I'd be signed by a record company, and be moving to LA the next summer I would have laughed at their faces and moved on, but now I can truely say this is happening.
"You guys finally made it." Shane stated, giving us both kind smiles.
Nate finally caught up, going to Caitys side immidiately. "Hey, lover boy!" I gave him a cheeky smile. I felt kind of destracted. The paparazzi were calling us, yelling our names. They came in such a number, it scared me.
"We were waiting for you guys. We didnt know what to do." Caity dramtically explained the situation.
"Exactly. You guys could have told us what to do when we get here, just sending a limo doesnt help, although we did enjoy all of its facilites." I winked, laughing at the end of the sentance. "And, hey...should we go in or what? Like, you guys should be with Cheryl, taking happy pictures."
"Wow, Micthie..great improvement." Nate applauded. "You call her by her name now, wonderful. You deserve a candy for that." He smirked.
"You know you dislike her as much as I do, so keep your mouth shut, mister!" I hit his arm with my clutch. "And seriously guys, you should be with Jason and Cheryl, it's your movie. Go promote the shit out of it!"
"Yeah, Jase looks ready to kill." Caity noted, looking forward at Cheryl and Jason who had their head turned towards us. "You left the poor guy with the drama queen."
"We've been taking pictures and giving interviews for like an hour now." Shane let us know. "I think that's enough and the movie's gonna start soon so we should go in."
I nodded as Shane slipped his hand around my waist, pulling me into him. I looked up at him, startled by the sudden gesture and he offered me a small smile, kissing my cheek. "Come on now, my lady. Dont want you to get sick now, do we?" I involentarily shook my head at his words as his arm went up to my cold bare shoulders, warming my body and sending a chill all the way to my toes at the same time. Winters in New York can be brutal. "You're breaking all your fans hearts, Shane." I told him as all four of us walked ahead. "Half of the teenage popualtion in America will sleep in tears."
"They wont." He assured, his voice a mere whisper but so clear against all the yelling and shouthing. "They know that they can love me from a distnce, but up close, you're the only one who has me."
I looked back up at him again, suddenly fascinated by his presence, at his beauty. The four of us stopped at the end of the red carpet for a small pose and quietly entered the theatre. I was praying to god with every step I made in my four inch heels I dont fall. Nothing like making your big red carpet debute with a fall, eh? Thank god that never happened though.
"Mitchie, Caitlyn! You guys look gorgeous!" Jason complimented as we found him and Cheryl wrapping up another interview. "Thank you, Jason. You look great too!" My lips formed a firm line as my eyes shifted to Cheryl next to Jason. It was the first time I saw her after that fued. My blood didnt boil though, she didnt intimidate me, she didnt make me feel bad about myself. She didnt put me down.
I had Shane with me, nothing could put me down. We didnt even have time to exchange words because a minute later we were called into the theatre for the movie. Not that I even wanted to talk to her. I ank into my seat next to Shane in the theatre and soon enough the lights dimmed and the movie started.
"Baby.." Shane whispered, his voice erupting goosebumps in my body. "You look absoutely.." He kissed my neck, breathing out onto my cold skin. I hissed at the unexpected contact, sharply taking in some air. If I didnt know Shane was sitting next to me in this dark theatre filled with celebrities and the industries whos who, I would have jumped in fear at the touch, but everytime Shane touched me, he put me to ease. He made me want to feel him on every part of my skin. I wanted his scent all over my body. "..undenyably beautiful." He breathed, his lips moving swiftly down my naked arm.
I didnt stop his movements. I didnt fucking care if people saw us, if Cheryl sitting next to Shane could feel us or if his parents one row above could see us. I didnt care. Just every touch, every breath, every sound caught my skin on fire. he had the ability of driving me off the edge with just one look. "That dress, on you, it looks even better than when your tried it on at the store, baby. You look like a goddess, Mitchie, like my princess." My fingers fisted the dress at my knees, scrunching up the material. I looked down at the dress Shane had brought me when we were in LA. The dress he had chosen at that store. The crimson red chiffon dress drapped my body perfectly, hugging tightly around my chest, but moving out, becoming more flowy down my body untill it ended on my knees. The colour was in perfect contrast against my pale skin, making me look lively and happy. The low neckline and lack of sleeves just added to its beauty and I could tell the first time Shane saw it at that Chanel store he knew that would be the dress I'd be wearing at the premier.
Cheryl moved uncomfortably in her seat, glaring at us for a couple of seconds before staring back at the screen. We didnt stop.
I closed my eye as Shanes lips moved down my neck to my chest. He kissed every bit of exposed skin there untill he was left with the rough material of my dress. My mind wandered everywhere except at the movie that was being played in the enormous screen in front of me. I couldnt concentrate on it, not with Shane next to me. "Baby.." He huskily groaned into my ear, my legs quirming together as his voice hit me, causing every nerve in my body to shoot up to the place inbetween my legs. "You look so..." His hands gently went up and down my arm, rubbing my cold skin and he flicked his tounge into my ear and bit down on my earlobe, flicking it with his tounge and sucking on it. "..so fuckable."
I tuned my face towards him, a blush going to my cheeks the same colour as my dress. It was too dark for anyone to see us. Probably, our shadows moving was all that could be seen to onlookers, but even in the darkness I could see the tone of black his eyes had taken over and that crooked smile on his lips. I shifted a litte, desire taking over me, as I whimpered involentarily into his touch, my lips kissing his face. My hands wandered everywhere at once - his chest, his kness, his stomach, his neck, his face, his thigh, desperatly wanting to feel him, but at the same time not wanting to do anything in front of everyone else. Definately not in front of his collegues, our families, his ex. "Can we go from here?" I whispered. He remained speechless for a second untill he took my hand and lead me out the screening room.
When we left the screening room, he looked left and right, not sure of where he was taking me. We couldnt leave, paparazzi were still outside. We had to stay inside the building. After staring at his left for a couple of unsure seconds he dragged me into a room that had 'cleaners' written on the door. The room was small and dark acquipted with all the cleaning essentials needed for the building. I pinned Shane up against the wall merely a second after we got there, not caring to turn on a light, or find a light or even look where we were going for the matter. My lips attacked his neck with no warning and my hands moved to his shoulders, removing his balzer from his body, holding on to his biceps. He moaned as I bit the mole on his adams apple, wrapping my mouth around it and sucking. His hand moved to my sides, moving up and down, feeling every curve in my body.
My lips desperately met his, tounges colliding against each other instantly, passionately kissing one another. "You're so fucking awesome, baby. Do you know that?" I asked as we stopped in the need of air, our raising and falling chests colliding against each other as we breathed in and out, so close. Our lips didnt stay away from each other for more than ten seconds before he kissed me one more time, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth before letting go. "You're pretty epic yourself, Mitchie." He smiled, his every word, every movement turning me on. I laughed lightly, not saying another word, but pulling my hands around his neck tightly and pushing myself up onto him, my legs straddling his waist. The ends of my beautiful red dress gathered at my hip and my legs crossed around his lower back, secureley clinging myself to him. His hands hid under the material of my dress, pushing me up into a more comfortable position.
"No." I groaned in frustration, digging my head into Shanes neck. "Your movies going on in there. We cant do this now."
-X-
"Long day, but atleast it's over." I sighed, applying pressure on Shanes front as my back pressed up against him and I threw my head backwards, meeting Shanes smiling face.
"Yeah." He agreed, snaking his hands around my waist and lightly kissing my shoulder.
"Mitch.." Caity giggled. "You didnt even do anything. Jason, Shane and Nate are the ones who've been working their butt of promoting the move today all you did was get dressed."
"Shut-up!" I scolded Caity, trowing my clutch forward, towards her but missing and hitting Nates chest instead. "Sorry, Nate." I bit my lip apologetically. "Anyway now, I can get rid of these heels. Geeze they've been killing me all day." I shook my head, leaning down to take them off.
"Not so soon." Nate smirked. "Yeah, Mitch, keep your dancing shoes on." Caity winked, holding the same expression as Nate.
"Seriously, you guys are weird." I shook my head, giving them a odd look.
"We're here." Shane muttered in my ear.
"Where are we going anyway?" I looked back at him, confused.
"C'mon." He smiled, grabbing my hand and escorting me out of the limo.
"Why are we at your hotel?" I asked, the bright lights emitting from the hotel lighting up the street in the darkness the night offered. "Where are you taking me?" I asked again as we walked into the hotel, Jason, Nate and Caity following.
We stopped in front of a set of double doors in the gorund floor, Shane gently pushing them open. "Shane, why is it so dark in there, I cant see anything." I said, skeptically, not taking a step further. He paused and turned back to me. "Do you trust me?" He asked. I squeezed our interwined hands and he pulled me into the room. I heard the doors close behind me, the other three joining us and the lights went on.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Everyone seemed to scream from every place I looked. I looked around in both shock and surprise as all the familiar faces I knew clapped, coming closer and giving me hugs, wishing me for my birthday which was just a couple of hours away. My hands met my mouth as I stood there for a couple of seconds in shock and then turned around to see Shane. He offered me a loving smile and I looked back hugging my well wishers.
The dance floor was occupied by everyone soon enough and I had already lost Nate, Caity and Jason somewhere in the crowd under the disco lights. People walked around with their drinks from the bar at the end of the hall while others chattered and moved their body along with the beat played by the DJ.
Shane put his hand on my waist and gently whispered in my ears. "Hi." My lips automatically twitched up and I turned around to face him. "Shane, thank you. Thank you so much!" I exclaimed against the music, jumping onto him for a hug. Not so elegent with my dress, but still.
"Do you like it?" He asked, pushing back a stand of hair from my face as we parted from the hug. The smile on my face was unremovable. It was like someone had held the sides of my cheeks up with tring. It wount leave my lip for nothing. "I wanted you to spend your 18th birthday with everyone you love. Even your parents are here!" He grinned. "I wanted it to be something you'd always remember."
"I love it, Shane. Thank you!" I pulled him into a small kiss. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me into another hug. I rubbed my nose against his neck and sighing into his touch. He held me against him a little longer and kissed my forehead, but not before I whispered "Thank you" one last time to him.
"For you, baby, I'd do anything. Never doubt that." He pecked my nose. "Wanna see the cake?"
"Okay." I nodded.
-X-
Song - Where you belong Malese Jow Jonas I recomend the song if you havent heard it before it's beautiful.
So, readers, this is the very end to my dear story. I hope you guys liked it and well, it turned out to me MUCH longer than I expected so I cut a whole load out and I still had this which I couldnt alter anymore. I hope I didnt bore you all with its length. And arent Smitchie the cutest thing? Getting matching tattoos and all LMAO.
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