Ah so I'm doing this against my better judgement, I've got so much work to do, with the deadline being Thursday, but reviews make me happy, and what makes me happier is that you guys read this and actually like it,, I'm paranoid that this fic is crap and that you all pity me lol! Anyway THANKS SOOOOO MUCH! 301 REVIEWS! WOOOOO now that's what I'm talking about
Glad you all liked the guys in dresses. I made three of my guy friend's walk around town in dresses as a dare, funniest image ever.
So without further delay enjoy! Chapter 21!
A/N I KNOW I SAID THIS CHAPTER WOULD BE LONG BUT LOOK AT THE SPOILERS, THEN YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHY I NEEDED TO DO THIS FILLER TYPE CHAPTER
-
SARAH POV
"Well at least he can give his daughter fashion tips" I blurted out as we entered the car. Mitchie stopped dead in her tracks and looked at me, her eyes widened and her mouth open slightly
"You're having a girl?!" she exclaimed, I nodded simply, not showing any significant emotion.
"Well ...congratulations!" I smiled, knowing she was trying her best to put on brave face. Ever since the outburst at the thanksgiving meal yesterday, it became apparent to me that there was a lot more in Shane and Mitchies friendship than I once thought. In all honesty I think there are a lot of unsaid feelings on both their parts. Which only makes me feel even worse.
I was standing in the middle of two people's lives, preventing them from saying what they want to say and do what they want to do.
Well that conversation was two weeks ago now, and Christmas was approaching fast. A holiday I would normally look forward too, but this year I can't help think that it's going to be an uncomfortable and lonely one. Just me and the bump, the bump that has now well and truly prevented me from wearing my favourite jeans, which now lay in my bottom drawer, silently praying that one day I'll be able to get them over my hips again.
My mom had against her better judgement invited me to spend Christmas day with the family, and the oh so wonderful Callum, but I don't know if I could tolerate a day's worth of agonizingly painful lectures on how I have fucked up my life.
Shane had invited me to spend the holidays with him as well, but I couldn't. I'd already ruined his family's thanksgiving with my presence; I didn't want to do the same again. He's practically been at my beck and call whenever I needed him, and it was killing me.
I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket, taking my attention off of my teacher who was rambling on about some pointless rubbish. Who needs musical theory to become a producer anyway?
I opened up a message and began to type as discreetly as possible, not wanting to be caught. 'I don't think I can do this any longer' I pressed send, my finger still hovering over the button I had previously pressed.
It was true; I can't do this any longer. This isn't fair.
-
MITCHIE POV
Okay it's official; I have feelings for two people. Ever since thanksgiving my minds been running constantly, trying to decide what to do.
What do I do?
I can't just like two people, I can't have two people. And I certainly can't have two people who are brothers! Why is my life so friggin complicated?
Do I like the curly haired, sensitive, angelic Nate or Shane, the expecting teenage father, who's been in my life since I could practically stand?
The sensible or the spontaneous?
The safe player or the daring one?
God I don't know!
This is so fucked up.
My head tells me to go for Nate, he wouldn't dare break my heart, but I don't want to be treated like I'm fragile . But my heart? I think it's always sided with Shane.
I threw myself on my bed, frustrated and bored out of my mind. I should be at school, hell, I should be in double history, but I begged my mom to give me the day off, claiming that I really needed it. And I did. My head was all over the place and there was no way i'd be able to concentrate on anything or anyone. My mom had been really supportive recently, i would share everything with her, now that Jake is so wrapped up in his perfect little world with his perfect girlfriend. She knew what i was going through, and how it was effecting my ability to do everyday things.
I had received a text as soon as Nate realised I wasn't turning up, asking me what was wrong, if I was ill, or if it was something more serious. See how caring he is!? This wasn't helping my decision making.
This emotional turmoil has to stop, i had to make up my mind one way or another, how was i going to do that? The one and only...
Jason.
He was coming down the day after Boxing Day to spend the rest of the holidays with us, apparently his parents aren't big fans of the festive period. I'd talk to him then. He was the only one i could trust besides Nate and Shane, and quite frankly i don't think it would be a good idea to talk to them about my confused feelings. Jason would hear me out, he wouldn't judge me,he'd have a solution to make everything fine, right?
-
SHANE POV- FAST FORWARDED TO CHRISTMAS!
I love Christmas, everything about it, I love. The family, the presents, the dinner, everything. And best of all? I get to spend the entire evening with Mitchie in our annual Christmas movie marathon. No Sarah, and no Nate, just the two of us.
I was on the verge of exploding. I've spent weeks upon weeks bottling up my feelings towards her, and in all honesty I don't think I can keep this up for much longer.
"NATE WAKE UP!" I shook Nate, trying to wake him up. When it came to Christmas I was still an eight year old at heart. I waited for a few seconds and still nothing. I shook him again "C'mon wake up!"
He mumbled "five more minutes' mom"
I rolled my eyes "NO! And I'm not mom you fool" I reached over to his bed side table and grabbed the half empty glass of water. I know, I'm a pessimist. Before throwing it over his face
"WHAT THE!" Nate exclaimed, his eyes shot open "what the fuck Shane?" he looked pissed.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS, now get up!"
I leapt down the stairs like an over excited kid to see my parents already in the living room sipping patiently on a cup of coffee.
We exchanged 'merry Christmases' until Nate decided to tear himself away from his bed. It was a family tradition that the youngest would always open their presents first and then it continued in age order.
I watched as Nate opened expensive present after expensive present. My parents had always been extravagant when it came to Christmas and birthdays but seriously, a new laptop, iPod, flat screen TV and clothes, all for one person? Crazy. I watched patiently as the piles of gifts were growing smaller and smaller, wondering what on earth I had, if anything.
Finally it was my turn."Here you go son" my mum passed me a small gold box with a large ribbon wrapped around it. I eyed it curiously, my mind racing with what it could possibly be "Well open it!" My dad knocked me out of my thoughts as I began to untie the ribbon, lifting the lid off the box carefully
"NO FREAKING WAY! ARE YOU SERIOUS?"I stared wide eyed at the box in front of me, a single key with a land rover key ring lying in the middle of it. I looked towards my parents in total disbelief.
"Well we thought seeming as Nate has a decent car already, and that you've got the baby on the way and everything that you needed something a little better than that rust bucket" my dad finished
"Hey that's my pride and joy you're talking about" isaid defensively. I honestly loved my car, it had been through a lot with me over the past two years, who cares if it was a little rusty?
"Well if you don't want it..."
"WHAT NO! I WANT IT! CAN I SEE IT?" I asked eagerly
"In the garage" I practically jumped up off my feet and raced to the garage, there standing a metallic navy land rover. I stood, looking at it in complete awe.
I made my way back into the living room minutes later with one question playing on my mind "So what am I going to do with the mustang?"
"Well..."my mum began "We thought you could give it to Mitchie, I mean it's yours and it's your decision, but if you ask me that would blow any other present you've got her out of the water"
A smile crept upon my face, this was perfect.
-
I practically ran out of my house, towards the Torres' as soon as the clock hit four, there was no way I was going to be late for this.
I knocked on her door repeatedly until she answered "Alright impatient!" she said looking slightly unamused
"Come with me" I grabbed her wrist and dragged her bare footed down the road to my car.
"Why have you dragged me to your car?"
"It's not my car"
She looked at me as if I was stupid "I think you'll find it is Shane"
I shook my head "Nope that definitely not my car"
"What the hell are you on about? Have you got amnesia or something"
"Nope"
"WELL WHAT THEN?" she said, her voiced raised
"Its yours." I said simply. I looked towards her as her eyes widened, her mouth opening and closing as if she was trying to say something
"w-what?" she finally managed to stutter out
I grabbed the keys from my pocket and opened up her palm, placing them in the middle "Its yours"
"What?Why?How?"
I let out a small laugh "My parents brought me a new one for Christmas and I thought you'd like my girl"
"Are you serious?" I nodded "Oh my god! This is like the best present ever! Thank you thank you thank you" She practically hurled herself at me, wrapping her arms round me in a bone crushing hug "You're amazing do you know that?"
"I know, now c'mon we've got a movie marathon to start"
She pulled away, her face still beaming "Okay!"
We began to make our way back into her house as she said "Oh and Shane, never refer to your car as 'your girl' in my presence again"
"Fine."
-
"So what's it going to be first? Miracle on 34th street or Elf?" I asked, holding both DVD cases in my hand. I already knew her answer, it was predictable, Mitchie could never turn down a good comedy, even for a classic
"Err, Oh...ELF!" See.
I nodded and put the disc in before making my way over to the sofa which she was currently occupying half of. "Move over" I demanded lightly
"Make me" she stuck her tongue out at me, folding her arms across her chest.
I raised an eyebrow "Oh you want to play it like that do you?" i smiled deviously before sitting on her stomach and grabbing the bowl of popcorn off of the table
"SHANEEEE!!!" she whined
"Mmm?"
"Get off of me"
"I'm sorry what was that?" I asked, playing the oblivious
"Get off of me, please"
I raised my hand to my chin, pondering in thought for a second "What's in it for me?"
"I'll move I swear"
I grinned and got up as she shuffled along
"Thank you " I said sitting down beside her, as she rested her head against my shoulder
I couldn't help but smile, as she snuggled into me, her head lying on my chest. My heart was racing at a million miles an hour, I just hope she couldn't tell. Personal contact like this never used to have this sort of effect on me, but now, it caused a million butterflies erupt in the pit of my stomach. I wrapped my arms around her, wanting to stay like this forever. God if only she knew what she did to me.
After the third film finished I glanced towards Mitchie who was now fast asleep against my chest, I couldn't help but stare affectionately, she looked so serene, so beautiful. Jason was right, I had to tell her, maybe she might feel the same towards me. I was going to do it. New Years Eve, New Year and maybe a new chapter for the two of us.
So there you go, this was a crap chapter, I've got big plans for the next one and I didn't know how to get to that point so please review! I'm really looking forward to writing the next chapter!So much so I've already started it! It's finally a milestone in this story, in my eyes we can finally see where it's going to go. So I'm going to give you some spoilers, more reviews=more drama. I would love to have 320 by the time I update, that's 19 reviews; I know you can do it! But if you can't 315! Pretty please
UPDATE SHOULD BE UP AROUND TUESDAY
SPOILERS:
NEW YEARS SPECIAL: PART 1
GREYS THROW A NEW YEARS PARTY
WE FINALLY FIND OUT WHATS WRONG WITH SARAH
JASON OVER HEARS
DOES SHANE REVEAL HIS TRUE FEELINGS?
MITCHIE MAKES UP HER MIND
NATE TRIES TO PURSUE MITCHIE....DOES IT SUCCEED?
MITCHIE LOSES IT WITH SARAH- BIG TIME.