LOVING SHANE GREY

I knew I would never fall out of love with him.

Even when he doesn't know what he wants, even when he crawls back to Demi. . .

How could I have known? How could I have known he would do that?

I was naïve, too trusting, silly, and stupid!

As I packed my bags, I smiled bitterly at the photo album full of our photos together. I had been looking at it before the concert, but now,I couldn't look at it without crying.

It was all my fault, I hadn't made him ask me officially. I thought we were in a relationship.

At that moment, my phone rang. It was Malik, he had such impeccable ttiming. Either that, or he had watched TMZ and other gossip channels.

"How are you holding up?" he asked, panting down the line.

I laughed humourlessly, and he laughed too.

"Are you running?"

"On the treadmill? Yeah."

Zayn Malik was my best friend, or the guy I had a big crush on him, or his accent, or perhaps both. He was in One Direction, my favourite Brit Boy Band. We had met and liked each other immediately. He had been so sweet and we had been inseparable as friends. However, I liked Niall more coz we had a lot more in common.

We had gone on a number of dates together, and we had fun, a lot. We had karaoke, played guitar and piano, ate out, talked, got to meet his sibling, and we got into many silly pranks, me and him.

Harry and I, though, was a different story. We were attracted to each other, but I think it was more of a sexual thing. Believe you me, it was all him, coz I found him pretty cute. Dimples, curls and green eyes. And he could look like an angel.

Louis had just met his girlfriend after 6 months away, and I got a chance to meet him. he had looked like the kind of guy I would like to have around for comic relief.

Then, liam, the responsible Direction guy. He had a sense of direction. Yes, for real. He was younger than Louis who tossed carrots at everyone because he had gotten like a zillion after a concert, and he was trying to dispose them off, by hitting everyone he could with them. harry was also good at that game, so you can imagine how bad it was.

Even then, I knew I couldn't stay, no matter how much Shane was the only person I wanted to be with. It hurt to see him happy with her, as if I had never done that to him-make him happy. I had changed my accent for him, wore make-up for him, wore stiletto heels for him, and I even learnt how to fit the description of the girl that Shane Grey would fall for. But it never worked, and here he was, in love with Demi.

I sank down to the floor, and began to sing the saddest, most depressing song that Tay, my friend, had sung after she broke up with someone.

"So I'll sit,

Down on the floor wearing your clothes

Wondering why its like this

Coz I don't know how to be someone you miss

Never knew we'd have a last kiss

Never knew it'd feel like this

And your name

Forever the name on my lips"

As if on cue, my phone rang, and there it was, Taylor. Calling to see if I was okay. I had been hanging out with her of late, trying to keep busy as she did her 'Red Tour' and I was so glad I had mine too, though I would be with him.

Ugh!

How are you doing today? Feeling any better dear?-Tay

No, I feel worse-Me

I am so sorry. So you are sure about this? You could just come to my tour you know!-Tay

You know that is why I love you, you offer me awesome options when I have already finished my plans and set them in motion. Thanks Tay.-Me

Well, you are welcome. So, are we still on for tonight?-Tay

Yup, I will be waiting for you backstage. Will watch your entire show with the girls.-Me

Thanks! Love yah! :* get better soon sweet pie! 3-Tay

I will. See you tonight.-Me

"you look like bad news,

I gotta have you

I gotta have you"

And she was done with her performance tonight. It was the Nokia Stadium and the entire show had been electrifying. Shane had chosen not to go because, oh well, Demi had her own show too and he wanted to suck faces with her. Nate was in New York, acting at Broadway. Jason had come with Danielle who loved Taylor.

"Sarah!" I heard her yell and she flung herself at me. she was wearing these cute little shorts that I loved but could never really wear. Caity had put them on because I had begged her to. I wish Nate could see her in them.

I hugged her back and she fake-sobbed. I patted her back, and she grinned. We were almost the same height, but she was definitely taller.

"lets go eat some icecream!" she yelled but Selena said that she wanted one with less calories. She had a photoshoot within the next few days. I would miss her.

"I will put you in my carry-on," I said, smiling at Selena.

"Don't dare, Justin will tear the world apart looking for her." Taylor said rolling her eyes.

"Well, isn't he cute!" Caity said, and Tay made as if to gag. Really, Taylor?

"Really, I know you don't like him , but come on." Selena said, pointing her spoon at Taylor.

I took out my phone and snapped a photo of the girls and tweeted, "we out for icecream."

Tay decided to caption hers differently, "Keeping Cool after such a hot performance. Thanks everyone for coming to Nokia."

Caitlyn captioned hers as "girlfriends are better than anything."

And Selena, oh well, lets say she captioned hers so differently it got Shane running to see me at the airport.

"Flight 225 to London please prepare to board. We are leaving in thirty minutes."

As I stood up, I heard someone call me. "SARAH! STOP!"

I turned, only to see Shane, so I started to try push my stuff ahead, but he got to me before I could go far.

"Why are you leaving?"

"Well, I thought that I deserved a break from all the work I have been doing."

He looked at me sadly, "is it about Demi?"

I froze.

Of course it is, Dummy! "No it isn't."

He took me in his arms, hugging me and refusing to let go. I don't know why I didn't pull away, and why he didn't. even then, this feeling felt like Deja-vu and I couldn't shake the feeling that this had happened before.

"I love you Sarah. Please come back," he whispered, not at all worried that maybe someone would find out who we were.

"Flight 225, Ten minutes to departure."

"You have to go."

"Yes I know," I whispered, and we broke apart. I temporarily forgot all the hate I had held against him and looked at him.

He was leaning towards me, his lips puckered.

"What are you doing?"

"Goodbye Kiss."

"Oh, right." I said, and turned my cheek so he'd kiss it. Aww.

"Will text you later?" he asked. I nodded

"Five minutes to take off, flight 225."

I turned, started to go, then ran back, hugged him one more time and turned again to go, ready for anything and everything.

I was in love with Shane Gray and all I could do was look at him in awe.

Stupid me!