Fifty Shades of Shane // Shane Dawson fanfiction

Chapter 14

I'm left sitting there at the restaurant in complete shock.
He knows I want him.
What's is he going to do?
I can still hear his voice in my head "You can't escape me"
I feel terrified but also excited. I want to know what he will do.
I decide to try to ignore my constant thoughts of Shane and move on with my immensely complicated life.
I dump my tray and head out the door.
It is now completely dark, the only lights are the street lamps outside the shop. It's a bit chilly so I quickly walk across the parking lot to my car. I get inside and start it up. I had left my phone on the seat so I turn it on to check for any notifications. I notice that there is a text message alert. From Shane. Oh no.
"I want you at my house. How does Friday sound?"
Oh god. What do I say? I promised myself that I would get him out of my life because it's just wrong. But, if he is going to keep asking me to go with him, what can I do?
The I suddenly remember that I have an excuse. I made plans to go to Trevor's on Friday.
"Can't. I have plans with someone else. Aren't you supposed to be leaving me alone?" I text back. I am hoping that he gets jealous and more demanding. I WANT HIM. I can't control my feelings. Screw if it's right or not I want him. I need him. I need Shane.
I drive home, park my car, and walk into my apartment. It's the same as I had left it but something feels different. I feel different.
Suddenly I feel a buzz in my hand, it's my phone. I feel a shock of excitement go through my body. Im really hoping that it's Shane demanding my company.
To my luck it is him but, his tone isn't what I had hoped for.
"Okay then. Maybe some other time."
What? This is not the Shane that I know.
"K?" I text back, quite disappointed.
I take off my shoes and jacket. Then turn on the T.V. for some background noise. I walk into the kitchen and pour myself a glass of chocolate almond milk. I take my glass and sit on the couch to watch T.V..
But, I can't pay any attention to the show playing on the screen. I keep thinking about Shane. I smile at the thought of his kisses. I smile even more when I remember that night when we had sex.

A bit later, I realize that it's quite late. I get a shower, crawl into bed, and fall asleep. Thoughts of Shane never leaving my mind.