I Was Kidnapped And... I Liked It? Boyxboy.

Guts Over Fear.

Chapter 17.

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Guts Over Fear. (Eminem Ft. Sia.)

*** Shane's P.O.V ***

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"Fuck," I hissed, hoping around on one foot, cradling the other that I'd just hit in my hands.

"Hey, language you," Chris reprimanded half heartedly.

I glared over at him, still rubbing my sore foot from where I hit it.

"I'm sorry that I hurt myself," I muttered, putting my foot down on the floor and testing it to see if it hurt.

"You need to get ready you, remember? I'm taking you out on a date tonight? George only had to do something for half an hour, and that was over an hour ago, ya know," Chris told me with a smirk, I could tell that he was happy I was still here though. He didn't really want to get rid of me.

There was a knock on our bedroom door, and George stuck her head around the door to look in at us.

"Are you ready to leave yet?" She asked Chris, raising her eyebrows.

"I guess so," Chris muttered, getting up from his seat and kissing my forehead as he made his way out of the room, "don't be too long, okay?"

"Just go!" Georgia pushed him out quicker when he was close enough, and she laughed closing and locking the door, coming into the room.

"Now you," she said with a smirk, turning to me, "tell me everything!"

"You already know most of it," I told her, laughing a little, "what else do you want to know?"

"Everything?" She asked sarcastically.

"There's not much I can tell," I muttered this time, looking down at my hands, twiddling them in my lap.

"There must be something! Come on Shae, I know you better than that," she gave me her deadpan look and I sighed. There was something, but I thought that if I said it aloud it just made it more real.

"I can't G,"I sighed, what if I did tell her? What would she think of me, really? It was stupid, and pathetic, and I just wouldn't know what to do if I admitted it, and then started to grow on the idea of it. 

"Why can't you Shane? What is so bad that you couldn't tell your best friend?" She gave me that look again, the one that she would always give me when she wanted to know information, and it also meant that she knew that I knew that she wouldn't judge me. 

"Fine..." I looked up at her with a sad face, "you can't tell anyone, okay? Not a soul George, if you do..." 

"I know, I know, you'll have my balls, now tell me!" Georgia looked so happy as she watched me struggling to tell her. 

"Well... I think I may... Sorta, like it here," I looked down again, "I don't wanna be here though G, I wanna be at home although it's hell on earth, I want it to be like it used to be,ya know?" 

"I know Shae," she came over to me and wrapped her arms around me tightly, "but it's not bad here, Shae, Chris really does care about you. He wants to give you the best life that he can.Yeah... He may not have gone about meeting you in the best way possible, he knows that, you know that. But now he's trying to make up for it. He wants to get to know you, and I want y best friend back, I've missed you more than you can believe Shane. Now you're back, I'm not gonna let you go without making you feel bad about it." 

I laughed then, that was just typical George. 

"But... Your mum, she misses you..." Georgia looked guilty then, but only for a minute before she was smiling again. 

"One day I'll go back to her, explain to her everything that happened and she'll forgive me," she looked confident that this plan would work. 

"G..." 

"Don't give me that G shit, Shane. I've made up my mind," she stepped away from me then with a hard face, "but I didn't come in here to talk about me did I? I came in to get the gossip from you." 

She was back to normal.

"George..." 

"Yeah?" She looked preppy as I called her name. 

"Help me? What am I gonna wear for my date tonight?" 

And then she was in her element and I knew that one day I might regret this, but for now I was going to enjoy it.