I sigh and tilt my head back against the seat. Shane's car is quite big actually, much bigger than it looks from the outside. I can still distinguish the configuration of the trees and houses outside the window, even though it's pitch black by now.
"I will never be able to thank you enough" I smile, my gaze not leaving the landscape. "But I can't help but feel like a burden for your family"
"Stop talking, don't feel the need to put any pressure on yourself. You're welcome to stay as long as you want" Shane says and I almost get a little caught off guard. I certainly didn't expect him to not only answer me but do it in a nice way as well. Would you look at that!
"Thank you, Shane. Really" I say, turning to look at him. His eyes are still locked on the road ahead of us but I do notice a small smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. My concentration gets interrupted by my message tone. I grab my phone to see who texted me.
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From: Cora ☺️OMG he's never this kind when he talks to anyone!!!
-----------------------------I roll my eyes and let out a quiet sigh, before quickly texting her back and putting down the phone. Shane glances curiously at me.
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From: KaylaCan you not
-----------------------------"Why are you so grumpy all of the sudden?" Shane asks.
"I'm not" I answer and I can almost feel the amount of power Cora needs right now to hold back her giganormous laughter.
"Right, whatever" he rolls his eyes and sighs. Oh no. I don't want to be in the same car as grumpy Shane. I turn back to Cora, who's sitting in the back seat, and do an 'are you serious?!'-look making her giggle like a little girl. Shane switches his gaze between me and Cora through the rearview mirror and sighs once again. Surprisingly though, he doesn't say a thing.
When we finally pull up outside their mansion for a house, I get out from the car and grab my bags from the trunk. Both Cora AND Shane help out, and all I wonder is; Where the heck did Shane Harte go?
When I snap out of my all too regular zombie-mode of thoughts I learn that Shane and Cora are already standing outside the door. I grab the two bags that are left and walk up to them.
"Welcome, Kayla" Stefan greets me when he opens the door for us. I thank him and he turns to Shane. "I must say, son, that I'm really surprised to see you helping anyone other than yourself for once"
Shane snorts and just walks pass him with irritated steps. He throws the huge bags over his shoulders and walks up the stairs before disappearing.
"Hi Kayla, I hope you're feeling fine after all that's happened. Dinner is served in an hour, you go up the stairs and pick a room in the meantime. Make yourself feel like at home" Isabel smiles and I nod and thank her.
Cora helps me out with the remaining luggage. Thankfully, Shane grabbed the heaviest ones so it wouldn't be as tough for us. When we have reached the top of the stairs, a long hallway appears. There are at least 10 doors per side and I don't even know what to say.
"Do you want any suggestions?" Cora grins and I nod. "Take the room at the end of the hallway. It's the biggest and, in my opinion, the prettiest room as well"
"Then I shall obey you, master" I laugh and she does too. We almost drag the bags the last few metres until we finally reach the door. When I open it, it looks exactly like how I imagined it.
"So, I should let you make yourself at home. See you downstairs in 45 minutes, okay?" she smiles.
"Yup, thanks for everything"
"You're welcome"
She disappears from the room and I plop down on the enormous bed. Wow, is all I can think about. This must be the most amazing room that I've ever seen, nothing like my own at home. Home...
I understand that I let mother down, but... How could she do this to me? What will happen next? Will I ever talk to her again?
Suddenly I hear someone knocking lightly on the door. I don't say anything since this 'someone' is already opening it.
"Hey" Shane says with a soft voice, and I just sit there and process the voice for a minute. It sounds so different when he isn't angry or mean, like... I can't describe it.
"Hey"
"How are you doing?" he asks. What's up with this playing nice act? It's not like him.
"Oh, I'm fine, just... A bit worried, maybe. I don't know what will happen next"
"Don't worry, it will be alright"
I await for a few seconds before answering again, to be completely sure that he isn't going to make fun of me or mock around. I'm definately not in the mood right now.
"I hope so" I say and he sighs before sitting down beside me on the bed. Then, we just sit there in silence for quite a while before he finally speaks up about what I assume is what he really wanted to know.
"I want to ask you a question, but promise to not get all moody about it" he says.
"Sure, ask all you want"
"Are you really going to have fun singing that duet with Trevor?"
I turn to him with an irritated look.
"Really Shane?"
"You promised not to get moody!"
"Whatever. Why do you care so much?" I ask with a sigh. He doesn't answer, all he does is smirk, get up from the bed and walk out. I don't even know what's going on with him right now, okay?
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Inside | Shane Harte
FanfictionBook 1 in the Inside-series. WINNER in the fanfiction genre of "Writing contest for all". It's the first day of college and Kayla couldn't be more excited. She's been dreaming about going to a music academy her whole life, and now she's finally abou...