It's Okay if you don't love me, yet *A SHOEY FANFIC*

Chapter 18: We're all alone.

{Shanes Pov}

I woke up with Joey in just about the same postion we were in when we fell asleep. I rubbed his shoulder up and down while telling him to get up.

Joey: I don't wanna.

Shane: We are all alone now, you know what that means, right?

Joey: Totally.

Joey and I immediately looked at eachother, before dashing out of the bedroom. I slid down the stairs handle bar, almost falling off twice. Joey ran down beside me. He beat me by half a second.

I pushed him on the couch, and he started to laugh as I attempted to tickle him.

Joey: Shane!

Joey yelled. I laughed at this, and Joey pushed me backwards on the ground.

Shane: Hey!

Joey got on top of me, and pinned my shoulders to the ground. He laughed as I struggled to get up, failing. Even though I'm bigger than him, he has much better muscles than I ever will. I gave up trying to get up.

Shane: Okay. You win. What do you want?

Joey smashed his lips into mine soon after, moving his hands down my chest. I kissed him back, roughly. I love how being with Joey, I could kiss him roughly without him pulling away or breaking the kiss like Lisa would. I like how I could even bite him or his lip, even drawing blood, without him complaining and getting mad about it like Lisa would. I love everything about Joey. I love the way his beard rubs up against my face, leaving some small scratch marks, and maybe even a small rash the day after, reminding me that meant we had a really nice kiss. I liked his chest, how it was some-what shaved, but not fully anymore since he stopped. It's awfully perfect. I loved how his legs wrapped around mine when we kissed like this. How his fingers liked to twirl my hair. How he would sometimes laugh while we kissed. Someone else's laughter in your mouth is the best kind of laughter if you ask me. Joey slowly pulled away from our kiss.

Joey: Wanna get some breakfast?

Joey got off of me, leaving me lying there on the ground.

Shane: Tease.

I joked as I got up and followed Joey in the kitchen. He was sitting there, stirring the tea he made last night at the table, which was not a table, because it's more like a booth. I sat by him giving him a kiss on the cheek. He giggled.

Joey: Thank you Shaney!

Shane: No problem, boo.

I winked at Joey. He laughed.

Joey: What do you wanna do today?

I just rubbed my hand on Joeys leg and winked at him.

Joey: Dont you think you've been getting enough action this week?

Joey joked, laughing at his own joke.

Shane: I don't believe in such a thing as 'Too much action.'

Joey: We should take Corny and Chewy to the dog park! Stacy loves going there!

Stacy. I don't know about her. I'm terribly jealous of her. I'm terribly jealous around most girls that hang around Joey, even Meghan sometimes. I know she wouldn't ever do anything to hurt me, though.

Shane: Will she be there?

Joey: I don't know. I could invite her!

Shane: Dog parks aren't my thing.

Joey: Then I'll just invite her over here and tell her to bring Paige and Molly. They can hang out in the backyard, while we do our gaming!

With that Joey skipped away from the kitchen, and more importantly my grip and hearing range. Poop. Stacy's coming over for sure.

I followed Joey up the stairs.

Shane: Are you sure you just don't wanna cuddle? Or watch netflix? Or kiss me some more?

Joey laughed at this, thinking I was kidding. I knew it was a long-shot.

Joey: I already invited her over. She said yes. And all those things can wait. I have to post daily on my gaming channel.

Did he just put me off?

Shane: Oh I see.

Joey: I didn't mean it like that.

Shane: Oh no. I get it.

Joey tried to kiss me, but I pushed him back even through his pressure he was applying.

Shane: No.

Joey: What?

Shane: I don't wanna kiss you right now. I don't even want to hug you.

I just friend-zoned Joey, while in a relationship with him. Woah.

Joey: What do you mean by that?

Shane: I mean exactly what I said.

Joey: Shane...

Shane: No. No 'Shane..' This or 'Shaney..' That. Just don't. Don't touch me.

I walked out of the bedroom door, and quickly walked down the stairs, Joey following me. I don't know why I'm mad, or why I'm crying tears of anger and frustration right now. I just am.

Joey: Shane. Don't be like this.

I searched for my keys in the kitchen. Where in the world did I put them? Screw it. Screw keys. I'll just walk around. I grabbed my phone and headed towards the door.

Joey: Shane! Don't!

I slammed the door behind me. Was I really just walking out on Joey? Joey tried to follow me, but was still only in his boxers, when I had already changed. He came out to the end of the driveway.

Joey: Shane! Please! Don't leave me!

Why aren't I more understanding? Why am I so self- centered? Maybe this is why I'm so hated by everyone. Maybe it's just me. I heard Joey slam the door behind him as he ran up the driveway. It wasn't long before I got a text from him.

'Joey-Anya <3': Where are you going?

I made sure to read it, and just not answer it.

'Joey-Anya <3': Please come home. I miss you already. What'd i do?

I read that one too.

'Joey- Anya <3': I'm coming. Wherever you are.

I ran to the small community park, and found myself swinging on the swing set alone. Gosh. Why am I so.. Sensitive? I shouldn't be offended by Joey wanting to hang out with his friends. I started crying again. Sh*t.

I saw Joey pull up in his car, and tried not to make eye contact with him, so he wouldn't see me, maybe. But in all honestly, it's like people are litterally drawn straight away to his blue-green glistening eyes. He saw me, parked the car quickly on the side of the road, and ran to me.

I looked to the ground, and he came up and hugged me.

Joey: I cancelled it.

I kept my head looking down.

Joey: Isn't that what you wanted? I thought you'd be happy and love me again. What's wrong?

Shane: I just get so jealous. Honestly I'm more angry with myself than I am to you.

Joey: So you forgive me?

Honestly, even though it was kinda my fault, I didn't want to exactly say I forgave him for blowing me off. But I ended up saying it anyways.

Shane: Yeah.

He quickly pushed his lips back into mine. He ran his fingers down my sides.

Joey: I love you, babe.

That's what he said. But in my mind all I was hearing was Joey saying: 'You're so easy, Shane. You couldn't stand your ground if your feet were superglued to it. Basically, puddy in my hands.' But he wasn't saying that, he was dragging me to the car, and driving me back home.