Love me Endlessly

Chapter 22- Fancy seeing you here.

*Shane's P.O.V*

"Knock. Knock." Lauren poked her head into my room, which I was getting ready in. I glanced at her through my full body mirror before focusing my attention back on the many shirts I had laid out on the floor. "What's up?"

"Trying to pick out a shirt for my date with Cecilia." I told her, eyes roaming over the selection I had. "I just...don't know what to wear."

Lauren walked fully into the room and over to where I was standing. "H'm..." She hummed, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "I say the grey collared button up. It isn't too fancy and it isn't too casual. It basically will fit in to every occasion. " She nodded her head as a final thought. I studied the shirt and bent down to pick it up.

"Yeah and the selves come down to my elbows so if we go to a club or something I won't have to worry about getting hot." I said as I pulled the tank top I was wearing over my head with one hand. I looked up at Lauren and saw that she was studying my chest intently. "Like what you see, shrimp?" I smirked making her blush.

"Shut up!" She muttered making me laugh. "I was just looking at the tattoo over your heart." She said and I automatically knew which one she was talking about.

"1995." I said smiling a bit, tracing over the Gothic ink with my fingers. "The year I first met Ella." I added and Lauren rolled her eyes.

"Of course it is." She groaned, plopping down on my dark blue comforter. I raised an eyebrow at her as I slipped my arms into the selves of the shirt.

"What is that suppose to mean?" I asked, eyeing her quizzically.

"It's just...everything you have basically revolves around Ella. It is quite disgusting. Especially when all she is doing is stringing you along. " Lauren voiced and I rolled my eyes, buttoning up the shirt.

"She isn't stringing me along." I defended and She scoffed. "She isn't! Okay she has told me many times that she wanted Lyric and Lyric only. And just earlier today we came to agreement that we just need to stay friends." I added. "And not everything I own revolves around her."

"Bull crap!" Lauren snapped. "I could name at least ten things in here that Ella either got you or talked you into getting."

"Okay. Name them then." I retorted, walking over to my dresser, and pulling open my beanie drawer.

"Okay, well there is Rose." She started pointing at my guitar that Ella gave me when we started six grade. "And She is named after Ella's middle name. Then there is that very watch you are wearing now. The old dark red hoddie hanging on the bed post. Your cookie monster wallet that she got you for your fourteenth birthday. Your wooden guitar pick that she helped you picked out during senior year." She finished and I stood there with a 'Well-ya-got-me-there!' look.

"You said at least ten and you only listed five." I smirked and she shot me a glare. "Okay fine. Most of my things revolves around her but what do you expect? I have known her since I was six. You collect some things when you know someone that long. Physically and mentally."

"Yeah I get that." She sighed. "I don't know. I just think you have your mind wrapped around a girl who doesn't even deserve you." She added and I frowned at bit, placing a black beanie on my flat hair.

"She deserves more than me. I understand that now. Which is why I'm letting go and moving on." I stated and Lauren nodded with a small smile. "And look at me know. Getting ready for a date with a extremely attractive and rad girl. I've never felt so alive." She giggled at my words, pushing herself off my bed.

"I'm happy for you, Shane." She smiled, hugging me tight, and her head falling right under my chin.

"Thanks, Shrimp." I replied, giving a tight squeeze before pulling away. "Will you pick out a pair of shoes while I brush my teeth." I asked, giving her my best puppy dog eyes.