Shourtney/Shartney One Shots

You're here with me

Shayne is popular among a lot of people. I've noticed that. Fans are always saying how funny and hot he is, and I agree with them.

I'm allowed to think he's hot, right? I mean, friends can think stuff like that. Have you seen the guy?

Olivia thinks I have these feelings for him, and you know, it's probably true. I always like being around Shayne even if he's not even paying attention to me. I find comfort in being around him and it just makes me so happy.

He's been there when I feel down and always knows how to cheer me up. Because of that, he was the first person I went to after my breakup. I remember that day very clearly.

I had just broken up with Whalid, and I had just tweeted about it. I was crying the entire time and I couldn't stop, so without a second thought I grabbed my phone and dialed Shayne's number.

"Hello?" The sound of his voice had made me a little happier

"Shayne...I need..." I couldn't say what it was I needed to. I was crying too much. Thankfully, he seemed to pick up on that and his voice became worried.

"Courtney? Is everything okay?" He asked

"...no..." I said meekly.

"I'm coming over," he hung up and I dropped my phone onto the floor and fell onto the couch. A little later I heard a knock on the door. "Courtney? It's Shayne, I'm here"

I slowly got up and opened my door and Shayne immediately hugged me. I hugged him back and cried into his chest. I can't remember how long we sat there, but it felt nice that he was there for me when I was upset.

I remember that I later told him about what happened and his eyes were filled with sympathy. He hugged me again and told me this: "Everything's going to be okay, Court"

I believe him. I knew that it would. He's been through a breakup before, so he knows how I feel.

Remembering how he was there for me put a smile on my face. Damn, I must really like this guy. I watched as Shayne walked into the office and landed on one of the beanbag chairs on the floor.

"I'm pooped," he said. His voice was muffled in the beanbag when he spoke.

"Getting acknowledged by fans too much for you or something?" I asked laughing.

"No," he rolled over so that he was on his back, "I'm just tired"

"Didn't get much sleep, huh?"

"Nope. I was up most of the night working on some sketch stuff"

"You know you shouldn't be doing that late at night"

"Yeah I know, but it's like homework. You forget to do it during the day, so you do it in the most inconvenient time possible"

"Well, I can't argue with that"

He stood up and sat on the couch next to me. He was leaning back on the back of the couch with his arms on his stomach. He sat there for some time and didn't move. I poked his arm and he opened one eye to look at me.

"Yes?"

"Just checking to see if you were alive," I said, "It would appear you are"

I let Shayne be and he rested for most of the time. We had finished up filming for the day, so he wasn't needed for anything else. I got pretty tired from today's activities, so I laid back on the couch too and fell asleep.

I woke up later to see Damien in front of me. He was sitting on a chair and talking to someone. I heard Shayne's voice, so I'm assuming he was awake now. I was more comfortable than before and I realized that it was because I was leaned up against Shayne with my head on his shoulder. He had his arm around me and was talking like this was normal. I kinda liked it too. I closed my eyes again and smiled happily knowing I was safe where I was.