Theft Of Love (A Shane Dawson Love Story) **FINISHED**

Are You... Good?

I wake up on Shane's lap. He runs his hand through my thick hair. I hold his hand and smile. He kisses me on the cheek, "Morning, Babe." He whispers.

I turn around. "Good morning." I yawn.

He chuckles then becomes serious. "I-I have to ask you something." He says.

I stare into his eyes. Oh no, was he going to break up with me? Wait-- Are we even a thing? Or just some fling?

He sighs. "Does this mean you're.... Good?"

I think and think. "I-I don't...... I don't know. Money's hard. I mean, my house is expensive, and the damages are going to cost a whole lot more."

He kisses me. "Fix up your house, and---" He stops short.

"What?" I ask.

"Move in with me."

I gasp. "Are you.... Are you serious?"

He shakes his head. "Scar, I love you, and I want to be with you forever."

I am about to say "yes" when.... "That doesn't make sense. Where am I going to stay?"

"I was thinking that maybe we could rent an apartment of our own. One close by so I can still see my family."

I smile. "Yes. A million times yes!"

His smile... Sigh!

Now, he's mine.