Lonely Hearts Club {Pentatonix Oneshot}

Lonely Hearts Club

We had just finished our show in Sacramento, California. Avi went to the catering room to find some food, Kevin went somewhere private to call his family, he'd always done that after every show, and Scott, Mitch, and I went to sit in the dressing room.

I sat alone at the mirror and went on my phone, on Instagram. I posted the picture Mitch had taken of the audience and sent to me on the band's page, and then I looked at Jeremy's page. God, I missed him. I missed him and Olaf so much.

I looked up for a second to see Scott and Mitch kissing passionately and cuddling on the couch. They'd always hated having to hide their love, not being able to do anything onstage, so after every show they'd cuddle, kiss each other, and touch each other, never wanting to let go. Honestly, it was really cute, they had a perfect relationship.

I stared at them for a bit when jealousy started to bubble up in me. It wasn't fair, they got to be together all the time. They got to wake up next to each other, get ready together, sing together, laugh together, and just be together 24/7. And they'd complain about how they'd have to keep their relationship secret. It wasn't fair. They got to kiss each other every day. The closest I got to having any interactions with my boyfriend was Skyping him. They actually got to be in each other's presence.

I watched them for a while, seeing them kiss and then not kiss. Scott would tell Mitch how beautiful he was or something, and Mitch would look away, blushing and smiling, dimples showing. Them kissing each other's cheeks. Scott tickling Mitch lightly so he'd look up at him and kiss him. Them whispering little secrets to each other and giggling. Scott kissing Mitch's forehead and Mitch nuzzling into Scott's neck. Their hands always holding onto one another, then they'd somehow sink even more into the couch, wrapping themselves in the cover laying on them.

They always did this thing where Scott would kiss the top of Mitch's hand and tell him something about how much he loved him, or some other sweet truth, and Mitch would do the same to Scott, they'd take turns. They'd smile sweetly, content to be there in each other's arms.

It was honestly adorable, and even though I'd seen it a million times, I was getting so jealous, angry, and sad. Scott held Mitch's face in his hands and then kissed him lovingly, and Mitch melted into the kiss. I couldn't take it anymore. Watching these two with their perfect love life.

"You two sicken me." I said loudly in disgust at them.

Scott broke the kiss and looked back at me, chuckling slightly in disbelief. I quickly looked back down at my phone, trying to look occupied.

"Kirstie," Scott said in kind of a puzzled way, "Kirstie, you're starting to sound like Avi."

I said nothing, and just looked down at my screen.

"Kirstie, what's wrong?" He asked, getting up and walking towards me.

As the blonde got closer, I could see that he'd already changed into some comfortable navy blue basketball shorts and his blackstar t-shirt.

I could tell that Mitch was a bit annoyed as he sighed exasperatedly and went on his phone.

Scott sat next to me and I could tell that he saw my screen briefly before I quickly changed it from a picture of Jeremy and Olaf to my profile.

"Aw, Kirs," he said and slightly rubbed my back, trying to comfort me, "I'm sorry he can't be here."

I just scrolled through my profile, tears slightly forming in my eyes, and I tried to think of something else.

"C'mere," he said, pulling me into a hug. I couldn't hold it in anymore and I started sobbing into his chest.

"It's just not fair that you get to be with your boyfriend all the time!" I cried.

"Shh, it's okay, Kit-Kat," he said, stroking my hair, "Jeremy will be here in two days."

"But it's not fair, Scott! He'll be here on Friday and he's leaving Monday! You get to see your love EVERY DAY! You don't have to worry about him leaving! He's not going anywhere!" I cried harder into his chest, holding onto him tightly.

"Aw, Kirs," Scott said, rubbing my back comfortingly. I felt another hand on my arm, knowing that it was Mitch.

I finally calmed down and pulled away from Scott's chest.

"Thanks, guys. I'm sorry, go back to doing your thing, I'll shut up." I said forgivingly.

"Aw, Kirstie, no!" Mitch said and kissed the top of my head, "Here, let's go back to the hotel and do stuff together, just us three. How does a movie sound?" He asked me, smiling thoughtfully.

"Okay," I said, wiping my tears away, "I'll get my stuff."

I got up and grabbed my jacket and purse, then went to go find Avi to tell him that we were leaving.

I felt kind of bad that I'd interrupted their cuddling session, but they offered, and I really needed to get my mind off of Jeremy.

Mitch put his phone in the pocket of his sweats and started folding up their blanket that was laying on the couch. Scott grabbed their backpack of stuff and Mitch put the blanket in it.

Scott put the backpack down and looked back at Mitch and took his face in his hands.

"You're okay with this, right?" he asked the smaller boy.

"Yeah, don't worry." Mitch replied and smiled slightly.

"Thank you," he said and kissed Mitch's forehead sweetly, "I love you, Mitchy."

That was the last thing I heard before I found Avi munching on some ribs.

"Hey Avi, the boyfriends and I are gonna head out to the hotel now. Could you tell Kev when you're done?"

"Yeah, no problem." he replied agreeably.

"Okay, thanks, bye!" I said happily.

"Bye, Kirs, see you tomorrow!"

I went to the back hallway to find Scott and Mitch holding hands & talking, I could tell that they were waiting for me.

"Ready to go?" Scott looked up and asked me.

I nodded excitedly and we headed out quietly to our van, successfully avoiding fans.

Scott sat in between Mitch & I and I rested my head on his shoulder. I closed my eyes and sighed happily, so thankful for having the two greatest friends in the world.