Mitch Kramer // Rivals

Thank you, Mitch.

Yesterday was a blur. I couldn't remember much, just that Mitch and I definitely fooled many people with our act.

I woke up in my bed, well tucked and with my pajamas on. Huh? I don't remember changing into them, or even getting back to the dorm. I was too comfortable to get up, so I just stared at the ceiling. I was upset about the fact that I didn't take any pictures, or so I remember.

"You awake?" Said Mitch from the other side of the dorm.
"Yeah. I'm so tired. I wish we didn't have school today." I replied.

"Well, its 3am, and the first class got canceled since the professor mysteriously disappeared. So you've got about 6 hours to sleep." He said as he walked up to my bed.

He groaned and sat on my bed. I guess he was pretty tired too.

"Mitch... do you remember anything from yesterday? My mind's blurry." I said as I got my favorite book from my nightstand.

"Nope. Barely anything." He said.

"I guess we won't know what happened. Ugh, I wish I took pictures! It would've been perfect to remember what we did." I said.

"Well, you did take a picture with my camera, but I lost it. I think I left it where the party was. We should go look for it after class." Mitch said.

"Actually, I think I want to go now. A walk would clear my mind after all those beers. You coming along?"

Mitch looked at me with a tired look, but accepted anyways. It was his camera after all.

We put on our shoes and went to the place where the party was thrown.

As we walked through the streets in the darkness, we heard a sudden creak behind us. I got startled so bad, I accidentally grabbed Mitch's hand.
"Sorr-" before I could finish my sentence, he looked behind us, shielding me with his body.

"Who's out there?" Mitch said.

"Whatever, let's just keep going." I replied.

We kept walking, and Mitch never let go of my hand. He was trying to make me feel protected, and I was so thankful for that.

As we kept walking, I decided it would be good to break the silence.

"How many beers did you have yesterday?"

He looked at me with a smirk.

"Four." He said.

For some reason, his smirk made me feel warm. I felt comfortable and protected with him.

"Well then you must've blacked out too. What a shame. I was hoping you'd tell me what happened yesterday." I said looking at the floor.

Mitch suddenly stopped walking to say something. He looked at me and got close to my face.

"I guess you could say I remember too much. Never thought you'd see me shirtless."

I blushed so hard I had to look away. -"what is that supposed to mean..." I knew exactly what it meant, I just couldn't believe it. Did we actually take it that far?

He put his hand on my cheek and lifted my face up softly.

"I really enjoyed your drunk self. You were a complete different person. I wish you were still drunk." He said. I was so nervous. His face was so close to mine. His voice was even hotter from this close. His eyes looking at me made me feel nervous in my stomach.

"W-why? What did I do when I was drunk?"

"I guess you're really horny when drunk."

After saying that we kept walking without saying a word.

We finally got to where the party was and started looking for the camera.

As I looked where chairs were, I heard Mitch.

"Found it."

I ran to where I heard his voice.

"Great! Let me look at the picture."

He handed me the camera and said:
"Hopefully its a good picture. I don't remember what it is"

I looked through the pictures, and most were just pictures of the floor, and some of the pitch black sky.
I looked and looked, hoping to find something interesting, when I found a picture that completely shocked me.

"Y/N? What is it? Mitch said as he got the camera from my hands.

"M-Mitch..."

"Oh god."

It was a picture of mitch and I. He was shirtless, and so was I. We were making out in the floor. Not only was I shocked by the fact that we were making out shirtless, but also because someone else took the picture of us.

"Well do you not remember seeing someone close to us when we- when this happened?" I said.

"I just remember O'Bannion, but when he finally got close enough to see us, we were already dressed. It had to be someone else."

"Well we need to find out who saw us- who saw- who was there." I said anxiously.

"Before we do that..." Mitch got closer to me and grabbed me by my shoulders.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, but please tell me if you feel uncomfortable with me or anything. I guess it would be my fault. I didn't think about you being drunk, so I just acted recklessly. Im so sorry-" I didn't want to hear more of that, so I interrupted him.

"No, it's fine. It's just a little... shocking."

He then hugged me tight. His hug felt so cozy, so I hugged him back.

"Thank you, Mitch."

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END OF EPISODE 3
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(This is a shorter episode , sorry T.T)