Wrong Queen, Scott (A PTX Fanfic)

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CHAPTER 4

Going to bed early has never been a good idea. I always wake up too early.  

I went on twitter, something I've been doing a lot lately. I went on Scott's timeline to see pictures of the ball. There weren't any. He only tweeted 'missing my queen tonight'.  

My heart started beating a faster, and I smiled to myself.  

And no, I'm not crazy for smiling alone at 2am. Its true that absence makes the heart fonder.  

Scott's absenteeism made him realise how he cannot be without me. I just love how he can be so far away and still be thinking of me.  

My phone notifies me of Scott's latest tweet. "This is driving me insane. How long does it take to find someone? Can one person really occupy your mind like this?"  

Okay, that's weird.  

I dialled his number on my phone and it rang to voicemail. That really worried me because Scott is a very light sleeper and always hears his phone. The only reason why he wouldn't answer would be when we're perfoming; and I knew for sure he wasn't performing so he had to be ignoring me.  

I dialled Mitch's number.

"Mmm..." He answered sleepily. "Hey, Mitch. It's me Kirstie." I heard him shift in his bed. "Oh hey, Kirstie. What's up? Why are you calling at this time. Missing me that much already?" He laughed.  

I was too worried and just wanted to talk to Scott. "Uhm... How's Scott?" I asked after a few seconds.  

Mitch went silent. Not a good silent.

"Mitch? Is he okay?!" I pestered.

"I wish I could say so." Mitch said.  

"What happened?! Is he in hospital?! Mitch!!!!!"  

"He's fine... But he's changed since the night of the ball. He hasn't eaten since. It's the Elsa chic."  

I froze for a few minutes. Elsa... The name sounded familiar.  

"Elsa?" I asked.

"Yes," Mitch replied, "the girl he met at the ball. He has been upset ever since because he can't find her."  

Elsa... Elsa was the girl who's tweet I retweeted, wasn't it?

Yes. Pentaholics_SA.  

"He went on a wild-goose chase looking for her. He even had some terrible dream about her last night," Mitch adds "I had to wake Scott, the light sleeper, up."  

"Mitch," I stopped him, "I have to go."  

I was just too confused.   .