Golden Boy (Scomiche)

I Know You

This will be interesting.

Scott's POV in alternate universe.

I heard my phone start ringing at 8:30 in the morning.
Who's calling this early on a Saturday? I reached over to answer  it but I wound up dropping my phone.

Shit.

Ugh I'll get it later. Actually .... I should probably call them back. It might be important if they're calling this early. I called back the number and waited for about 3 rings then some answered.

"Hey Scotty" The person on the other line said.

"Uh hi" I said awkwardly.

"Ummm is everything ok?" The person asked.

"Yeah everything is fine. Who is this?" I asked confused.

Why is someone I don't know calling me at 8:30. And how do they know my name. Is this a guy or a girl...?

"Haha very funny Hoying" They said.

"Uh seriously who is this?" I asked getting slightly irritated.

"Mitch. It's Mitchell, Scott" The GUY said.

"Mitch who?" I said not recognizing the name.

"Grassi?" Mitch said more as a question.

*I'm skipping the rest of the conversation because you should know how it goes.*

I paced around my house for a good hour.
Is this Mitch guy really coming over?
Boyfriend?
How does he know me?
I decided I needed fresh air. I walked outside and sat on my porch. It wasn't 5 minutes later when I heard someone pull up and a car door shut.

Someone walked over and said my name quietly. I looked up into two beautiful shinning brown eyes.

"I'm assuming you're Mitch" I said standing on my feet. Wow I was a giant compared to him.

"Assuming?" Mitch said raising an eyebrow. 

"Nothing. Well since it's our first time meeting face to face, I'm Scott" I said holding my hand out.

He looked at me for a second. I saw something flash across his face. I didn't know what it was though.

He seemed kinda familiar but I couldn't put my finger on where I've seen him from before...

He finally shook my hand.
"I'm Mitch"

"Have we- have we met before? I asked.

Mitch looked really conflicted on answering. He eventually wound up shaking his head no.

"Oh. Ok. Sorry you just look familiar" I said squinting my eyes at him.

"Really?" Mitch asked a slight smile gracing upon his plump, pink lips. Another flash across his face.

"Yeah. Um want to come inside?" I pointed to my pointed to my house.

He nodded and I turned around to walk in my house with Mitch following behind me.

I don't know who this guy was but I found myself attracted to him. He had bangs that fell perfectly over half of his face and slight indents when I assume dimples would form when he smiled. His eyes seem to shine and I could stare into them all day. I was straight though....Right?

I held the door open and let Mitch walk in first.

"What a gentleman" Mitch said winking at me.

Hmmm he's sassy. Sexy.

Fuck. I'm not straight...

I closed the door and lead Mitch to the living room.

"Want anything to drink?" I asked trying to be polite even though I just wanted to sit down and talk to him. I want to get to know Mitch. He seems....intriguing.

"I'm good thanks" he said taking a seat on the couch.

I sat across from him. I didn't exactly know how to start. So I just looked around the room avoiding eye contact till he finally spoke.

"So Scott, do you not know who I am?"

I shook my head no answering his question.

Mitch stood up and slowly walked over to me. He slowly moved closer and stopped right in front of me. He put his legs on either side of mine.

"Umm Mitch. What the hell are you doing?!" I asked alarmed and nervous. Mitch was an attractive guy and I just found out I way gay. Let's put this in perspective shall we.

He sat down on my lap and put his hands gently on my face.

"This doesn't ring any bells?" Mitch whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

"N-no" I struggled getting that one word out.

Mitch slowly rolled his hips down on mine. I quietly moaned and instantly covered my mouth hoping Mitch didn't hear. I knew he did by the smirk on his face.
His face kept creeping closer to mine until I could feel his breath on my lips and he closed his eyes. I leaned in wanting this. When I kissed him I instantly felt the connection. I knew Mitch. I just didn't know how. This was familiar. This kiss. I've done this with him before.

Mitch was the first to pull away. I laid my forehead against his.

"I know you" I said through ragged breathing.

Mitch opened his eyes quickly locking them with mine.

"You do?" Mitch asked with that look in his eyes again. I knew what this one was now.
Hope.

"I think so. I just don't know how I know you" I said.

Mitch got off my lap and sat next to me and started to giggle.

"What?" I asked cocking my head to the side.

"Looks like you have a little- actually rather large problem" Mitch said pointing to my pants.

I looked down and saw a bulge in my pants. I tried desperately to cover it up. I grabbed a pillow and sat it over my lap.
What was this kid doing to me.

Mitch's POV
Maybe this isn't so bad. Since this is a dream I can mess with Scott.
Let the games begin Hoying.
But I still want MY Scott back.

A/n
So I know this chapter was weird but the next chapter will help this make more sense. I got lazy so forgive me for not retyping the whole phone convo. So yeah see y'all laterzz. ~Chris
P.S. GUYS I HAVE OVER 400 reads. Bish wheyyy? IM TOTALLY FREAKING OUT! Thank y'all so much for reading. It's good to know people like my crap. :)