His Name isn't His Story (Jaspar/Zalfie FT. Phan and Youtubers) MPREG

Chapter 10. Pentatonix Pt.2 [PG-13]

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Hello World! I know, I know. I haven't updated in quite a bit. But I plan on trying too update at least 3-4 times, during the weekend. I hope to do more, but if I do less, feel free to hate me. Again, I try to update as much as I can, but with homework and school, and my Haunted House starting in less than two weeks, I will be busy and won't be able to update as much.

But thank you, too most of you, for being patient for this update!

This weeks dedication goes to - AlminSisic! Amazing name and an amazing reader, Thank you for reading and liking the story. Love you! x

Now onto the chapter :) xx

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Mitch's Point of View.

I can't believe I did that. I punched Caspar, one of my many Youtube role models and yelled at him, telling him, he's practically dead too me. I shake my head, letting out another sob. "You idiot!" I scream at myself, toward the mirror on Joe's wall. "You fucking idiot! W-Why would you do that?" I scream louder, hearing, once again, footsteps coming downstairs. I scream, throwing my iPhone at the mirror, watching both shatter. "Mitchie, please let me in." Scott's soft voice, floods through my ears. I bite my lip, tears streaming down my face. "G-Go away. I-I wanna be alone!" I scream, breathing heavily. "Mitch, please.." He whispers, I let out another sob, before getting up, moving towards the door.

I unlock it, opening it. "Mitchie.." He whispers, before engulfing me into a huge bear hug, I let out a loud scream, wrapping my arms and legs around him. [A/N: In this, Mitch will always do that, when he is upset. Not because of any certain reason, just because how tiny Mitch is compared to Scott.] Scott, keeps me up, closing and locking the door, before walking to the bed, sitting down on his, holding my violently shaking body. "I-I fucked up. I'm an idiot, Scott." I sob, into his shoulder. He shush's me, rubbing my back. "Caspar, deserved every moment of that." He whispers, to me, before facing me. I let out a hiccup, before shaking my head. "I-I don't know what came over me.." I whisper, looking into his blue eyes. "It's okay, gorgeous. He deserved it." He tells me, wiping a stray tear, off my cheek. I smile weakly, once I had calmed down from my violent melt-down.

An hour later, Scott and I were laying on the bed, cuddled together, talking about nothing in particular. "Do you like Joe?" He whispers, all of the sudden. "Of coarse, I like Joe. He's one of my friends." I tell him, not understanding what he was meaning. "No.. Not like that. Mitch. L-Like, how I use to love Alexander.." He asks, sorrow flashing in his eyes. "No! No! I like someone else. He's just a friend, and that's all we'll ever be." I explain, he looks at me again. "Okay." He simply says.. "Hey Scott?" I say, he looks back at me. "Yeah?" He says, biting his lip. "Can I kiss you?" I ask him, not even thinking of what I just asked. "W-Wha-?" He starts but I interrupt him, by slamming my lips onto his.

Scott's Point of View.

I widen my eyes as Mitch, kissed me, I immediately start kissing him back, placing my hands on his ass. He straddles me, nipping my bottom lip. I let out a soft moan, making him smirk against my lips and he starts grinding against me. I pull away from the kiss, moaning. "M-Mitch." I groan, bucking my hips for more friction. "D-Don't stop." I moan loudly, grinding up against him, making him gasp. "S-Scott. O-Oh fuck." He moans, gripping my t-shirt. "Scott, Avi, Mitch! Lunch!" We hear Kirstie scream, making us both groan loudly. I sigh, yelling back, saying we'll be up in a few moments.

Joe's Point of View.

I glare at Caspar, from across the table, as we eat Kirstie's freshly made salad and pasta. "Can you stop staring at me, Joseph." Caspar sneers, I scoff. "Not until you apologize to Mitch,Scott and I.." I snarl, Caspar chuckles. "For what? I didn't do shit.. Faggot ." I gape at him before, getting up and going around the table and grab him by the collar. "Listen, you fucking asshole! Yes, I'm fucking gay but I don't care what you think. I can't believe I even like, let alone liked you. You're a self conflicted asshole that only cares about yourself, and your own feelings. You don't care if you hurt anyone else's! You'd rather see, yourself, be the last one alive than have anyone else with you.!" I scream, anger flowing through me and fear flowing through him. "Get off of me!" He gasps, I growl, pushing him than tackling him to the ground, punching him. "I.Fucking.Hate.You.You.Fucking.Asshole!" I scream, punching him continuously before Avi and Kevin pull me off.

"Put me down!" I scream, as they take me into my bedroom. "Fine." They say in unison. I try to run back up but they grabbed me again, throwing me onto the bed. "I'm gonna kill him!" I scream, thrashing around, while they held me down. "No, you aren't!" Kevin groans, keeping me down with Avi.

Kirstie's Point of View

I sigh, helping Zoe, clean up Caspar face. "Owe!" Owe.." Owe!" He continues to scream, I sigh. "Will you shut up for awhile?!" I groan, dabbing the newly scratch on his lip. "Sorry.." He whispered. "Owe, Zoe!" He scream, I throw the rag down. "I'm done. Avi finish him up." I say, going downstairs to help, Mitch,Scott, and Kevin. "I wanna kill him!" I hear Joe scream, as I reach the door. "I-I can't believe I love him. I can't believe I love such an asshole!" Joe screams. "Joe, I understand but please calm down before you hurt yourself or one of us." Kevin tells Joe, making me chuckle slight before entering the room. "Hey Joe." I say, as I see him, sitting on the floor, slapping the rubber band on his wrist. "Hi." He simply says, continuing with the rubber band.

I frown at how vulnerable he looks, and sit in front of him, grabbing his hands. He looks at me, eyes puffy, cheeks flushed. "I hate him." He whispers, tears starting to roll down his cheeks again. "I know Joe. I know." I whisper back, before hugging him.

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Hello again! I hope you liked this like long but short chapter!

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