Wrong Queen, Scott (A PTX Fanfic)

13.

I sat there shocked. What Mitch had just told me replayed in my head. "I think I'm in love with her". It didn't make sense to me though. Like, it felt like a dream. Mitch is gay. How on earth could he have fallen in love with Elsa? She could turn people straight too?

"But... you're..."
"Gay?" Mitch completed my sentence, "I know. That's why I've been acting the way I've been acting. I don't know what to do, where to go, WHO to go to. I'm so lost. This is insane."

I felt so bad for Mitch that I hugged him. We stayed cuddled for about an hour; each one of us lost deep in our thoughts. Coming to think of it, Elsa had brought nothing but sadness, sorrow and pain to us. My passion for hating her was growing intensely by the minute.

Everyone came back and Mitch asked me to keep silent about everything he had just told me and I nodded in agreement.

***

"Ladies and Gentlemen," the flight attendant said through the plane speakers, "Please put on your seat belts and thank you for choosing South African Airways and enjoy your flight to the beautiful Mother City, Cape Town."

I was seated next to Scott with Elsa and Mitch behind me; right behind them sat Avi and Kevin. This was always our seating arrangement, only without Elsa. Mitch loved seating in the middle so he could talk to us in front and Kevin and Avi behind him.

I looked at Mitch and noticed how red and nervous his face looked. Probably how everyone looks when they're seated next to their crush. I suddenly noticed the butterflies that were doing some Tango with my intestines.

Scott turned towards Mitch and Elsa to talk to them. "I heard Taylor Swift is there, maybe we could ask her for a picture or two for you." Scott smiled at Elsa.

Mitch said they could ask her for a collaboration for Superfruit and Scott agreed immediately saying it was a brilliant.

"Elsa can join us right," Mitch suggested, "three heads are better than one."

That just pissed me off to the core. I've asked to join many times but I was always told that superfruit is THEIR thing.

Elsa asked if we could switch seats the minute we were given the signal to walk around. I reluctantly agreed.

***

A few hours later, we arrived at the Southern Sun Waterfront Hotel in Cape Town. Mitch was a little disturbed and decided to stay at the hotel as we explored through the city.

"I'm gonna have to tell her," Mitch said the second we were alone. "No Mitch!" I shouted, "Are you insane?!" Scott almost heard us as he asked if we were coming and I told him I was on my way.

I made my way to the door and walked out; not before telling Mitch,

"You, Mitch Grassi, have a lot of thinking to do."