You Are My Sunshine.

Don't Leave Me.

Scott's P.O.V.

Today was my favorite day of the week. Friday. I get weekends off. Two whole days I can spend away from my idiot employees and with my family. I just hope my wife isn't working again tonight. she works late. All I have to do, is hand out paychecks and than I'm free for a whole 48 hours. 8:00. Finally. the best time of the day.

"Ok guys. Almost time to go, Mike, You have night shift tonight." I don't like giving orders, but someone's got to do it.

"Why do I have to do the fucking night shift? Make the purple grape do it." Mike is always like that. over all, not the best employee.

"He did the night shift for most of the week. Now stop complaining before I make you have to work on the weekend as well." I don't like taking that kind of approach. But it works. As usual Mike flipped me off. I don't care, I know not to take it personally. He's like that to everyone. "Vincent, can you please sweep party room 2 for me?"

"Anything for you, Scott." He said this with a creepy grin on his face. The way he said this made me shiver. I'm always reminding him that I'm married. And I have no interest in him anyways, but does that stop him? Not in a million years.

"Vincent, don't talk to me like that." i was shouting over the noise of the workers getting the final things cleaned up. Mike was just standing there doing nothing. when he saw me looking he flipped me off. That I took personally.

((Time skip brought to you By Vincent Chasing Scott.))

Vincent's P.O.V.

"Finally." I just finished cleaning party room 2. It took about half an hour. Considering that there was so much trash over the place, I'm surprised that I didn't end up taking the night shift. Not that it's bad.

"Ok, everyone. Time for paychecks." Scott was calling to the employees.

I walked out of the party room to see that there was a line in front of Scott. I got in the back. When it was my turn to grab the paycheck, I couldn't help it. As he handed the paycheck to me I grabbed his hand, and pulled him into me. I regained my self discipline by just hugging him. If it was anyone else, I would probably do more, but this was my Scott here. I was just making progress in him liking me. But it didn't mean I still had these impulses. "Thanks for the paycheck Scott."

Scott just blushed, than pulled away. This action made me feel sad and cold. When he was in my arms I felt warm, like nothing could hurt me. But the feeling left as soon as he pulled away. There was just something so right about it when he was in my arms.

"Vincent. You pervert. I don't like you that way. Now stop." He sounded angry. But he was still blushing like crazy. He was also determinedly looking away from my eyes. I wonder if he had the same feeling that I did.

Scott's P.O.V.

I couldn't help but blush. When he pulled me into a hug. There was just this odd feeling I got when he wrapped his arms around me. Almost like I enjoyed it. But I will not betray my wife for anyone. Especially not this dumb, purple pervert. He didn't really mean anything to me.

"Sorry about that Scott. I didn't mean to do that." He sounded like he was honestly sorry about that. But it was still no excuse. This was when I realized that I was blushing like crazy.

"Ok, Why don't you go home while I close up." I really didn't want to kick anyone out of the restaurant, but I felt like I needed time to figure out what just happened. it's as if I just broke this invisible barrier. One that kept me on one side, and him on the other. But what was the feeling that I had when he hugged me anyways? And why did it make me blush like mad? And why did the hug just feel better than my wife's hugs? No. it's just different. Doesn't mean that it was better. But did I even like it? This is just plain confusing. I mean, what even were my feelings towards Vincent? I know I don't like him the way he likes me. Right? This is just giving me a headache. I'll think about it latter. But right now I have a family to go home to. I grabbed my bag from out behind my desk and left the pizzeria to the untrustworthy Mike. Big mistake, but he hasn't burned it down yet. But that doesn't mean he won't this time. But I can hope.

(I hope you guys like the chapter. You have no idea how hard it was for me to write this. The ideas usually just flow, but I had to think for a while about it. But Now I'm off to go update my Jeremike. Bye Purple-phone fans. You are my peoples! Ohh and the flip not. The song I had stuck in my head all day. I thought I would put it in here.)