*Scott's POV*
I woke with the sheet sticking to the thin layer if sweat coating my body. I pushed the covers off of myself to find that I was wearing nothing. I looked over to see Mitch lying asleep in my bed, probably in similar conditions. Oh yeah, we had sex. That's a weird sentence.I checked my phone: 11:53
Fuck! The whole band is going to be here at noon! She's totally going to know we slept together. Fuuuuuck.
"Mitch? Mitchie?" I said softly, shaking his shoulders.
"Mmm what?" He said without opening his eyes.
"You need to get up and look presentable so the band doesn't know we slept together." I sang. He bolted upright and looked at me.
"Maybe get less naked." He suggested. I rolled my eyes and got in my drawer, quickly pulling on a t-shirt, boxers and black jeans. I was easy, I was just worried about Mitch. The band would no something was up if he doesn't put makeup on and straighten his hair. I did my hair the best I could in the bathroom mirror when I heard a knock on the door.
"I got it! Are you presentable?" I called.
"Tell them I'm in the bathroom, I can be ready in five minutes or less." He called. I took a deep breath and went to answer the door.
"Hey Esther!" I said. She smiled and hugged me.
"Hey Scotty! Where's Mitch?" She asked, looking around over my shoulder. I stepped out of the way to let her in.
"Bathroom. You know how he is about his makeup." I chuckled a little. She laughed.
"Can we order pizza? I'm starved, sorry." She groaned, heading straight for the kitchen to search the cabinets.
"Uhh great idea! Yeah, can you order it?" I asked. She agreed and I went down the hallway to my room. I picked up Mitch's briefs and my pants and boxers, just in case anyone came in here. Fuck, where's the rest of our clothes? The living room.
I heard Mitch's bathroom door open and rushed to talk to him.
"Our shirts and your pants are in the living room with Esther." I whispered.
"Fuck ok, um, I'll just offer her wine or something, just go get them." He said calmly. We heard her end the call with the pizza delivery and Mitch called.
"Esther! I have this wine you would love, you should come try it."
"Ok!" She called and started towards the kitchen.
"Scott do you want some?" He offered just to sell it.
"Yeah, in just a sec, I need to get my phone from the living room." I said. He smiled and went into the kitchen with Esther. I sprinted into the living room and grabbed all of the clothes just as the doorbell rang again. I threw the clothes in my top drawer and sprinted back to the door. Avi and Kirstie were standing together.
"Are you guys having sex or car-pooling?" I joked, letting them in. Avi rolled his eyes and went directly into the kitchen.
"We have pizza on the way." I said as we all piled into the kitchen.
"Alcohol finally!" Kirstie called as Mitch handed each of us a glass of wine.
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Crushing (Scömíche)
FanfictionMitch can't be gay. There's no WAY he's gay. It's just a crush. Harmless. Little. Crush. On his straight best friend.