Crushing (Scömíche)

Chapter 16

M: Why didn't You tell me?

K: I just did

M: KIRSTIE

K: I really don't know what to feel

M: are you still at his house?

K:...

M: KIRSTIE! He's not sick is he?

K: nope

M: my god will you come over here or something?

K: He's asleep I don't want to just leave

M: Kirst, please get yourself out so you can think for a minute before you get too far.

K: Fine, I'll be there in a minute

I put some pajama pants on and quietly went in the living room.

"What're you doing?" Scott called from his room.

"Kirst is coming over." I said.

"Why? It's almost eleven!"

"She- there's a small problem." I said.

"What? Is she ok?" He was out of bed now, jogging down the hall to me.

"Yeah, it's just, her and Avi had sex. I know, it's a lot, she's fine, he's fine, but she's a little confused and I asked her to come over before she made some dumb decision." I said.

"Ok...wow. Ok." He said slowly, processing the information.

"Makes sense." He shrugged.

"Is a girls night on then?" I asked. He smiled and went into the kitchen. I flopped on the couch until I heard Kirstie at the door.

"Thank you for coming over, you'll probably be glad you did." I said.

"Did you tell Scott? Is he awake?" She asked.

"Yes, and of course I told him." I said. She covered her face with her hands in embarrassment.

"You know what Scott did, Scott knows what you did, now get the fuck over it." I spat. She was going to say something my snapped her mouth closed.

"Do I get a hug?" I asked after a silence. A large grin spilled onto her face and she threw her arms around me, giggling. I hugged her back.

"Avi and you were a mess today." I giggled.

"Esther knows doesn't she?"

"Probably." I laughed.

"Brenda, hurry up!" I screamed, probably louder then necessary

"I brought popcorn and vodka!" He called, walking into the living room with his hands and arms stacked with food.

"Oh, and Skittles. I like Skittles." He said as Kirstie and I took the food off of his arms. He set the glasses down on the coffee table.

"What shall we watch?" I asked, sitting on the couch and throwing a blanket over myself.

"POCAHONTAS BITCH!" Scott yelled.

"Ok then.... Pocahontas it is." I agreed, turning it on. We all settled together and watched the movie. Well, we probably talked more then we watched, but whatever. Kirstie fell asleep with her head in my lap and her legs across Scott. I leaned my head against him.

"Goodnight." I whispered.

"Goodnight."
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*Scotts Pov*
I woke up with Kirstie's legs still draped over mine. She was still sprawled out over the couch, but her head was against the couch. Mitch must have went somewhere. I shimmied out from under the sleeping girl and slid onto the floor off the couch. I stood up and went into the kitchen.

"Morning, sleepyhead." He smilies brightly at me.

"What time is it?" I asked groggily, taking the cup of coffee he was offering me.

"Almost noon. I thought you two would sleep forever. Is Kirst still asleep?" He asked. I nodded and sipped from my cup.

"Did you go run?" I suddenly noticed him wearing a pair of my basketball shorts and a t-shirt that didn't cost upwards of $100.

"Yeah. You weren't awake and I figured why not." He had stepped closer to me.

"Could you not try to be sexy?" I muttered.

"Sorry." He hissed softly, stepping forward again until he was almost pressing against me. A grin spread over my face. I bent over just enough to kiss his lips softly. I nibbled his lip softly and he let my tongue slide into his mouth. He moaned softly.

"I'm not going to fuck you, so don't make me want to." I whispered. He smirked as he turned away from me.

"I made pancakes." He said, pulling a plate of pancakes out of the fridge and setting it on the counter.

"You're such a ducking tease." I whipped my head around to see messy bed-head Kirstie smirking in the doorway.

"Y-you...?" I started. She rolled her eyes.

"Oh please, the only people you two have been fooling for a while now is yourselves. I didn't know you fucked though. That was new."

"Just once." I mumbled. I didn't think she was listening as she moved into the kitchen, but she laughed a little. We both gathered plates of pancakes and microwaved them as she questioned everything we've done. Yep. Everything. Then she scolded Mitch for judging her sex life while he was in almost the exact same situation.

"So, when do you tell the band?" She asked as we sat at the table eating pancakes and drinking coffee. Except Mitch, he was just drinking coffee.

"Well... We aren't really a thing yet." Mitch said. We aren't? I tried to hide my confusion.

"really? But you fucked and kiss casually?" She questioned.

"But no dates." I added.

"I wanted to wait." Mitch said. I reached my hand under the table and set it on his knee until he reached down to hold my hand. As Kirstie bent her head to take another bite of pancakes i mouthed

"I love you."

He smiled brightly and kept sipping his coffee.

"And are you going to tell the band? They don't even know you two are gay."

"I want to tell them." I said, slowly getting quieter as I heard Mitch talking also.

"I don't want to tell them." He had said at the same time.

"That's my cue. Bye boys." She pushed her chair back, collected her plate and bag, then left through the kitchen, dropping her plate off in the sink.