Can you blame me? Scirstie fanfic

The Club

Kirstie's POV
I lay on the couch peacefully, while watching Criminal Minds.
Scott and Mitch went out to the store to buy some groceries.
The door then swings open, revealing someone I never would have expected to see again, nor want to.
Jeremy.

"J-Jeremy," I quiver in fear, "I-I thought you were in prison!?"

"Well..I escaped, and now I'm here to do what I should've done a long time ago.." His lip curves into a evil smile as he walks towards me.

He extends his hand out, grabbing my neck in one hand, and holding a gun in the other.
He raises the gun to my head.

"Lights out, Maldonado." He hisses softly.

I scream, pain coursing through my veins. Tears rush down my face softly.
My life is over, my relationship is over.
I'll never get to see my family aga-
"KIRSTIE! KIRSTIE....KIRSTIN!"

I hear a familiar voice scream..but not Jeremy.

I gasp for air, sitting up in Scott's bed.
It was a dream...
Scott sits before me, concerned.
"Shhh, it's okay." He whispers softly, cradling me in his arms.
"Do want to talk about it?" He asks.

"J-Jeremy..H-He escaped prison..and k-killed me on the spot." I frown.

"It's okay sweetheart, you're safe in my arms." He exclaims calmly.

Mitch then walks into the room, confused by the situation.

"Bad dream." Scott says, looking up at Mitch.
I then proceeded to exclaim what happened to Mitch.

"Awwee, it's okay pumpkin." He says as he walks over to my side of the bed, pulling me into a tight embrace.
"Hey!!" Mitch shouts, pulling away from me, "Let's go to the club tonight, maybe get your mind off things!"

"O-Okay." I sniffle, hopping out of bed.

Avi's POV
I sit on the couch in the living room of mine and Kevin's apartment, going over the notes for can't sleep love. It's the opening for hour next European tour. Kevin's upstairs in his room, tuning his cello, Beyoncé. Nothing new. I feel like I'm waiting for something, but I don't know what. I then feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I look at the caller ID to see "Scott" on the screen. I quickly swipe right and bring the phone up to my ear.

A: Hey

S: Hi! So..Kirstie's been out of it lately ever since the whole Jeremy debacle and Mitch and I thought that she needed to loosen up a bit-

A: So you're asking Kevin and I to come and go to the club with you guys tonight to be the "Mothers" of the group so you three can get drunk out of your minds..Right?

S: Possibly...

A: Ugh..alright. I'll tell Kev.

S: Thanks dude!

A: No problem! Anything for our girl!

I then hang up and check the time on my phone; 7:30 pm?! Wow, okay..I better get ready.

"Kev!" I yell from the bottom of the stairs, "Put Beyoncé away and get your ass down here!"

"Whyy?!" Kevin whales.

"Because we're going to the club tonight with the group to cheer Kirst up.."  I trail off. "Oh, and we're leaving in about 30 minutes!"

"WhATt?!" Kevin protests. "Okey dokey, I'll be done in 15."

*Later at the club*

Mitch's POV
We just got here, and I already feel tipsy. I look over at Kirstie, dangling from Scott and can't help but feel jealousy boil in my blood. I should feel happy for them..and I do, just not like I used to. She looks so beautiful tonight, I wish I could kiss her..and tell her that I love her...ALOT. But I have to refrain myself from doing so, because Scott is my best friend..and Kirstie was supposed to be too, I just think she means more to me now. Ever since I we went shopping for Kirstie and Scott's date night, I've contemplated on coming out to the group about being bi..and I was just so unsure. But now I know for sure that's who I am..and I've decided to confess to the group tomorrow at rehearsal. I think that it's a step in the right direction..

Scott's POV
I follow Kirstie to the dance floor, clumsily tripping over everyone's feet. Everything was blurry. Kirstie was drunk out of her mind as well, I could tell by her communication

"Scotttiiiieeee! Come dance with me! She projects her voice over the music.

I take her hand out to the floor and we begin to dance. Things begin to get a bit more heated as she proceeds to turn around and grind into me. I play along, not minding her sudden action. She turns around, her face inches from mine. We slam our lips into each other, not acknowledging the people around us. We manage to maneuver our way off of the floor, and outside of the clubs' entrance. We then call a taxi to get back to Kirstie's place.

Kirstie's POV
I slam my front door behind me with my foot, my lips still attached to Scott's. He picks me up, cupping his hands over my thighs. I wrap my legs around his, as he lifts me up the stairs. As we walk into my room, I push his down onto the bed, crawling on top of him. He sits up, supporting himself with his elbows as I lean in to kiss him. I straddle his hips, pushing his back down onto the mattress. The kiss fires up as I graze my tongue over his top lip, him biting my bottom lips softly in response. I let a soft moan escape from my lips. He pulls away from the kiss to remove my shirt. He then rolls me over so I'm trapped underneath him. He pushes himself off of me, allowing me to remove my bra. I let the straps fall down my shoulders as he stares in awe.
"Hey, My eyes are up here." I giggle, lifting his chin in my hand. Before I knew it, we were both fully undressed. The rest of the night was a blur..surreal if you will..and can never be recreated...