Quick A/N - lyrics are NOT mine. Trust me I tried writing some it was awful. Attached is Someone to Love you by Matt Morris. The other is Jonny Lang - Hide your Love - if you google it you'll find a video or if you want to dm me i'll send you a link to one.
another shout out to the always incomparable David - AKA _opheliac
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These stupid early morning shows are the bane of my existence, but even though it's my last day with Scott, I'm still in an ok mood. Part of that is Connor and his fluffy clouds/field of sunflowers disposition. Having him around is keeping me from bringing everyone down with my sadness and instead is bringing UP the general mood of some serious anti-morning people. I'm pretty sure he's not human and nothing you tell me will convince me otherwise.
He's been hanging back though, letting me have this one last day to take care of Scott and I couldn't be more grateful.
Scott's tired and grumpy, but I know how to fix it, at least long enough for him to smile for the cameras and put on a hell of a show. As he's shifting back and forth and fiddling with his shirt sleeves, I come out of nowhere and jump on him to smoosh a long kiss to his cheek.
He laughs and tries to wrap his arms around me, but I quickly maneuver away. "Don't screw up!!!"
Easy, fangirls... I say that to him all the time.
He starts to come after me but Esther appears and lets him know he's on in 2 and she leads him away.
Connor and I watch the interview backstage and dance around to his performances. I'm determined to stay positive because there really isn't enough time to be grouchy with the days schedule.
Once the Today show is done we head off for a quick brunch of sorts and then its quick change time and we're off to a signing. He's going to be there awhile so once he's settled in Connor and I go on an adventure around the city, and I buy so many of Scott's albums its ridiculous. Eventually I'll give them away, but not until after the first week sales are final. Hey... those people could buy their own albums and I won't hurt those sales numbers, honey. Not that he'll need help getting the #1, but just to be safe.
Connor thinks I'm a little crazy, but I know I am. He posts a photo of me and my many bags of CDs and I know I'm going to get judged hardcore, but the fücks are gone people. The fücks are just completely gone.
We make it back with only 10 minutes to spare but then we're off again to film The Tonight Show and Scott is getting grouchy again. We talk quietly on the car ride over to NBC studios, and after some teasing I'm able to get him smiling again.
Once we're there I pester him until he finally gives in and eats a little snack and I send Connor off on the coffee run for us so I don't have to leave him.
When Gus and the girls have finished making sure he's perfect (well, he's already perfect but y'know), I make sure he drinks another bottle of water and uses the bathroom (standard procedure before pretty much anything in life) but then we just sit and chill and talk until he has to go do his thing.
Connor and I hang out in the dressing room and listen to some music while we wait. We talk for a bit but suddenly my phone starts going off like crazy and when I see it's David I know I'm in for it... whatever it is.
David: YOU
David: YOU BRAINLESS WALNUT
David: YOU FLAVORLESS PIECE OF CHEWED BACON
David: YOU ABSOLUTE FÜCKTARD
David: GET YOUR ASS IN HERE GRASSI!
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Scomiche - Secret Diary of a Fangirl
FanfictionMitch was a fan way before he got the job. Can he balance friendship with fandom? Can he remain professional without revealing his inner fangirl? Is that even possible?
