Six

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"Stop moving, babe," Kirstin told me as I kept walking around my room, running a hand through my hair every five seconds in anxiety.

"Mitchy! If you keep touching your hair, you'll mess it up." She chuckled and took my hand, patting the space next to her on my bed.

I sigh and sit down, slouching. "I'm no excited. But I'm also so excited. I can't- are you sure he'll like what I'm wearing?" I asked, showing off my over-sized red flannel.

She nods. "It looks perfect on you. It screams twink too." She commented, laughing.

I hit her while laughing. "You know too much about gay culture. Gosh."

She just shook her head and checked the clock. "You should be waiting in the lobby by now. I'm chilling with some guy later if you know what I mean." She winked.

I fake gagged. "Is it Jeremy again? Is he really that good?"

"Mhmm! He knows how to find my spots and a has the biggest di-"

"WOWOWOWOW TOO MUCH INFO KIRSTIN," I said, stopping her from continuing. "You're a slut." I laughed.

She hit me. "Says the guy that slept with a guy on the first meeting." She defended.

"Wow, okay. You're great at answering back." I said, defeated.

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Scotty Mc-Hottie <3
I'm outside your dorm building. Are you done already or you still need time to freshen up? I can wait ❤️
***

"Oh my God- I need to leave he's already there-" I panicked, standing up.

"Babe!" Kirstin laughed before throwing me a condom. "Be safe!"

I roll my eyes but place the packet in my back pocket. "See you later Kirstin. Love you!"

"Love you too! Have fun!" She replied before I exited my room, walking down the hallway and into the elevator.

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Mitchy Baby <3
I'm heading down already. I'll be there in a minute xx
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"I-wow. This place looks so cool!" I remark with excitement, looking at the neon sign.

"I thought you'd like it. Have you ever been bowling, Mitchy?" He asked, going through the parking lot and finding a space for his Camry.

I shook my head. "No, sadly! But there's a skating rink, an arcade, and a veggie burger joint right in front! This is so perfect!"

"I heard from your friend Alyssa that veggie burgers were your favorite. But really, you go on a strict vegan diet, but you eat chicken. Care to explain? It's so confusing." He asked.

"I love chicken. And I'm not vegan to quote un-quote 'save the animals' but I do it for health purposes. So yeah. That is the only exception." I tell him, looking to the side of his face.

That jawline. Oh my god.

"Oh, I get it! Okay." He finally finds a vacant parking spot and drives his car into that.

And being the gentleman he is, he opened my door for me.

"You're such a gentleman." I complimented, taking his outstretched hand to help me out of his car.

He shrugs and tightens the grip of his hand on mine. "My mom taught me right. But have I told you how absolutely gorgeous you are tonight?"

My cheeks blushed hard, so I had to look away. "Thank you, Scotty. You look great too. Like, really good."

He smiled under the dim neon lights and thanked me.

We got inside through the old double doors and I smiled at the smell of grease and the sound of retro music and arcade game sound effects.

"Hmm.... Bowling, Skating, or Arcade?" HE asked, wrapping his long arm around my shoulders.

My eyes lit up at the sight of the skating rink. "Can we please go skating? Please!" I begged.

He smiled. "But we won't do anything cute because you already know how to skate! You won't fall on your ass and I won't be able to pick you up." He frowned.

I smiled at how adorable he was. "You're so cute. But I wanna go skating. I miss rolling around the rink. Pleaaaase Scotty?"

He sighed in defeat. "Sure. Why not?" He smiled.

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"HA! Told you I'd win!" I exclaimed, putting the gun down and raising my arms up. "Just because I'm a skinny gay boy doesn't mean I cant beat someone in shooting games."

"Okay! I get it! You're amazing!" He laughed, wrapping his arms around my waist as he stood from behind.

a middle school kid laughed, pointing at us. "Fags." 

"Awwww wow! We didn't know we were fucking gay." Scott spat back with sarcasm. "Why don't you go back to your one-week girlfriend and stress about having to be home thirty minutes ago, you fucking asshole."

This sent the kid running, his friends laughing at his defeat. 

"Drag her, babe." I smiled, looking up at him.

He shrugged and kissed my hair, smiling. "I don't want Mitchy to feel insecure about who she is. She's too amazing to be criticized."

"You're fucking awesome." I laughed. 

He held my hand and led us back to his car, exhausted from today's activities. I leaned onto the side of his car. 

"I had so much fun, Scotty." I smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist once again.

"Me too. We had so much fun, didn't we?" He smiled, catching his eyes looking down onto my lips.

Well, I haven't been using chap stick the past few days for nothing. 

"Stop looking at my lips and just kiss me, babe."

He smiled and leaned in softly, pressing his warm lips onto mine. He kissed with so much passion, so much love. It was amazing.

We pulled apart before smiling at each other, the red on his cheeks visible under the dim parking lot lights.

"We should get going, I wouldn't want Kirstie to think something happened to you." HE said and opened the passenger seat door for me.

"Nah, she's too busy having sex with Jeremy," I reply casually, causing Scott to cough. "What, you didn't know? They've been getting it on for weeks!"

"I know but *cough* um." He replied. "I just didn't think you'd want to t-talk about it?" 

I shrug my shoulders. "I'm used to it. Scott, people have sex all the time! Even we did! I mean, we have to be more comfortable talking about it!"

"I guess you're right." He told me, finishing the conversation. He gets into his seat and starts the engine, driving away from the wonderful place we went to.

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"Yeah, so..." I mumble, looking down at my shoes.

He leans his side onto the wall, looking at me and smiling. "I had a great time." It was all he said.

I lean in closer, getting on my tiptoes to give him another kiss.

"Me too, I, um... Thanks. We should do it again sometime!" I tell him once I pull away.

He nods. "So, practice tomorrow? 3pm? Don't be late!" He smiled before turning on his heel and walking back to the elevator.

I hold onto the doorknob, waving at my date before turning it and getting inside.

And no, I didn't dance around the room and squeal once I closed it! I mean, I-um. Yeah. That was what happened.

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This is the second to the last chapter, y'all. I'm happy to see some of you guys like it! :)

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