This is a Mitch Grassi X Reader story (particularly a girl reader). WARNING: This book does contain abuse and harsher language. Disclaimer: I do not mean to insult anyone!
Y/N did nothing wrong to deserve any of the abuse and harassment she gets pun...
As me and Mitch hug I feel a whole load of stress lift off my shoulders. I no longer have to fake that I don't love Mitch. I don't have to stress about Mitch hating me. I feel like this right. I feel, myself. We pull away and stare into each others eyes. He wipes away my tears as I gaze into his dazzling brown eyes. My eyes travel down to his plump pink lips and I just can't resist anymore. I place my lips on his and wrap my arms around his neck as he starts to kiss back. He wraps his arms around my waist pulling me closer. Our lips move in sync as Mitch continues to slowly pull me closer to the point where we can't be any closer.
We pull away and a smile finds it way to both of our faces and I say "I've needed that for awhile."
"Me too." Mitch says and he dips down and starts kissing me again. This time he backs me up and pins me to the wall pushing himself against me. Once again our lips move in sync and I run my hand through his purple hair. The kiss is soft but passionate and warmth fills me. We pull away and Mitch steps back, looks at his feet, and says "I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have done that."
"I liked it." I state still leaning up against the wall. His head snaps up and looks me in the eye as if looking to see if I was lying.
"I just, I don't want things to be weird between us. I don't want to do anything you don't want to." Mitch says.
"I don't care anymore. It's to hard to resist my feelings for you. I love you." I say.
"I love you to." Mitch says. "So I guess I should ask. Y/N will you be my girlfriend? Again?" He says slightly cringing waiting to get rejected.
I take his hands in mine and look him in the eye. "Of course, of course I will Mitchie." He smiles and hugs me and I hug back. "Let's get back to Scott before he gets to worried." He nods and we walk hand in hand across the street walking back to his house.
"Oh thank god. I was getting worried." Scott says jumping up from the couch. "So what was that call about?" Scott asks.
"Oh it was Keith. Umm well half of our band is kinda, leaving. So the LA Panics are no longer." I say.
"I'm so sorry, I know how much you put into that band." Scott says walking over to give me a hug. I quickly release Mitch's hand because I'm not sure if we were ready to tell him yet.
"It's fine Scott. I'll figure out something else." I say. He nods and let's go.
"I was thinking we could invite the rest of PTX over for a sleepover, up for it?" Scott asks. Me and mitch look at each other and nod. "So is everyone over at 5 good for you? It's 2 now, so Y/N should go and get ready, if your not already." Scott says.
"Uh, yeah that's cool for. I'll be back in about 2 hours after I get ready." I say.
"I'm coming over to help!" Mitch yells. I give him a questioning look and he says "Hey! I just want to help!" He says.
I roll my eyes and turn to the door "Come on." I say. He follows me like a little duck as we cross the street and once we're at my front door I ask "What's the real reason why you wanted to come over?"
"Hmm?" He hummed.
"Your heard me." I say
"Fine. I wanted to be a boyfriend to me girlfriend before we have to act 'just friends' for hours on end." Mitch admits.
"I see." I say walking into my house holding the door for Mitch. He walks in behind me and follows me back to my room. "Your going to follow me everywhere, aren't you?" I ask.
"Pretty much, unless you tell me off." Mitch says from behind me. I roll my eyes and walk over to my walk in closet as Mitch flops onto my bed.
"You came to help, come help!" I yell from my closet. In a matter of seconds I feel Mitch's arms around my waist and his head on my shoulder. "What should I bring to wear!?" I say.
"That." He says pointing to my Emolga onesie. (It's a pokemon)
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"Good choice." I say taking it off the hanger, laying it on my bed, and waking over to my bathroom Mitch still following. "Your going to have to stay out there." I say gently pushing him into my bedroom and gently closing the door. I turn on the shower and wash myself quickly. Once I'm done I quickly dry my hair and put on my tank top and jeans I had on before. I put on light makeup, not very noticeable but still there. I walk out of my bathroom and find Mitch on my bed sprawled out like a starfish. "Cuddle?" He asks.
"We have to leave in an hour." I say.
"So?" he says.
"You have a point." I admit and walk over to my bed.
"Yay." He says as I lay down next to him. He pulls me closer to him and I wrap my arms around his waist. "I missed this." He mumbles.
"Is that why you broke up with me?" I ask.
"Nope. I thought we talked about this?" Mitch says.
"We did." I say with a giggle. He rolls his eyes as he runs his fingers through his hair. At this point our legs are intertwined with each others and me head is on his chest with his arms around my waist. I feel his warm breath on my neck and shiver a bit. He chuckles and says "I want to kiss you really bad now."
"Your going to have to catch me for it then." I say quickly hopping up and running away.
I hear his foot steps behind me and him say "You know I can't run."
"Yeah that's the point." I say as I stop on the back side of my couch. I didn't realize how close he was until I see him on the front side of the couch near the front door of my house. The only thing separating us was the couch and a couple feet behind my was a wall. He some how leaps over the couch and pins me to the wall.
