Reconnection ~ (Scömìche)

Roxie's

A/N: Pretty long chapter for you! Hoping to be able to update this and The Beginnings of Scömìche (my other story) a little more but Christmas is fast approaching and idk how much free time I'll have.

Anyways, enjoy !

misbehavinmitchy x 

MITCH:

It had been almost four days since the high school reunion and Scott still hadn't texted me. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't waiting on his message... I just thought he really had wanted to stay in contact. I was beginning to give up hope at this point. I can't believe I actually thought Grammy award winning Scott Hoying would still want to be my friend. I mean, he'd probably hung out with the most famous people on the planet. Last I heard, he scored an invite to Taylor Swift's bday bash - that's a big deal.

I'm getting distracted though. I kept getting distracted actually. I kept checking my phone to see if he'd texted and keeping an eye out for him on my morning strolls. It was getting a bit ridiculous - like I said, why would someone like Scott want to be friends with someone like me...

SCOTT:

My flight was in two days and my manager was literally not leaving me alone. She was thousands of miles away, yet somehow still breathing down my neck. Ever since someone posted my performance from the reunion on YouTube, it seemed everyone in Texas wanted me to perform for them. I'd already done two weddings and some spoilt rich kid's Sweet 16 party - and I hadn't even been back a week! Don't get me wrong, I love performing and especially to much smaller crowds than I'm used to. Singing is my favourite thing to do, but going back to Texas was meant to give me some 'me time'. I'd barely even seen my family even though I'd been staying in my parents' house, because I was always working! I missed my family - I missed Lauren and Lindsay and oh my gosh, Landon.

I hadn't even had the chance to text Mitch. I forgot about that!

I was finally having some time alone, whilst my parents were both at work. I was sat in my old room, reminiscing on high school days which suddenly jolted my memory that Mitch had given me his number. I quickly pulled up my contacts list on my phone. Now I had two different numbers for Mitch. One must have been his old number - the number I used to message if I wanted to ask if he was wanted to go to lunch together, or if he had a free period so we could hang out. And now his new number. I headed up a new text.

Me: hey this is scott, been so busy recently but do u still wanna hang out?

A thought crossed my mind. What if he'd already headed back to LA. He said he wasn't staying long. Ugh! I quickly typed another message.

Me: are you still in tx?

I set my phone down on the bed next to me and waited. I waited for a reply from Mitch, and I waited for my parents to come home. I wasn't good at having down time anymore. I forgot how to occupy my time because I was always either touring, performing or doing TV appearances and interviews, so I just waited.

Thankfully, I wasn't sat there long when my phone buzzed excitedly on the bed. Glancing over, I saw that surprisingly it wasn't another fan tweet or Instagram notification - it was a text!

MG: yeah, still around- im free later?

Well that was a quick reply! I wasn't really expecting him to text back that fast so I hadn't come up with any plans to suggest or anything. I thought for a moment. What did Mitch like to do? When we were teenagers he loved anime and music and um, coffee? Yeah, coffee sounded like a not terrible idea!

Me: Wanna get coffee?

MG: Sure, meet you at Roxie's in an hour :)

At once my mind rocketed back in time. Roxie's was our favourite place to go get coffee on the weekends. It was just close enough to our houses that we could walk there before either of us could drive, but just far enough away that we never bumped into any of the kids from school. It was our perfect little coffee house hideout. Anytime we had to talk about anything, we went to Roxie's. Whether it was trivial or a big deal, Roxie's was the place we went to forget about anyone else and just be Scott and Mitch.