By Chance. ~A MinecraftUniverse Fanfic~

~Chapter 22~ The Party.

~Chapter 22~ The Party.

~Steph's P.O.V~

After one hour of getting ready, I finally had finished. I walked over to Mitch. He was wearing jeans and a nice button-downed shirt. It was a red tint. He had black skinny jeans on and his skater shoes. He walked over to me and wrapped me into a hug. I hugged him back before going to the bed. I sat on the bed and laced my Converse shoes up. I walked back to the mirror and checked my outfit. My hair was straightened and teased. I was wearing a blue lace shirt with black skinny jeans with the Converse.

I looked fairly decent for going to a party. We still had an hour before the party started.

"What do you want to do?" I asked Mitch. He shrugged and launched himself onto the bed. I laughed and sat next to him.

"How does my hair look?" he asked. I laughed and went to the bathroom. I looked for where he put his hair gel. Grabbing the container, I ran out of the bathroom. He sat up on the bed as I approached him. I squeezed the bottle into my hands as I styled his hair. I put it into somewhat of a mohawk, but not really, y'know?

I ran to the bathroom so I could wash my hands as Mitch followed behind. He looked in the mirror at himself. We both laughed as he made faces in the mirror. It's not that I made it look bad, but he was just adorable.

How did I get so far? I went from only knowing him over the internet to becoming his friend. One thing that I question: will we ever truly be more than friends? Yeah, I wish.

I'm probably just a phase. Every boy goes through that phase that they think looks don't matter. Everyone moves quickly past that phase, so whatever Mitch and I have will most likely not last.

I want to stay by his side as often as I can. Not like a clingy, over-attached girlfriend, but somewhat like that. Unlike those type of girls, I would give him space when he craved it. I just want to be his until he leaves me.

I ran over to the bed and sat on the edge. Mitch had followed and sat beside me. He looked at me with worried eyes and questioned me.

"I'm fine, just realizing things." I responded. He nodded at me.

"Realizing what?" He asked. I hesitated to respond.

"Well, I was thinking. You know, we're not going to be together forever. I don't want this to end, but you'll find better. Can we spend as much time with each other as possible? It doesn't matter if we're with friends or not, I just want to be with you for the short time we have. You don't have to agree, but I just thought-" I was cut off by Mitch's lips pressing against mine.

"I will never move on. If you ever decide to take a break, that's when we end. I only say this because I can see us having a future together, but if you can't see that, I'll be okay." He said with his forehead pressed against mine.

His words seemed true, but how could I believe him? I tried so hard to believe it, but it seemed impossible. I just smiled as our foreheads unconnected.

Mitch grabbed my hand and we walked out of the hotel room to a rental car. Being the gentleman that he is, he walked me to the passenger side before running around the front of the car and sitting in the drivers seat.

Before Mitch put the keys in the car, he grabbed my hand. Then he put the keys in the car and started it up.

Putting the key and driving in reverse to get out of the parking lot. As he drove to where the party would be held, his hand never left mine. Some may say that's dangerous, but we were fine.

He parked his car on the curb and got out. He then ran back over to my side of the vehicle. Opening the door, he motioned for me to get out. I smiled and got out of the vehicle.