Once In A Lifetime (A Scott Hoying Fanfic)

Chapter Sixteen: Adjusting

It was done. The fanbase was informed of our relationship. Scott told me to stay away from social media for a few days, but it was impossible when I had my own channel to keep track of. Scott was supportive, so was Mitch.

Mitch thought we were adorable, just like Scott said he did. He told us we were taking a leap, and he fully supported our decisions. He warned people over twitter that hateful comments wouldn't bother us.

But it would bother me.

Mickey came to the door late that night. Scott was dozing on the couch. He fell asleep after watching Family Guy, and he looked adorable while sleeping. I tore my eyes away from him and opened the door to find the devil standing there. She might as well be one.

"I saw the statement on twitter. Obviously you didn't listen to me. I warned you to stay away from him." I heard Scott move on the couch, and no doubtedly so did Mickey.

"He's here? What, are you two shagging now?" My jaw dropped as I stared at her. I swung my hand back with a lot of force and slapped her. A red mark appeared over her fake-tanned skin. She began glaring daggers at me. "How dare you! What Scott and I do is none of your business. Get the hell out of here before I call the cops!" I slammed the door in her face, a loud thud comfirming that I hit her with the door.

She let out a small sound of pain. Scott looked over at me with a drowsy expression. "Who was that?"

"No one important." I slumped down beside him, and he pulled me down beside him. His arms wrapped around me and he nuzzled his head into the crook of my shoulder. "I'm going to crash here tonight. Could you text Mitch?" I shimmied his phone out of his pocket and he groaned, pulling me tighter against him.

I unlocked his phone and found Mitch's profile. 

Scott is going to crash here for the night - Chels (Sent at 8:43 pm)

Don't be naughty. I want him home in one piece. Have fun!! 

Followed by that was a bunch of emojis. Curiousity won over, and I looked for Mickey's profile. I pressed on the profile picture and read the last text he sent to her. Surprisingly, the last text he sent to her was weeks ago. She was begging for another chance.

Leave her Scott. Come back to me.

This was sent two nights ago, the day Mickey came to threaten me. I covered my curiousity by putting it back on Mitch's messages and turning off the phone. I set it back into his pocket and his arms tightened. "What'd he say?" His eyes were still closed. 

"He said 'Don't be naughty' and to have fun." Scott laughed quietly. "Don't worry. I'll keep it PG." I rolled my eyes. "Sure you will." He turned my head and kissed me gently. "Maybe PG-13." 

"That's better," I laughed, pulling away from the kiss.

"Sing me a song." He smiled and laid his head on my shoulder. "What would you like?"

"You choose. It can be anything you want." He cleared his throat and hummed for a moment. He was silent for a moment, then he began singing.

"What would I do without your smart mouth?

Drawing me in, and you kicking me out

You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down

What's going on in that beautiful mind

I'm on your magical mystery ride

And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright