sup3r fruity love

THE END

WARNING: contains smut (in italics)

mitch POV

it has been weeks since the incident, is kirstie's relationship going well, yeah, she is getting married in december to jeremy. i am so happy for her. avi has found someone but we are not sure about what their status is and it doesnt matter to be honest as long as he is happy right.

i entered the house i placed the starbucks on the table, taking out my drink. i sat on the couch and took a sip from my drink, whilst watching spongebob. i heard scott come down but didnt take my eyes off the screen. i think he is busy doing something.

after i was done watching a couple of episodes, a couple meaning about 16-18 episodes, so pretty much the whole day. I was bored what do I do, Scott is busy doing something. i got up to throw my rubbish away, when i canightck i found scotts starbucks was still on the table. what could he be doing that he didnt even take his drink. i grabbed it and went up the stairs to check on him. i knocked on the door, but i didnt hear him reply.

i open the door slowly, a lovely smell welcomed me as i went in. it was slightly dark in the room but the candles kinda made up for it. but first of all why was there candles?

"scott" i called looking around to see if he was there, still no reply, "scott seriously, what is going on, where are you?" i called, but still no reply. i felt a hand wrap around me from behind, surprising me.

"hey babe." scott said nuzzeling his nose in my neck, making a tingly rush run through my body.

"scott, whats up with y.."

"shhh" i was cut off by scott, who covered my lips with his hands. he slid his hand down my shoulders and down to my waist, I could feel my cheeks getting warm in the process. my breathing starts to get really heavy, as he turns me around to face him. he presses me close to him, our bodies touching, holding me tighter. he wasn't wearing a top, just shorts, my eye got distracted by his bare chest.

"Scott.." I breathed.

"Mitch, things are going well in our lives and I don't want to miss this opportunity. don't ruin it please" he pleaded

"I won't." I replied, my hands finding its way up around his neck.

he grabbed me by the legs and carried me to the rose petal covered bed, he placed me down, putting both his hands at the side of my head, he brought a knee up to my waist and kept the other one straight.