'Standing By' (Book 1)

One

(A/N: This is my first fanfiction so please no judgies.)

{Mitch's POV}

I woke up to my Sphynx cat, Wyatt, on my chest rubbing his head into my neck. I heard the shower running and assumed Scott was already awake and showering before we went to our Pentatonix rehearsal at 10.

I picked up Wyatt and carried him out to the living room plopping him down on the couch. I grabbed my keys, wallet, and phone before heading out the door to Starbucks.

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{Scott's POV}

I woke up around 8:15 for some reason. I got up and jumped in the shower before rehearsal at 10. While I was in the shower I heard Mitch's bedroom door open across the hall and then I heard him grab his keys and close the front door of our apartment. I assumed he was making his morning trip to Starbucks as usual.

When I was done in the shower, I got out and wrapped the towel around me then went to my room to get dressed for the day.

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{Mitch's POV}

When I got to Starbucks there was a handsome new barista working. I went there every morning, I would notice if there was a new barista. He was about my height with black hair up in a quiff. I looked at his name tag and read 'Mark'.

"Hi Mark." I said to the young barista at the counter who seemed to be distracted by his cell phone hid behind the register.

"Hello. What would you like today?" He quickly said before his eyes soon got big with astonishment. "Oh my gosh. You-you're Mitch. Mitch Grassi from Pentatonix." He was a fan. Goody for me.

"Yep. That's me."

"I am such a fan of Pentatonix. I am obsessed."

"That's sweet."

"You guys are so amazing. I love your voice the most though. When you sing, it sounds like an angel."

"Aw. I appreciate that Mark. But I am in kind of a hurry. I actually have rehearsal at 10 so."

"Oh I apologize. What did you want today?"

"2 caramel macchiatos, please." I said quickly. It was still before 9 but I knew I took a long time to get ready since I was told everyday.

"2? You must like your coffee."

"No. Only 1 is for me."

"Who's the other for?"

"Scott. My band member, and roommate."

"Oh. I forgot. You live with Scott." The barista kind of sighed heavily as if he were disappointed somehow. I didn't understand why it mattered that I lived with Scott.

"Yeah..." I trailed off awkwardly. I just wanted to get back to the apartment.

The barista gave me my total and then I waited for the coffees.

After they came I went right for the door, avoiding Mark behind the counter. I hurried back to the apartment.

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{Scott's POV}

I was finishing my hair when I heard the apartment door open.

"Mitchie!" I screamed to Mitch as he held up my caramel macchiato in his hand. I quickly ran over to him to snatch it from his hand. "Thanks Michelle."

"You're welcome Stephanie."

I walked from the kitchen to the living room to sit on the couch. When I sat on the couch, the hairless cat jumped onto my lap. I pet him slowly as he started to purr.