vacation

part nine- trying new things

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MITCHS POV
today's the day. I head to the studio in exactly 1 hour and 15 minutes from now. i tap my foot anxiously while i warm up my vocals.

scott was last at my house 4 days ago and i had the most wonderful time being around him. Not like thats suprising. the only thing that occupies my mind half of the time is when ill get to see him again. its been almost three weeks since i first met him at that hair salon.

I didnt show up for my job interview yesterday. Id like to tell myself i forgot. But i know it was my pride from the money i made at my last show. I still havent found a new gig and i have anxiety that my cash will run out until then. My subconscious tells me im stupid for worrying.

And i keep songwriting. I have so much prepared. I try to decide wether to record it by myself or record it with scott. Will i be able to use my own music in the studio? Will i ever get to record with scott? I could mention him today. Then again, i dont know what to expect even in the slightest.

SCOTTS POV
writting songs and having lyrics flow out of you is one of the best feelings in the world. finally finding that set of words that fit perfectly together, and finding the perfect chord progressions, its incredible. I am reminded everyday that music is my passion.

I text mitch and wish him good luck today. I'm wondering when we can record together, i have so much ready. My body tingles with exitement as i think about it.

MITCHS POV
I step into my car in my white boots. I feel amazing in this outfit. Im wearing some of my new stuff i got with money from my big show. Im clothed in a vintage tee, some stressed jeans, and some very nice white platform boots. Heeled boots are kinda my thing. To top it off i have a beautiful chain around my neck, some chunky rings, and a lock in my ear. When i dress up i feel most like myself.

I get to the studio 20 minutes later. Its small and the building looks nice. Nice but not too nice. Do i knock on the door? Do i text him and should he let me in? I peer through the window. Before i can decide i feel the door open. It startles me.

"Hello?"

"You must be mitch? Nice to meet you"

A man with dark facial hair greets me. The way that he is dressed automatically compells me. Its every smiliar to way i prezent nyself. avant gaurde some would say. But this is not the man from the bar. Im not sure what to do or say from here. But i smile at him, i shake his hand, and i tell him its lovley to be here. I guess i should start by walking through the door.

Many keyboards, sound boards, mics, a soundbooth, and miscellaneous objects are set around the room. There are some shiny black leather couches and a beanbag here as well. I glance at the man, giving him a look that asks for permission to sit. He tells me im welcome and can make myself at home. I flop down in the beanbag and shift around until i feel comfortable.

"Anyways, i forgot to tell you my name!i'm Austin, I spend a lot of time here and i produce music. Not like super professionally, but im working my way up. Its always been a passion of mine."

I tell him thats really cool, i ask him about the type of music he produces. We talk about EDM and techno for a bit. I can tell we're incredibly similar in taste.

"Also man, your top. Very vintage and i love the look you're going for"

The conversation takes a turn into fashion. We talk about our favorite brands and we discuss thier latest collections. I give him my number. Ive never met someone in real life with the same interests as me. It feels great.

"I bet youre wondering where aaron is.. the guy who have you his number! He should be here anyyyyy time now, and we can start discussing ideas and recording anything you need."

I smile and nod. My heart is thumping.

Aaron gets there soon. He seems nice enough. He gives me so many compliments i almost dont know what to do with them. He asks about my ideas and asks me what i want to do first, and thats very important to me. I send him files of the songs ive been recording and writing and he tells me im incredible once again. We write down idea after idea. I feel comfortable and happy, which us rare for being around new people. He tells me its time to record bits and peices. My nose presses up against the cold black mic and the room is quiet as i sing. Its new and exciting. Time flies by and minutes turn into hours.

Aaron tells me im incredible and one of a kind. He can see me and my "career" going places. He want another date to record and tells me he will give me a call. As i almost walk out the door, i remember something i needed to say.

" hey. I have a friend named scott. My best friend actually. When you asked me the meaning behind my lyrics... they are about him. he is absolutely incredible and ive been singing with him since highscool. I hope this isnt disrespectful but i would love if you would consider inviting him here to work with us. Ill give you his number. Just please consider"

He gives me an unsure look and my palms sweat.

"Whats the harm in trying? Thats what's music's all about"

I take that as a yes.

SCOTTS POV
I call mitch as soon as i get out of work. I need to see him. my body physically aches when i am away from him. My heart longs for his touch and the sound of his voice. I miss our conversations and his kisses on my lips.

He tells me to come over; he wants to talk about the recording studio he went to today. I'm very excited to listen.

I pull into his driveway and walk up to his door. We hug almost immediately. It feels good to have his small arms wrapped around me again. My heart aches with love for him. I never want to let go.

I kiss him on the lips and he kisses me back.

We drink wine on his couch. He tells me about the boy that dresses like him. And he tells me about the things he recorded. Mitch says he recommended my name to the man. It makes me happy to hear that.

".....and im really, really hoping we can sing together scotty" he finishes

I agree.

MITCHS POV
The way scott makes me feel when im around him is insane. I feel so safe and warm and fuzzy inside. I am so in love with him. Does he feel the same? Do i ask him if he feels the same? Does he want to be with me forever? I blush. He's looking at me. I wonder how he didnt have a boyfriend when i met him.

"What are you thinking?" He looks in my eyes.

I almost never refrain from telling him exactly what's on my mind. But i dont know what to say.

He looks at me closer and touches my face.

"I adore you" he says

"I love you, and im so grateful i found you. You are my best friend. You are my soulmate. You are the most incredible person ive ever has the privilege of meeting." He tells me. And i know he means every word.

"I love you scott"

And we kiss. And i feel the best ive felt in my life.