A/N (obviously): So, Angel and I are feeling pretty creative and generous so we have decided to basically spam the crap out of this story! So as Angel mentioned, from now on, I AM MITCH! Usually lol.
Mitch's POV
I climbed into shotgun before Adam could even open his mouth to call it. "HEY, I WANTED THAT!" Adam screeched, doubling over in laughter in the back seat. Jerome started driving to his house, about an hour away. I quietly hummed to the lead singer of Owl City playing through the radio. "I'D LIKE TO MAKE MYSELF BELIEEEEEEEEEVE" Adam screamed from the back seat, causing me to burst out laughing and Jerome to crack a smile. Jerome slowly turned his head towards me and did his signature rape face, while driving with his knees to creepily stroke my head. Adam was laughing hard in the back seat, while all I could think about we're his hands in my hair. Just as I was about to lean into his hand, he pulled back quickly to place his hands on the wheel. Internally sighing, I sat back in my seat and grinned at Adam, with tears forming in his eyes from the laughter. I chuckled as everytime he could let out a breath before laughing again, he'd wheeze out "H-h-HASTAG MEROME," before bursting out in laughter once more. I rolled my eyes at him before looking over at Jerome, while he tried to suppress a small grin. I kept staring, waiting for him to smile, though unfortunately he never did. Ah well.
We arrived at Jerome's house in a flurry of suitcases and hunger. I walked into his house as if it was my own, and off to the kitchen. Jerome followed while Adam pulled his stuff to the guest room. "Guess I've got the couch." I mumbled. Apparently Jerome heard it as he handed me bananas for my dank drank, because, as if mindlessly, he said, "You can have half of my bed," before realising what he had just offered and his face flushing a light pink. I, of course, laughed lightly and said, "Okay." while trying to control my heart rate. If I hadn't been getting the strawberries from the fridge, he most definitely would have seen my cheeks flush with excitement. For this week, of course. It was gonna be awesome. Jerome doesn't roll that way. Not that I do or anything. Finding the strawberries, I pulled some out and threw them in the blender, and Jerome added the bananas and milk before closing the blender and starting. We drank it as Adam came downstairs. "YOU KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS SUCK! But the Merome is real right now so it's okay." Jerome laughed and I blushed. Just then, I got a text. I turned around to get my phone, and got a peek of the message. It was from my girlfriend, Lizzie. "I love you and miss you already." Jerome looked over my shoulder and mumbling something about fresh air, he was gone. I put my phone down without responding. She was my girlfriend, but Jerome is more important than anything. Running out, Adam and I saw it start to rain. Having no idea where to look, we stumbled along. I was wondering why he left, but nonetheless was intent on finding him. I felt bad for it was his twenty first birthday. Was it going to be like this the entirety of the time I'm here? This was going to be a long. Week.
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The Bac, The Benj, and the Merome
AléatoireJoint Merome Fanfiction! Jerome and Mitch might be in love, but is that enough to get them through the ups and downs? *UNDER EDITING BUT STILL IN PROGRESS*