I.R.L. (A MrMitch361 Story)

chapter 21- FIFA with the hockeyheads

The next morning I woke up in my bed, still in my clothes from yesterday- including Mitch's jacket. We got home really late last night, because the traffic was so bad. Ryan and Brayden decided to stay the night, because Ryan didn't want to drive all the way home in the middle of the night. After I put my glasses on, I walked downstairs to see Ryan and Brayden still sleeping on the couches. I walked to the kitchen, and grabbed the cereal. After being here for a month, I finally figured out where everything was. As I was about to put the milk and cereal away, Ella walked in.

"Hey Ella, want some cereal?" I asked as I got her a bowl and a spoon. She nodded and sat at the counter as I poured her some cereal.

"Why are you wearing Mitch's clothes?" She asked as she started to eat her breakfast

"Uh, he let me borrow it because I was cold." I ate my own cereal

"I think Mitch likes you." Ella said nonchalantly

"And why do you think that?" I tried not to choke on the sugary cereal

"Because he's nice to you." She smiled

"People can be nice with out liking someone. We're friends, that's why he's nice to me."

"Do you like him?" She asked

"We're friends Ella." I finished my breakfast and put my dishes away. "Do you want to help me with something?" She nodded "Go jump on Brayden, but don't say it was my idea okay?" Since she was a kid, she didn't need a reason, so she ran over and jumped on Brayden.

"Huh? What's going on?" Brayden sat up quickly. He calmed down when he saw Ella sitting on him. "Ella, what are you doing?" He asked groggily

"Bek told me to!" She yelled as she ran away and went back up the stairs.

"Traitor!" I called after her. I smiled at Brayden as he laid back down "Morning."

"Why do you hate me? You didn't wake Ryan up, let me sleep!" He groaned as he closed his eyes

"It's payback. For you torturing me." I shrugged

"The torture will stop when you admit it." Brayden sat back up

"Admit what?" I easier my eyebrows at him in confusion

"Ugh nevermind. Well since I'm up, we might as well wake the other's up." He walked over and started waking up Ryan.

I walked up the stairs and entered Mitch's room. He was sleeping sprawled out across his bed. I walked over to his camera and took a picture, this could be my blackmail. Mitch was snoring slightly, but very quietly. I leaned over and shook his shoulder. He rolled over so he was facing me and curled up in a ball.

"Mitch" I shook his shoulder harder "Wake up!"

He stirred a little and his eyes fluttered open. "Hmm?" He sat up and yawned. "What?" He turned his head to me

"Come on, the guys are downstairs." Mitch groaned and laid back down. "No, Mitch! You know what today is right?"

"What?" Mitch grunted as he turned away from me

"The finals! Mitch, it's America versus Japan for the World Cup!" I shook his shoulder again. "Come on! Get up!"

"Make me" he turned to face me again.

"Don't be difficult." I grabbed his arm and started to drag him out of his bed. I was about to pull him off the bed fully, but he rolled back to the other side of the bed, taking me with him. "Mitch!" I groaned

"Let me sleep." He complained

"No, we have to go downstairs." I pouted

"You can stay too" he reasoned