Mitch's POV
"Yeah Scottie?" I said still scrolling through twitter.
"Are you okay?" He climbed onto my bed and lied next to me.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I said, my eyes locked on my screen.
"Mitchie... There's nothing on your feed. Stop refreshing."
"Right." I quit twitter and opened Instagram and starting scrolling.
"Mitch." Now I know he means business. No Nickname.
"Yes." I said, turning off my phone.
"Tell me what's wrong." He sat up and I followed.
Oh, so I'm suppose to tell you, I feel jealous whenever you and Alex sit together and cuddling is OUR thing.
"I think I'm just nervous about tour." I lied, gritting my teeth.
Scott looked at me and sighed.
"Fine, tell me what's wrong when you are ready."
How does he see right through me?
I sighed, "Nothing. Scott. Nothing. Can we please not fight before tour?" I said pouting.
"Okay Mitchie. What do you want to do? We have to go to bed earlier today since we have to meet at the airport at like. 1am." Scott exaggerated.
"5. We meet at 5." I said monotone.
"Same thing." Scott said now looking at me worried. He paused then, "Okay, I know how to fix this, close your eyes."
"No." I said stubbornly.
"Mitchell. Just do it." Scott said pouting.
"Nike." I said chuckling. I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I could feel his hot breath on my neck, "Scottie... What are you doing?" I said nervously.
"Just breath. You are on the mountains and there's wind." Scott whispered in my ear and continued blowing on my neck.
"Suddenly-" Scott started. I couldn't feel his 'wind' and he stopped talking.
"Scott?" I said opening my eyes.
"A bear jumps on you." Scott shouts, before tickling me.
"Sco-SCOTT." I shrieked. "HOYING." I now find breathing hard, "STOP. I'm going to beat you up." I slapped him on the arm and he immediately stopped.
"Yeah?" Scott said smiling.
"Yeah." I said biting my bottom lip.
We stared at each other and suddenly burst out laughing. We lied in my bed together, not cuddling but just next to each other and I smiled. I'm lucky to at least have him as my best friend. But do I want more?
"Thanks Scottie." I said staring at the ceiling.
"Anything for you." Scott said. I could tell he was smiling.
I felt our hands intertwined and I breathed out.
"What's going to happen when we go on tour?" Scott said, obviously saying his thoughts out loud.
"What do you mean?" I asked turning so I was facing him. He twisted himself so our faces we just centimetres apart. I could feel his hot breath on my face, so I just held my breath and breathed through my nose as I felt a blush rising.
"What if, I trip on stage. I mean, we are filming a documentary, for god's sake." Scott ranted.
"Nothing's going to happen. You will be perfect on stage." I said reassuring him. I could feel him move closer to me.
"Thanks Mitchie." Scott said, his voice almost a whisper. I could feel his breath on my lips and my eyes kept darting to his lips and back to his blue eyes. His eyes doing the same. God. What is he doing to me?
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Ooo. Sorry I had to. :D
AND OMG. Can we please talk about Can't Sleep Love?
When Mitch throws the book.
When Scott and Kirstie was in the same bed.
When Meat and Potatoes were placed in the kitchen :') (I applaud anyone who gets that)
Thank you for reading~~ :)
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Best Friend (Scomiche)
FanfictionOut of the blue, "I kinda liked it you know." Mitch said quietly. "What?" I asked confused. "The kiss." Mitch stated with no emotion whatsoever. "Oh"was all I could get out.
