Best Friend (Scomiche)

Chapter 22 | Sl*y Queen

Scott's POV

"Scottie!" I heard Alex say before hugging me from behind.

"Hey Lex." I smiled before breaking apart.

Kirstie gives me a look before opening her mouth to say something, but just stares at me.

"You better close your mouth, I hear a fly coming." I joked, but she just frowned.

"Are you guys a thing?" She ignores my previous statement and asked.

"Yeah, we are." Alex smiles widely. Wait, we are?

"Oh." Kirstie paused and furrowed her eyebrows, before smiling. "That's great. Hey, how about, I let you guys go out, I'll stay with Mitchie. Okay, have fun, you lovebirds."

With that, she walks away.

"Uhm... Well, it's just us then." Alex says kissing my cheek. I smile at the gesture before nodding and walking towards the exit of the hotel.

Mitch's POV

The doorbell rang. Did Scott forget his keycard?

I groaned as I pulled my body out of bed to open the door. I looked up expecting to see Scott but instead, I quickly shift my gaze down towards Kirstie.

"Hey Mitchie, how are you doing?" She asks giving me a small smile.

"I'm fine. Where's Scooter? Aren't you guys going out?" I ask walking into the room with her following behind me.

"He went out with Alex." She said sitting on Scott and my bed.

He what?

"He..." I paused.

No, it's fine. He's my best friend, he's his boyfriend.

Oh, I wish he was mine.

"Mitch?" I was snapped out of my bubble by Kirstie's hands waving in my face.

"Sorry, you want some room service?" I ask, ignoring her worried looks.

He doesn't like you in that way.

"Mitch, are you okay?" Kirstie asks, putting her hand on my thigh.

I wish it was his hands.

"Yeah I'm fine." I said automatically.

"100%?"

More like 0.1%...

"100%" I give her a smile.

Scott would know I'm lying.

"Okay. Room service and movies?" She asks reaching for the phone.

"Yeah."

Only Scott would know what to do.

Only Scott.

Time Skip: Sound Check

Scott's POV

I hope Mitch is okay. I should have stayed with him.

"Where's your other half, Scott?" Esther asks, glancing at Alex who was sitting at the side of the stage on his phone.

"Not... Sure..." I said frowning a bit, "He was sick this morning, I'll text him."

I immediately pull out my phone and walked to the side.

Me: mitchie.

Me: mitchieeeee.

Me: SL*Y QUEENNNNNN

Sl*y Queeeennn ❤: Slay queen?

Me: that's your name on my contacts.

Sl*y Queeennn ❤: Why the hell? Why not just add your little fuckboy while youre at it.

I smirk before going to my contacts and changing it.

Me: Done.

❤❤My little fuckboy❤❤: ... You're kidding.

Me: well, am I kidding? You tell me.

❤❤My little fuckboy❤❤: oh god. Ill just change it later.

❤❤My little fuckboy❤❤: Kit and I are otw.

Me: Okay. What's my name on your contacts?

❤❤ My little fuckboy❤❤: ...

Me: what? BE HONEST.

Is it really that embarrassing?

Me: Mitchie...

❤❤My little fuckboy❤❤: Mr. Grassi-Hoying

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I have never said fuck so many times in one chapter. My god.

I enjoy writing their texts.

See you next update ☺

~Lynn