Theatre Kids (Scömìche AU)

Four

Holy shit. Mitch typed once he got home. He had waited the whole car ride to tell Dan and Phil what happened at rehearsal.

Did you fuck him?! Dan asked.

Daniel. Howell. Phil responded.

Not now, Phil. Dan typed.

We didn't fuck. That's tomorrow. Mitch explained.

Um....what....? Phil questioned.

It went down in the theater room. That's all you need to know. Mitch said.

Fine. Dan responded.

I want to tell you more. You were supposed to demand details. Mitch replied.

Well we didn't. Phil typed.

Don't need all the horny details. Dan replied.

We didn't even do anything horny. Mitch reasoned.

Don't care. Bye. Dan stated.

Bye. Phil responded.

What's up with you guys? Mitch asked. You seem kind of angry.

Too bad they were already gone. Mitch shrugged and walked over to his bed, laying down with a smile on his face. Texting a photo to Scott, he smirked.

Hot <3 Scott replied.

I thought so. Mitch responded.

Are you trying to turn me on? Scott asked.

So what if I was? Mitch typed.

Then it worked ;) Scott said.

Good because I was. Mitch admitted.

Mhm, I knew you were. Scott replied.

And how did you know that? Mitch asked.

Because you're in your underwear. That's sexy. Scott responded.

It's your turn. Mitch typed.

Lmao I don't sleep in my undies. Scott replied.

How do you sleep? Mitch questioned.

Naked. Scott answered.

Once again, it's your turn. Mitch replied.

Nah I'm good. I'll let you see all of this tomorrow. Goodnight. Scott responded.

Goodnight. Mitch said.

"Mom, are we leaving or what?" Mitch called the next day.

"Yes, we're leaving, but you seem awfully excited to rehearse for a show you don't want to be in," Nel pointed out.

That's because we're not rehearsing, Mitch thought. "Well, Scott and I are friends. Don't you think I'd want to see my friend?"

"That's true, I guess. I'm glad that you've made a real friend." Nel said as they walked out of the house and got in the car.

"Yeah, yeah." He waved off."Plus, Dan and Phil are my real friends."

"Mitch they don't even live in America." Nel started the car and began driving to the address that Mitch put in her GPS.

"So what? We've known each other for years." Mitch mumbled.

"No, they've known each other for years. You've just messaged them for years."