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"How was the party?" Scott asked Mitch on the phone later that night.

"Terrible," Mitch sighed.

"What happened?"

"Well, I got called a fag like seven times."

"Say no more. I can already see how it went."

"I thought you had a friend over," Mitch said, noticing how quiet the other end of the line was.

"I do, but he's tied up right now."

Mitch began coughing. "What?"

"He's tied up." Scott repeated."Well, tied down.....on my bed."

"Why the hell?"

"I made pizza rolls FOR MYSELF....and he ate them when I wasn't looking."

"Jesus Christ.."

"You're crazy as fuck!" Someone yelled in the background.

"Can it, Dylan!" Scott said.

"Scott, untie him."

"Never. He took my food and that's a big no no."

"Scott Hoying, I will literally come over there and beat your ass."

"How are you gonna get here?"

"Take my mom's car. I know how to drive, I just haven't gotten my license yet." Mitch shrugged.

"Hey! Scott's boy toy! Please come help me!"

"Fuck that I'm not anyone's boy toy. Keep him tied up, Scott. Just for that," Mitch ran a hand through his fringe.

"No! I'm sorry! Scott's boyfriend! Please come help me!"

"Not his boyfriend, either!"

"So what the hell are you?! His sex slave?!"

"I hate you so much." Scott said.

"No, it depends on the day. But Scott, if you don't untie him, I won't talk to you for a week."

"Why are you on his side? He just called you a sex slave and a boy toy. Oh! And before I got on the phone, he called you a fuck boy."

"That's you, sweetie," Mitch smiled.

"I'm no where near a fuckboy."

"Yeah, okay. And I like when you're mad. The sex is better," Mitch smirked.

"So you two did fuck! Scott told me that he never had sex with you!" Dylan yells.

"Well, he lied to you. We fucked today."

"You're lying. I have never had sex anyone in my entire life. I am an innocent virgin." Scott lied.

"Then what was earlier in the theatre?"

"We had a simple conversation. That is all."

"FaceTime me right now, you noodle."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes, you do!" Mitch demanded.

"But I'm shirtless."

"Please, Daddy?"

"Woah, woah, woah! Speaker phone is not for you!" Dylan shouts.

"Scott, off speaker," Mitch said.

"I was trying to let you be a good tied up wing man but you fucked up. You're not supposed to tell the other person that they're on speakerphone, you idiot." Scott mumbled as he put the phone up to his ear.

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