All Because Of You (Manthony)

•Chapter 22•

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Mitchel's POV

"Clinton! Where are you?" I run out my bedroom and frantically look around the house.

"I'm here, bozo." He says, waving his hand in the air so I could see him.
"Please help." I plead. He looks up at me and I give him a desperate look.

"How do you not know how to tie a tie?" I shrug and he gets up. "I don't normally wear ties, do I?"

"Alright. You win." He sighs and ties the tie. "What if I need to get it off quickly?" He raises an eyebrow at me and I felt my face heat up. "You'll figure it out."

"Where's Christian?"

"He's with Jordan and Riley. He said he'd pick you up, right?" I shrug and get my phone out of my pocket.
"Oh yeah. He did." I reply. "Alright. Go get your shoes on then." I thank him for tying my tie and head back to my room. I throw my shoes on and quickly tie them, proud of myself for knowing how tie something. I brush myself off and look into the mirror. I smile a little and sigh. Every day I spent with Christian was always something different and special. It was like nothing could ever go wrong and I cherished every moment. I put on the necklace Christian gave me and stare at it through the mirror. We weren't even together when he gave it to me but at the time, it was everything to me. He made all the arguments we had before, worth it. Even though we never confirmed any of our fans assumptions, they had a pretty clear idea and we both thought it was funny watching them argue about it. I never went on a nice date before but when Christian suggested it, I didn't even think twice. I hated wearing dress pants but I did a lot of things I didn't like for Christian. I look down and hear the front door unlock. I shove my phone back in my pocket and grab my wallet before walking out of my room.

"Hey." Christian says softly once he sees me. Awkwardness rushed over me but I do my best to act normal.

"You look nice." I give him a quick kiss and he smiles at me. "You look good too." He says, looking me up and down. It felt weird that we were 'meeting up' at our own house but in a way I kind of liked it.

"Alright. I won't be back when you guys get home. Jesse, Pat and I are going to a party. I'm assuming you're not going so you'll have the house to yourself." Clinton gives me a look and I mouth "thank you" before Clinton nods his head.

"Shall we go?" I ask Christian.

"Yeah. Let's go. Bye Clinton. Have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" I shout as I make my way out of the door. I hear him laugh and Christian and I walk to his car. The sun was beginning to set and it looked beautiful. All the sunsets in LA made me happy and were somehow different every single day. We get in the car and I enjoy the light breeze that was flowing throughout the air.

"Mitty." I turn and notice we were stopped at a red light. I look at him and he gives me a small smile. He rests his hand on my leg and I entwine our fingers. He leans over and gives me a kiss before we hear beeping behind us. We pull away and Christian starts driving.

"How are Riley and Jordan?" I ask.

"Oh, they're good. Jordan says she has the pictures of you from your photo shoot the other day."

"Alright. Good. Thanks. I'll stop by her apartment tomorrow or something."

"Sounds like a plan. We have rehearsal tomorrow from eight to five. We have to go to a dance studio. That's what Mike emailed us, at least." I groan and grab my phone.

"I never see anything, I swear." I say annoyed. "Why a dance studio? Neither of us dance." I add. He shrugs and and parks in the parking lot.
"Come on. We're here." I nod and get out the car. Immediately we see flashes and I give Christian an annoyed look.