A/N: More of a filler, but cute!

"Hey Mitch, do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?" I asked Mitch. He immediately replied. "YES. I hate the bus." He replied. "I'll be there tomorrow at like 6:45." I told him. "Ok. Thank you!" He said before leaning over and kissing my cheek, effectively making me blush. "Awww, Scottie's embarrassed!" He said, laughing. "I am not! I just... wasn't expecting that. why would I be embarrassed anyway?" I asked. "I don't know, maybe you're secretly in love with me or something." He replied, making me go wide-eyed. "What? No, absolutely not. My undying love for you is completely platonic." I replied dramatically.

"Yeah?" He challenged. "Uh-huh." I replied. "So this-" He said, leaning forward and pecking my lips. "-means absolutely nothing, right?" He asked. "Totally, and neither does this." I said, before leaning and kissing him, wrapping my arm around his waist and pulling him towards me. After a few seconds, he pulled away. "Good, because I'd hate for us to develop feelings for each other and to have an awkward relationship. Hopefully if that were to happen we'd just start dating." He said. "I'd hope so... I love you." I replied. He pecked my lips again, before looking up at me. "I love you too."

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I walked up to Mitch's door, before knocking. After a few seconds, the door opened to reveal Mitch, looking perfect as always. "You know you could've just texted me, right?" He asked me. "Yeah, but then I wouldn't be able to do this." I said, before picking him up and throwing him over my shoulder. "Scott! What are you doing?" He yelled. "Be quiet, the neighbors are still sleeping. Wouldn't want to wake them!" I said. As I got to the car, the door opened again, and I heard a click before turning around and seeing Mike with a camera in his hands. "Don't cause too much trouble!" He yelled. "Dad, help me!" Mitch yelled back. "Sorry son, I have to go make breakfast. Good luck!" Mike replied, before closing the door. I got to the passengers side and put Mitch down.

"There, now was that so bad?" I asked. "You could've dropped me on my head and paralyzed me forever!" He replied. I kissed him, before opening the door. "Come on, we're gonna be late." I said, closing the door after he got in and walking over to the driver's side, getting in and turning the car on. "Seat belt." Mitch reminded me. I reached behind me and put my seatbelt on. "Thank you." I said. "Well, I can't have my boyfriend dying on me if we get into a crash... When we get into a crash." He said. I smacked his arm, pretending to be offended. "Hey, I'm not that bad of a driver!" I exclaimed, trying to defend myself.

He raised his eyebrows at me. "Sure, and I'm the queen of England. You are one of the worst drivers that I've ever met." He said, never once taking his eyes off of me. "Well would you rather take the bus?" I asked him. "NO. Absolutely not. That thing is like hell on earth." He replied. "Well then stop insulting my driving and put the queen on!" I said. He immediately plugged his phone into the AUX cord and put "Crazy In Love" on. We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes until we reached the school, and as soon as I turned the car off, I ran over to Mitch's side to open the door, but he was already waiting for me. "Someone's being sweet." He said. "Only for you." I replied, kissing his cheek and grabbing his hand.