(Matt's P.O.V.)

The silence rippled around the room intensely. As Rob uncomfortably glared me down. Opening my mouth to strike up a conversation I stopped as soon as Mitch entered the room.

A smile growing on my lips as soon as I saw him I felt Goosebumps bathe on my skin. Butterflies rampaged in my stomach the closer Mitch got.

 And lucky for me, he kept coming. Every time Mitch took a step Mitch's hair swayed majestically as the wind blew it around. 

How is there even wind inside? I dunno. I dunno and I don't care. This hunk of a Canadian is just...... Goals.

My heart fluttered inside of my chest as I gawked at the handsome man that was luckily my age. I mean, there's nothing wrong with being a twinge gay.

Or.... Completely gay.... But at least I'm not a homophobe! That would have made it way more than awkward...

Smirking at Mitch I continuously glanced back at the empty bottles that were once filled with alcohol behind me.

"Hey Matt. Something you trying to hide behind there?" Mitch joked. My stomach dropping I turned around to see Mitch's face inches away from mine.

Mitch's lips calling my name I resisted. A laugh squeaking out of my mouth nervously I tried not to get lost in his wondrous brown eyes. They were just too..... Hypnotizing.... 

"Me? Nah! Just thought I saw something." I excused. Closing my eyes I flinched as I waited for Mitch to believe me. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth when he did.

"..... Makes sense. I need to ask you a question though. And if you might be able to, can this stay between us?" Mitch asked. 

Feeling my eyes grow wide I started to breathe faster. My excitement and adrenaline poured through my veins as the Kawaii Canadian gave me puppy eyes.

"Of course man! That's what friends are for am I right?" I questioned. The smile on my lips began to grow wider as I felt heat rush onto my cheeks.

"Okay, so, I need you to be honest here. What do you think of the situation?" Mitch wondered. Our eyes locking I smirked.

"In my opinion? Well then...... Crazy.... That's practically the only word to describe it." I commented. Mitch seemed to grasp the opinion I gave him and nodded.

"Yeah I guess that makes sense. Do you know the standard conditions of the others?"  Mitch agreed immediately wanting to know more I smirked.

"Lachy is agitated and sensitive at the moment, Preston is down and can't get back up, Vikk is confused as fu€k, and Rob is playing silent soldier." I answered simply.

 Mitch stiffened at how much I cut to the point. Probably braced himself for a huge speech or something like that. 

The need to kiss him started to swallow my mind. As my stomach started to churn with wanting. I gotta ask him.... Trick him.... That's my specialty.

"Mitch? I don't think it's safe to talk down here.... Mind if we talk in my room?" I questioned. A sincere smile plastered my face as Mitch stared me down. 

Seeming suspicious he shrugged it off and nodded. Not needing to ask twice I bolted up the stairs with Mitch right behind me. Wonder if I'll feel guilty or pleasured? Who knows? 

I certainly don't.