-Welcome to the next edition of Mitch and lance. I am going to do something a little different than what I originally planned and that not many if any do here at nifty. I am going to switch the point of view in which it is told. This edition will be in Lance's point of view. The next one will return to Mitch's point of view. The part with lance as the narrator will be the same as the previous, just in Lance's eyes, which will help with the plot A LOT. I have pretty much the rest of the story planned out. If you can somehow guess what will end up happening in the end of the story, then I will personally send you a copy of each edition to your e-mail two days before it is released on nifty. Also if you have any suggestions as to what should happen, please e-mail them to me. I know what the final outcome will be and some other major details but all the minor stuff has not figured out, so if you would like to help with some of the minor stuff e-mail me at h_ulery@hotmail.com. If I use one of your ideas as a major happening in the story, you will receive the stories sent to you two days in advance.
--This story in no way is implying that any members of the band 'N Sync are gay. This story is completely fiction. All chatacters are made up. So with out having to wait any more, Here is the story.
-I know I have probably bored you with all of this stuff for those that are actually reading this. And now on with the story
Mitch and Lance Part 1 -- Lance's perspective
I saw him walk into the coffee shop. He looked kinda sad. He was also kinda cute. But that wasn't the only thing about him. I could sense something more from him but I couldn't tell what.
After watching him for a while, I decided he was pretty sad and that he could use some cheering up. I slowly walked over to him and lightly tapped him on his shoulder.
"What do you want?" he asked in a low and quiet voice.
"I saw you sitting over here by your self and I was just wondering if you wanted some company." I said hoping he would let me sit and talk to him I never like seeing anyone as sad as he was at this very moment.
"Oh thanks, but I'm fine by..." he said as he started to look up. All of a sudden, He had a shocked expression on his face. I knew he would recognize me.
"Are you ok?" I said barely chuckling when I saw the expression on his face.
"Yeah. It's just that I didn't realize you who you were." he said as he stood up. "My names Mitchell but most people call me Mitch. You can have a seat if you'd like."
"Well, Mitch, I'd love to have a seat and talk to you." I said with a smile. He actually wanted to talk. That was a good sign. Maybe we would become friends. Maybe more...
"If you don't mind me asking so, What in the world are you doing at the hospital and why this one?" He asked me. I was sort of taken aback by the question. I could tell he had a bunch of questions for me, but he didn't ask them. He probably knew what I had been through with all the screaming girls. All those girls really get on my nerves. It was nice to actually find a GUY that knew who I was.
"I don't mind. We were practicing our dance routine, when Justin slipped and fell. HE broke his arm." I would have to thank him later for breaking his arm. If it weren't for him I wouldn't be here talking to him.
"Oh I see." he said. He didn't say much, but that was understandable. After all I am Lance Bass and he obviously was still a little star struck.
"So, why are you here?" I asked him. I wasn't too sure if he would be comfortable telling me but I figured it would be worth the try.
"Well, My grandmother is in here. She hasn't been doing to well lately. I am here almost all day long. I have been for the past week. Some of the Nurses and I are on a first name basis already."
"What's wrong with your grandma?" I asked him. I still wasn't too sure he would open up to me but surprisingly he did.
"The doctor isn't exactly sure. But she seemed a little better today. She at least had the strength to yell at me for being late this morning. She always was one for being on time. Too bad I'm not the same way."
"Speaking of being late, If you don't go now, she will be mad at you for being late for visiting hours." I said with a sad tone. I didn't want the conversation to be cut short. But I didn't want his grandmother to worry about him.
"Ok. Nice meeting you. Maybe well see each other again. It was really fin talking." Mitch said standing. We shook hands and we went separate ways. Maybe Mitch would be here for a while after visiting hours. But he's probably tired. He didn't seem too interested in talking anyway.
I walked into Justin's room. Immediately I began to be question with where were you and why are you late.
"Sorry guys I was talking." Was all I said I didn't wanna tell them that I was talking to a really cute guy that I just couldn't keep my eyes off of. I didn't talk much the whole time I just stared out the window.
"Guys I'm really tired. I'm gonna go home. I'll get a cab." I said trying to get out of the hospital as soon as possible. I didn't really like hospitals all too much.
"If that's what you want Scoop, We don't care" J.C. said with a reassuring voice. I stood up and slowly walked out the door. When I arrived at the elevator, I saw Mitch. We said hello to each other. Other than that we didn't say much. We were about out of the hospital when over the loud speaker we heard "Code Blue in room 2150. Code Blue in room 2150."
"Oh my god" Mitch yelled. I could tell something was definitely wrong
"What? What is it?" I said in a concerned manner.
"Room 2150. That's my grandmother's room. It was nice meeting you Lance I gotta go see what's wrong." He said as he started to go back toward the elevator. I started following him.
"I'm coming with you." I said in a forceful voice.
"You don't have to.," he said running to the elevator and pushing the up button. I quickly jumped in. I knew I had to be there for him.
"But I want to be there for you" I replied with a semi smile on his face. I knew this wasn't exactly the time to be smiling.
When we got to the floor there were doctors and nurses running around all over the place. Mitch went up to a nurse and asked her what was wrong.
"I'm not allowed to release that information to anyone but family." She told him. He didn't look to pleased with her.
"I'm her grandson." He protested. I was ready to jump in and defend him if I had too.
"Oh. Well, we don't know exactly what happened as of yet sir but if you could wait over in the waiting room" she said pointing to the waiting room "I'll let you know as soon as I know."
We went over to the waiting room and sat down. I could see that he was just about ready to cry. I was ready for if he would start crying. I knew that he would need to be comforted and I was the only one there that could do it. Fifteen minutes later, the nurse came to the waiting room. She didn't look too happy.
"I'm sorry sir but she didn't make it" She said. It looked almost as if the nurse was gonna cry too. I could see that Mitch was having a hard time holding the tears back. He started to cry. Almost immediately out of instinct, I gave him a comforting hug. I knew he would need someone to comfort him. I had never lost anyone so close to me as a grandmother, but I had somewhat of an idea what he was going through. After a while he started to calm down. I began to relax a little more. I was now starting to get uncomfortable from sitting there so long. It had to be about 30 minutes or so. After a while a started to get up and I said to him, "Come on. I think its time I get you home."
"That's ok, I can drive myself home." he said trying to be forceful, but he wasn't very successful.
"I insist that you let me take you home. You are in no condition to drive, and you really need someone to be there for you." I said with a smile. I stood up and held out my hand to help him up. He excepted right away. We took the elevator down to his car. We got in and I drove him to his house. He fell asleep on the way home, so I very carefully searched through his pockets to find my keys. I tried not to disturb him too much while I searched his pockets. I unlocked the door and helped Mitch inside. I laid him down on the couch while I went to find his room. I wasn't too sure if the room was his but I guess it didn't really matter. I quietly went back to the living room and found him still sleeping in the exact same place where I had left me. I picked him up again and helped him into his room. He seemed to be a little heavier than before. But it didn't bother me much. I was only worried about getting him to his bed so he wouldn't have to sleep on the couch. I didn't bother to undress him because I figured that he would wake up. That and I wasn't too sure if I would be able to do that to someone I just met. I went into another room and got a pillow and blanket. I had decided I would sleep on the floor in his room so that if he were to have a dream about what had happened or incase he woke up and remembered. I had a hard time getting to sleep. I just kept replaying that evenings events in my head. He slept without any problems. I had slept pretty well once I finally fell asleep.
I woke up to the smell of food. I decided to go get a shower. At one point I thought I heard the door to the bedroom open but I didn't let it bother me. While in the shower, all I could think about was Mitch. He did look really cute, but I knew that I couldn't take advantage of him. I wasn't even sure if he was gay. I decided that I would tell him later. I had to tell him before we became too good of friends then he found out and hated me. I didn't want to have to keep this from him any longer than I had to.
I got out of the shower and got dressed. I went into the kitchen. Mitch set a plate of food in front of me. He then sat down across from me. He didn't have any food for himself. I gave him a strange look.
"What's wrong?" he asked sounding puzzled.
"Aren't you gonna eat?" I asked.
"No. I don't usually eat breakfast. Besides that I have really been watching what I eat. I usually only eat supper anyhow."
"Well, you really should eat more. You can have some of mine if you want." I said with a smile on my face. I didn't want him to go hungry.
"You are starting to sound like my grandmother. She was always concerned about my eating habits. I couldn't do that to you anyhow." He said to me. He kinda sounded a little sad when he said it. I knew that talking about his grandmother would be hard for a while.
"Well what if I were to insist that you eat some of my food." I said with a grin on his face. Last night I insisted on taking him home and he agreed. Maybe I could get him to eat something by insisting upon it.
"You really like insisting on things don't you," He said with a smile on his face. I could tell it was only half forced.
"I always have to have my way," I said smiling at him. Well not always but most of the time.
"Well I insist that you eat it all while I go shower. I haven't showered in a few days. I spent all my time at the hospital and by the time I got home I was too tired to." he said walking to his room. I went up to his room after I finished eating. I would wait in there for him and find out if he wanted to do something later that day. But to my surprise when he got out of the shower, he wasn't wearing anything. I quickly got up and ran from the room while yelling, "I am SO sorry Mitch." I didn't know how I would ever be able to face him again.
I quickly ran into the kitchen. I sat at the table and just stared at nothing. Moments later he appeared.
"What's wrong Lance?" he asked. He had a touch of concern in his voice.
"Huh?" I said snapping out of my trance. "Oh nothings wrong I was just thinking about something. Look about what just happened. I didn't mean for it to happen." I was just thinking. Yeah thinking about him standing there without an clothing on. Come on Lance You cant be having the feelings for him you just met him.
"I know you didn't mean for it to happen. It was just an accident."
"Yes exactly an accident." I said. Then out surprisingly I said. "But if you don't mind me saying so you really have a nice body." What was I thinking. How stupid could I be now I ruined it.
"Look. Let's just forget about it." I said. But he wasn't paying attention. I waved my hand in front of his face.
"Is something wrong?" I asked with a sad expression on my face. "You seem to just blank out sometimes."
"Sorry. I just have a lot going through my mind."
"Well, If it's anything you want to talk about I am here for you." I said with a smile. Maybe he would tell me what he was thinking about. I had a lot to ask him too.
"Thanks maybe we can talk a little later."
"Ok cool. But can you do me a favor."
"Sure. Anything for you after all you have done for me."
"Can you take me back to my house. I need to check in with the guys and management. They are probably mad at me already for not going back last night."
"Sure. Let me get my keys. We can take my BMW this time."
"You have a BMW? What kind?" Wow a BMW. I figured he had some money but not that much. But money didn't matter. Neither did looks. But he looked so cute.
"It's an M Series Convertible."
"Cool. What are my chances of driving?" I said. I doubted he would let me drive but it was worth a try.
"Slim to none." he said with a grin on his face. I just gave him a puppy dogface. I usually works on most people. "Alright. You can drive. How could I possibly say no to a face like that?" Yes! It worked.
We got out to the car and I jumped in the driver's seat and he got in the passenger's seat. "If you scratch it any way, I will kill you." He said it so seriously. It was the most serious thing he had said to me the whole 12 hours or so that I knew him.
"Ok I'll try not to scratch it." I knew what he response would be.
"You better do more than try. I've only ever driven the car once and I don't want it to get ruined on the second drive." He said in the most serious tone he could possibly use. I just nodded his head to say that I understood. We were at my house within 15 minutes, which wasn't really bad considering it was getting close to noon and we had to push through lunch time traffic. I pulled around to the back and turned the car off. I then slowly turned to me and said,
"Look, It was really nice getting to know you yesterday and today. Maybe we could get together over dinner and talk just the two of us. We could talk about what you were saying we could talk about later." I said. I deep down really wanted
"I would really like that." he said as looked deep into my eyes. Without realizing we started to lean in towards each other. Then it happened. We kissed. Neither of us could believe it. When it happened, Things inside my head were starting to go crazy. I thought it was a dream or something, But we actually were kissing. Just then I quickly pulled away and got out of the car. I think I sort of surprised him.
"I gotta go get ready for tonight." I said with a huge smile on my face. "I'll pick you up around 6:00. Be ready."
I went inside. I picked up the phone and called Justin and the guys.
"Hello. Curly here."
"Hi Curly. This is scoop. I need everyone at my house in 30 minutes."
"Why? Is something wrong?"
"No. Just be here please. I'll explain when you get here."
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