Scomiche oneshots (X_O)

crash

A/N:

really quick I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who is reading, it makes my day. I know that I said that this would be fluff...and it is...the first part is sad and then I get to the fluff. 

P.S please comment if you get a chance, I would really like some more feedback. Thanks again, hope you injoy :)

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SCOTT'S POV

I looked up at mitch who was looking down at his pice of paper and frowning slightly as he drumed his pencil on the table. "I am SO done with writing for today. I am not in the mood...want to go eat?" I asked hopfully. I knew that we were suposed to be writing down song lyrics for the new CD but I could not focus. "Oh no you don't, mommy is on a roll and I'm not going to risk my song ideas just to go to lunch with you." Mitch said, not even looking up. "Okay sassy...I'll go on my own then. Don't expect me to bring you anything." I  got up and put on my shoes before heading out the door. After I ate I decided to go to the park to hopefully inspire me into writing. I shot Mitch a quick text explaining were I was and the set down on a bench. It was starting to get pretty dark by the time I sarted back home. I was trying to get some lyrics that I had floating around in my head into real thoughts that would be tangible enough to write down when it happened. A huge truck came weaving through trafic. The driver was either drunk or asleep. I tried to get out of the way but on the next lane over was a tiny old lady. I couldn't let it hit her. I set still and waited for the collision. I thought of Mitch, my faimily, it's really funny how the time slowed enough to let me realize all that I would miss in this life. Then it hit and everything went black.

MITCH'S POV

"hello, is MR. Grassi there?" Asked a sweet voice from the other end of the phone. "This is him, may I ask who this is?" I replied. "This is Kelly from the Las Angeles hospitle, you're friend Scott Hoying got car crash and they don't know if he will survive. You are his emergency number. Have a good day!" And with that she hung up. I was in shock. Scott...my Scott...in a...crash? I conldn't wrap my brain around it. I could feel tears but I pushed them away and juped into my car, speeding off to the hospitle. When I got there I was directed to a waiting room filled with crying babys and stressed out grownups. Great. I quickly shot Kirstie a text telling her to call Kevin and Avi and to meet me at the hospitle. I set back and filled out the formes they were having me fill out for Scott. I looked up just as the others were intering the waiting room."Mitch, what's wrong?" kevin asked, looking scared. "Scott got in a crash. They don't know what will happen to him." I answered back in a flat voice, hiding all emotion. "Will he be okay?" "When did he get in here?" "Have you heard anything from the doctors?" "Do his parents know?" They asked me question after question. I didn't respond to any of them until Kirstie asked me "Mitch, are you okay?" With that broke down. The answer was no, I was not okay. The days passed and Scott was put into a coma. Every day was the same. I would spend the night in a small bed in Scotts hospitle room. I would wake up and talk to him, even if the doctors said that he probably couldn't hear me, around noon The rest of them would show up and Kirstie would show me pictures of Wyatt that she would take when she went over to feed him in the mornings. Avi and Kevin would try to get me to eat...but I didn't. I couldn't. Today it will have been two weeks since the crash. Two weeks without Scott. I walked over to the bed and grabed his hand. "I love you, stay strong for me okay?" his hand moved....I think. "Scott? can you hear me?" His hand moved. Then his eyes slowley opened.

SCOTT'S POV

I had been able to hear Mitch's voice for the past few days but when I heard it this morning I could feel that I was more awake. I tried to get up but my body seemed to be made of lead. I moved my hand. "Scott? can you hear me?" His beautiful voice rang out and gave me strength. I squeezed my hand for the second time and then I opened my eyes. Blinding lights hit me and I shut my eyes again. I couldn't. But I had to. For Mitch. I opened them a crack and after the pure brightness faded away I saw Mitch leaning over and holding my hand. "Come on Scott, please wake up." I opened my eyes all the way and saw that I was in the hospitle. I had known that already from Mitch talking to me. I just didn't know why...oh yes...that truck...the old woman... it all came rasing back to me."How long have I been here?" I asked. "Two weeks, six hours, too many seconds." He replied promptly. "I have to go tell your doctor that you're awake...I'll see you soon." I watched as he left the room. Two weeks. Wow. Then I remebered what mitch had said to me the first time I could hear him speaking to me. probably four days ago. He had said that he liked me. like like liked me. I liked him too...I'll have to rember to tell him that. A doctor walked in and started doing some tests. I felt like a lab rat and told him so. After he left I was moved to a different room, this one was a bit bigger but had some really ugly paintings. You win some and you loose some. Mitch was let in and he set by my bed. "Is it sefish that I want some alone time with you before I tell the others that you're okay?" He asked sweetly. "Yes and no...go ahead and tell them that I'm awake but ask if we can have some alone time, we need to talk." I said, clinging on to his hand. "o-okay? What's wrong? What do we need to talk about?" He was so cute when he was flustered."First tell them that I'm out of that darn coma, then I'll talk to you." I knew that I was grinning like an idiot, I just really missed Mitch. After his quick phone call with Avi he turned to me. "I'm done, What  do we need to talk about?" "Mitch, I just wanted to tell you how very much you mean to me. I am so lucky to have you in my life. I heard what you said...about liking me as more than a friend?"His face became a deep shade of red and he covered his mouth. "I just wanted to let you know that I feel the same way about you. I really, really love you mitch. Will you be my boyfriend?" His once red face lit up with joy. "YES!!!This is honestly one of the best days of my life. I have been waiting for you to ask me that since..umm..forever?" He was too cute. "Let's let the others in, we need to tell them that scomiche is real!" He giggled and called Kirstie to tell them to come in. They came in and the next thing I knew I was being handed gifts and cards. We chatted for a bit before Mitch couldn't wait any longer. "Guess what guys? SCOMICHE IS REALLLLLL!!" He yelled it so loud that I'm sure that this whole hospitle wing could hear. "Really?" Kirstie asked, she just happened to have a scomiche shirt on, "yep" "OH MY GOSH!" she ran up and hugged us. Avi and Kevin shook our hands and said that they knew it all along, They wish. The next few days were an easy bliss. I was like a king,all I had to do was lay around all day and eat...but now I'm filling out my last paper and I'm on my way home. when me and my boyfriend, wow that sounds weird, got home I found the living room clean and the frige full. "Awwww babe, dd you clean for me?" I asked Mitch who was petting Wyatt on the couch. "You wish! Kirstie must have done it." I went into the living room and snuggeled up next to Mitch. "let's take a nap." I pulled his head onto my lap and we fell into a deep sleep. I never would have guesed that one drunk driver and a car crash would be a start to such a beautiful relationship.

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A/N:

You guys are amazing! I didn't think I would get any reads...let alone two whole votes! By the way....I know that I said that at two votes I would spellcheck, give me some time! I will do it! I would like to thank Purplechick-SCOMICHE, she explained the tags and helped me get my reads up. Thanks girl ;)! I hope that you injoyed this even if there was not too much fluff...I just had this idea and I needed to get it out before I lost it. Mommy was not about to loose her story ideas just to go to lunch with YOU! Ha ha ha....I need a life. Please vote, thanks for reading and PLEASE COMMENT! Thx. okay.....

BYE!!XOXO

-Wyatt the sphynx cat