Scott's POV*
"Hey guys!" Said Mitch as we walked into rehearsal. "It's about time you two came," Said Kirstie hugging Mitch and I. "Okay so let's get started on the new song for our album," Kevin said, while sitting down. " I heard the song Latch and I really liked how the lyrics are really about latching onto someone you love," I said really directing that to Mitch, but I didn't make eye contact with him so things would not get awkward between the two of us. I have had his hopeless crush on Mitch, but I have been scared he won't love me just as much as I love him.
"Well that is a good song choice but I think I have a song better," said Avi. " It's called La La La and it's really cool," said Avi. I know that he has absolutely no idea that I these feelings for Mitch, but I wanted Mitch and I to sing the latch together, and Nobody is going to ruin this for me. "Oh really,"I said standing up for myself. " Yeah. I like the chorus and Kirstie could sing the Chorus well." There is no way I am letting Avi ruin this moment for me to show My love for Mitch."Well I think we should do a slow song and all sing and harmonize to Latch," I said gaining confidence. " Or we could do an upbeat song and sing La la la," Avi said back at me.
"Or we could just sing both," Mitch said ending the argument. He had a really good point though. My Mitchey."That's actually not a bad idea though," said Kevin. "Yeah the trio could sing all of the parts to both songs," said Mitch coming up with another brilliant idea. "That's an amazing idea," I said. With that we started to get the song ready.
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(two hours later)
"Can we take a break? I'm getting tired," said Mitch as he rubbed his eyes and yawned and the sight of that made my heart melt. "Okay let's take 20," I said. Mitch of course went on tumblr. Kirstie, Avi, and Kevin went to Starbucks since Mitch and I went before we got here which is really the reason why we were late for rehearsal. Meaning that, it was now just the two of us. He was in the other room, while I was on the couch. By Myself.
"Scotland," yelled Mitch from the other room. "Yes Michelle?," I answered back. "Can I use your laptop? Mine is not doing a good job at cooperating with me," Mitch said which caused a smile to appear on my face. "Sure Mitchey." He soon came in with MY cloud sweater on which was way to big for him. "Sorry. I got cold," said Mitch smiling and looking down at his hands. " No it's fine," I said laughing. "Okay then," said Mitch as he was walking towards me. I was sitting cross legged with my laptop on the lest side of my legs. When he leaned forward to retrieve my laptop, he crawled over me, practically laying in my lap. He then leaned really close to me, pushing his hips down on my thighs, reaching for the laptop. He probably did that on on accident, maybe he lost his balance or something. Mitch walked away swaying his hips. Wow. I didn't know what that meant, or what it meant to Mitch, or if it meant something to him at all. He probably didn't mean to do anything like that, or did he? I don't even know.
The temptation got to me so I went into the room that Mitch was in. "Hey Scottie," Mitch said his voice suddenly quiet and sleepy. The room was slightly dark and Mitch was sitting on the edge of the couch. "What are you doing in here?" He said looking up at me. "I just wanted to keep you company," I said sitting right next to him. "Oh, I thought you would want to be alone," he said scooting away from me. "Trust me Mitchey. Nobody wants to be alone," I said scooting towards him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. He soon scooted even closer than I did, and wrapped his arms around my stomach, and nuzzled his little head into my chest. I wrapped my other arm around his shoulders and pulled him tightly into me.
"I love you Scottie, I really do. You might not realize it that much, but I do. More than a friend actually. When you and Kirstie graduated, I was lonely. I felt that you two were the only friends who could make me feel special even when I knew I was definitely not. When I would cry about how all the pain I was in, you would always sneak in my room by climbing through my window, and you would hold me, and stay until you were sure I was asleep. You always make me feel safe when I am scared. You back me up when I'm in an argument. You laugh at all of the horrible jokes I make, and probably laugh because they were so bad. You give me the best advice when I need help. And you are overall the best person in the world. I've never had anyone treat me as well as you. Like the way you are so gentle and delicate with me, even though you are crazy when people are around us. Your voice. You are a beautiful singer. You sing to me when I accidentally fall asleep in your arms at night. And I am so lucky I get to wake up to an angelic voice. Like when you sing while making food, or sing while your taking a shower, or just to lighten the mood up. Your eyes. I could just stare at them all day. I love how they are the perfect shade of blue, just like the ocean that my mom took me to sometimes. And your smile. You will always make me happy when you smile. When I am feeling down, your smile makes me cheer up right away. Your confidence. Even though you never believe the compliments I give you. When I told you that you were hot, and beautiful, and handsome, I meant it. Every word. All of your insecurities that take over all of the happiness in your life hurt me. I really care about you. A lot more than you think. Words can't explain my love for you. I never knew I would ever love a person as much as I love you. I'm in love with you Scott Hoying. You are the only person who knows how to make me feel good about myself each and every day. All of the voices in my head that tell me that I will never be happy are replaced by one positive one that gets me through the day. I love you so so much and never forget that."
I was so happy that the person I've longed to love, truly loves me back. I could feel Mitch's tears soaking my shirt. "Aww baby don't cry," I said as I pulled him into a sweet kiss. The way his lips connect to mine made butterflies in my stomach. My Hand ran through his soft brown hair and the other on his cheek. His small, gentle hands were placed on my hips, pulling me closer to him. We then deepened the kiss and after a while, I pulled away. "Mitchey," I said as he placed forehead on mine."Yes Scottie," Mitch said intertwining our fingers and we were holding hands.
"Will you be my Boyfriend?"
"Yes. I would love that."
