Scömíche One Shots

Promise

"Mitch?!" I heard Scott yell from our room.

"Yeah?" I said as I turned the corner. He was sitting on the floor like a five year old.

"Can you promise me something?" I walked the distance to the bed and sat next to him, grabbing his hand. He looked at me and smiled.

"Depends, really. What is it, hon?"

"Well, y'know those couples who end up not being happy with each other?" I nodded, "Well, if you think you could be happier with someone else, please tell me. I don't want to be one of those couples that go behind each others backs and hook up with random peopl-"

"Scott." He hummed, "I wouldn't do that to you. If, and I mean if, I ever think I could be happier with someone other than you I'll tell you. It's very unlikely that I'll ever have to. What brought this up?"

"Tori got cheated on yesterday. Draven's reason was that he wasn't happy with her. I... I got scared." I shifted and brought one leg to the other side of his body, effectivly having me straddle him.

"Firstly, I'm hunting that f*cker down." Scott laughed lightly, "I'm not kidding, I will cut that b*tch. Secondly, I would never do that. That's a really sh*tty thing to do to a person."

"This was stupid, wasn't it?" I shook my head.

"No. You were concerned about something and you wanted to speak about it. That's not stupid." I smiled at him.

"Why are you so nice sometimes..." I hit his shoulder and he shot his head up, "What was that?"

"I'm not nice all the time?" I jutted my lip out into a fake pout, making him laugh.

"Of coarse you are. Now don't do that, it makes me feel like I just murdered Wyatt or something." As if on cue, the hairless creature strutted into the room.

"At least I know you didn't murder him." I said, beginning to laugh.

"Whatever. I love you." I started blushing, and I pressed my lips to his.

"Love you too."

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I'm the most ADD writer in the history of Wattpad. It took me TWO HOURS to write this. Two. F*cking. Hours. And this isn't even long! Literally, short af.

Kay, well anyways. This is kind of... a sensitive topic. As small as it is. "Catey! Cheating isn't small!"

It may not be small, but its not a life ending event.

It's sensitive, to me, because I hate seeing people hurt. This happened to my friend recently, and I wanted to cut something.

Well, love y'all.