Forever Friends?

24.

Scott walked out of the room after him and Mitch shared a nice, gentle kiss. He had the biggest smile on his face when he walked out.

Kirstie looked over at him and grinned. "Did something nice happen?"

Scott nodded and kept the toothy smile on his face. "He woke up and I finally admitted my feelings towards him and I well...we kissed."

Kirstie eeked and clapped. "Yayy!!! Scomiche is finally together! Good job, Scooter!"

Scott just laughed and shook his head. "Now, go visit him before you embarrass me even more"

Kirstie laughs and goes into Mitch's room next and saw that he was awake. She smiles and spoke in a soft voice. "Hey Mitchy..."

Mitch smiles and looks up at her. "Hey, Kirstie. How're you?"

Kirstie looks at him, confused. "I'm good, I'm the one that should be asking how you are."

Mitch sighs and looks up. "I'm heavily medicated so I'm perfectly fine and content at the moment. It's just a small accident."

Kirstin gasped a bit. "Small?! Mitch, you literally went into surgery!"

Mitch just shrugged a bit. "I'm alright. I'm alive aren't I?"

Kirstie sighs and nods. "Yeah you are, but we were still worried."

Mitch takes her hand with a smile. "It's okay. I'm okay. Don't worry, I'm awake and I'm stable."

Kirstie frowns and hugs him gently . "I love you, Mitchy."

Mitch wasn't able to move much but smiles as she did. "I love you too, Kirstie."

Kirstie finally walked out of the room with a smile and her eyes were welled with tears of happiness.

Kevin saw this and smiles at her. "That happy?"

Kirstie nods eagerly at that. "He's awake and stable!"

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Meanwhile in the room, Mitch wasn't able to move the lower half of his body and he was kind of freaking out on the inside.

A bunch of thoughts ran through his mind. Can I perform? Am I going to be okay before tour starts?

Mitch hated the thought of not being one hundred percent for his fans. He wanted to dance and perform like his normal self. Not...like this.

Visiting time was over and he knew the rest of them would visit in the morning. He just looked up at his own conflicting thoughts.

The nurse came in to do some tests and she sighs.

"What? What is it, ma'am?" Mitch asked in a panicky voice.

"Can you feel this?" The nurse says and taps the tool on his knee and down.

Mitch frowned a bit and shook his head. "I...I can't."

The nurse sighs and looks down. "There's a chance that you might be paralyzed from the waist down..."

Mitch's face was in complete shock and looks at her.

"So I can't perform on stage?" Mitch says tearing up.

"You won't be able to dance...I'm sorry, Mitch. Maybe this won't last forever."

Mitch looked down at his lap. "I sure hope not..."

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I'm backkkkk!! Sorry it took me months! I had writers block and I hopefully got back some inspiration! Until next time...GOODBYEEEEE!!