Scomiche Will Live Forever (completed)

Chapter 12

I lay him down on my bed and snuggle up next to him. He wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap my arm around his shoulders. He nuzzles his head into my neck and I chuckle at his adorableness.

"You're cute you know that?" I said quietly, kissing his neck softly.

"Shut up and cuddle me." Mitch said giggling.

I hugged him tighter and I saw him smile. I pushed some of his hair out of his face and I held his hand.

"I love you." I said dragging out the sentence.

Mitch picked up his head from my neck.

"I love you, too, baby." Mitch said smiling.

I leaned in to his beautiful lips.

I sat up straight and looked around my room.

Another stupid dream. I've been having these types of dreams for the past 2 months. I always think they're real but they're not.

Mitch needs to my love for him. I can't hold it in any more.

Then I felt a figure tackle me down on my bed.

"It's my birthday bitch!" Mitch yelled in my ear.

Wow. I missed him doing that.

I flipped him over so I was on top of him and I smiled.

"Happy birthday bitch." I said laughing.

I picked him up and brought him out to the kitchen. He was laughing his adorable laugh as I threw him on the couch.

I opened the cabinet to get the pancake mix out. I got all the ingredients and started to make them.

"Babe! I've told you this so many times, you don't need to make me breakfast!" Mitch complained from the couch, turning on SpongeBob, of course.

"You deserve it, idiot." I yelled back, pouring the mix onto the pan.

After a few minutes, the pancakes were finally done, and Mitch ran to the counter like a little kid.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Mitch squealed picking the pancakes he wanted on his plate.

"No problem Mitchie." I said passing him the maple syrup.

We ate (not surprisingly) all of the pancakes and we watched 2 full seasons of SpongeBob.

My phone rang on the middle of the last episode of Season 2.

"Hang on a sec." I said to Mitch, going into my room to answer the call.

I picked up the call and it was Kirstie.

"Hey Scottney." She said dragging out my nickname.

"What do you want?" I said jokingly, sitting in my bed.

"Are you doing anything special for Mitch's birthday?"

My face fell. I realised I'm not. I always do and this time I forgot!

"Kirstie, I forgot. I have nothing planned!" I panicked.

"YES THANK GOD. Cause I have an idea." Kirstie squealed through the phone.

She knows about my huge crush on Mitch so this might be interesting.

"Oh god Kirstie, what the idea?" I asked nervously.

"So you know that song, Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran?"

"Ya." I said nervously dragging out the word.

"I had an idea that you should sing that to him to confess your love!"