Oblivious To Him (Scomiche) [boyxboy]

Chapter 4

'Imma keep it movin', keep it classy and tasteful...' Pills and Potions by Nicki Minaj

Mitch sat on the ground, in front of Scott, Alex, Kirstie and Meg. His short, thin legs up by his chest and covered by his baggy, gray sweatpants. Everyone was talking to each other and not Mitch. Music was blaring out from the boombox, pounding in Mitch's ears and making his migraine worse. 'Scott?' Mitch asked quietly, 'Scott?' he said a bit louder, poking Scott's leg. Scott ignoring him again, shuddering so Mitch would stop,'Scott!' He shouted weakly and pulled Scott's trouser leg. 'Mitch! I don't have fucking time for you!' Scott shouted above the music, making everyone turn heads and stop what they were doing. 'Oh, well..' 'Mitch, I didn't mean it like that!' 'Yeah, course you didn't.. I'll show myself out of my own apartment,' He said quietly, standing up and making his way to the door. He put his hand in his pocket and smiled to himself, his fingers running over the cold metal of his blade.

'Scott, that was a really dick move,'  Kirstie said to Scott when everyone was gone. 'Yeah but I didn't mean it like that!' Scott raised his voice, 'Don't you fucking dare shout at me! You fucking know Mitch is sensitive to whatever people say! It doesn't fucking matter if you didn't mean it that way, you shouldn't of said it in the first place!' Kirstie shouted, her hands in her hair. It took Scott a moment to let what Kirstie said to sink in. 'Well what do you expect me to do? He's gone, for god's sake,' Scott sat down and put his head in his hands, 'And it's all my fault..' Scott looked up at Kirstie, holding his shoes and jacket. 'I should probably go after him, shouldn't I?'

Mitch was walking down the wet pavement, his knees heavy and his arms weak.. People pushing past him making him feel dizzy. It seemed that his legs were failing on him and he started falling toward the floor. But he got caught, by a blonde haired man with blue eyes, a leather coat on his shoulders and his sneakers worn. It was Scott. Mitch clung to his coat as Scott picked him up and held him by the butt whilst Mitch wrapped his legs around Scott's  waist. 'Take me home, Scott.' He said cuddling into Scott's chest.

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A/N; THIS IS CUTESY BUT DEPRESSING AT THE SAME TIME. IDK.

-Nat x