Here's another Short Story. It's not how Scömichè happened but I wanted to make this cute
Mitch's POV:
I couldn't believe staring out into the audience and seeing how many Pentaholics were here. I looked over. My best friend Scott was standing right next to me. He was smiling and dancing. I love seeing him dance and smile.
I've had a little crush on Scott since I was a little kid. We always hug and stuff but I always wanted to be more then friends. I'm afraid of telling him how I feel cause I don't wanna look stupid if he doesn't feel the same way.
Scott started singing. His voice sending me chills. I smiled and started dancing. After the concert was over, we walked backstage. "Scott," I said as Scott was walking to the snack bar.
Scott turned around and looked at me. "What? Is everything okay?" He asked, worried. "Uh yes I just wanted to let you know that I..." I hesitated, thinking whether or not to tell him. "You what?" He asked. "I thought you were great out there," I said.
Scott smiled. "Thanks bud. You were too." "Thanks," I said. Scott turned around and walked over to the snack bar. I frowned because I couldn't tell him the truth. "Mitch, are you okay?" I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I turned around and Kirstin was right behind me. "Oh yes thanks," I replied. "Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi, don't you dare lie to me. Tell me the truth," Kirstin said, putting her hand on her hip.
I sighed. "I have a little crush on Scott. And i wanna tell him how I feel but I can't." "Why?" "I'm too afraid to. Kirstie, what do I do?" "I think you should sit him down and let him know. Maybe he has feelings for you." "What if he says no?" "It's a risk you gotta take." I thought about it.
After going on the tour bus, we went to a hotel. Me and Scott walked into our room with our suitcases. Scott was unpacking in our room. I stood by the door. "Hey Scott, can I talk to you about something?" "Of course," Scott said, placing his shirt on the bed. He sat down next to his shirt. I walked over and sat down next to him.
I looked at the ground. "What's up?" Scott asked. I looked up at him, looking into his eyes. "Scott, I like you," I blurted out. "As a friend or more?" "More than a friend," I said, quietly. Scott smiled. He leaned in and kissed me. I pulled away. I looked at him. "I love you Mitch," Scott said, smiling. "I love you too Scott," I said, smiling back. We continues to kiss.
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