*Mitch's POV*
"Hey Mitchie," Scott said, walking into the bedroom. I looked up at him. "Whatcha want Scotty?" I asked, laughing. "Can you ask the Q/A today for Superfruit?" "Sure." I got on Twitter and typed it out. "And done," I said, looking up at Scott. Scott smiled. Scott walked over and sat down next to me. I started scrolling through the questions the people were asking. There were rude comments. "You suck." "You don't belong here." "You are stupid." "Go die." I read through the comments. Tears built as I read these. I started biting my thumb nail. "Darling, you okay?" I looked over at Scott. "Yes everything is fine," I said, lying. He looked back on his phone. I kept looking through comments. "Your voice is terrible. Why are you in Pentatonix?" "Stop dating Scott. Scott hates you. You are too skinny and untalented for him." That last one hurt the most. I shut off my phone and placed it beside me. I started biting my nail again, trying not to cry. "Okay Mitch, what's wrong? You always bite your nail when you're sad." Tears poured down my face. "Everyone hates me," I said, putting my head to my knees. I felt Scott's arms wrap around me. "No they don't Mitch. Don't say that." "Someone said that you hate me because I'm too skinny and untalented," I said, crying hard. "Mitchie, people are jerks. You are perfect the way you are. I don't hate you. I love you. You are not untalented." I looked up at Scott. "I'm not?" Scott smiled and wiped the tears from my face. "No you aren't. Don't listen to them." "It's hard not to," I said, crying again. "Lay down," Scott said. I laid down and he laid down beside me. "Lift your arms up." I lifted my arms up. Scott took off my shirt. He wrapped his arms around me. I put my head against his chest. He started gently rubbing his fingers down my back. He knows I love that and it calms me down. "I don't belong Scott," I said into his chest. "Mitchell don't say that," Scott said, raising his voice. I looked up at him. He looked down at me. "It's true. I'm too skinny. I'm untalented. People hate me. I'm ugly. I'm annoying. My voice is stupid," I said, tears pouring down my face. "That's it!" Scott said, standing up. I sat up and looked at him. "Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi, I'm done hearing you talk bad about yourself. I love you. You are amazing, sweetest, perfect guy I've dreamt about dating. You are not too skinny Mitchie. Your voice is too sexy for me to handle. You are beautiful and I just can't get over how beautiful you are," Scott said. I stood up and walked over to Scott. I wrapped my arms around him. "I love you so much Scotty," I said, into his chest. "I love you too. Please don't ever say that about yourself again." Scott said, kissing the top of my head. I looked up and smiled at Scott. "I'm sorry," I said. "Oh shut up and kissed me my darling," Scott said smiling. I leaned up and kissed his lips.
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