Unwanted

Well, that happened

A/N Hey guys this will probably be my last update for tonight... School starts tomorrow so updates may not be as consistent... sorry :( but thanks for reading love you guys somaj!!!!

Mitch's POV
Blur. All I saw was a blur, but I could tell where I was, I was in a bed. But the question is when did I get home? I turned to lay on my side and I realized I wasn't home, I was at Scott's... The last thing I remember was falling to the ground and my sight went black. I turned my body the opposite way to check the time and it was 6 am... It's only a Tuesday, meaning that there was school....yay..... But if I'm in Scott's bed where's Scott?

I walked into the hallway to look and see if there was anyone there. There was a light on down the hallway, as I walked closer and closer I noticed in the mirror Scott brushing his hair. The floor creaked under my feet so I'm guessing he heard me.

"Mitch?"

"Hey Scott," I rubbed my eyes.

" Oh by the way, here's some clothes for you," he tossed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt at me.

"Do you have any shirts that are long sleeves by any chance?" I asked cowering back a little.

"Um, I think so, stay here," he walked out of the bathroom and down the hall way to his room. I stood staring into the mirror, why, why do I look like this and he looks like, like THAT...It just isn't fair. I pounded my fist on the marble counter. Within minutes Scott returned with a long sleeve yellow turtleneck sweater, "Is this okay?" he asked.

"Yeah this is perfect," I walked back to Scott's room to change into the clothes he gave to me.

Scott's POV

I knew Mitch was getting changed but I had to get something out of my room. I walked down the hall and knocked before I opened the door. I witnessed a quick glimpse of bruises and cuts lining Mitch's torso and arms. I pretended like I didn't see it...

"Scott!" Mitch jumped in panic making sure his shirt was pulled around his torso to the point where you couldn't see anything but the tips of Mitch's fingers.

"Hey.. I just came in here to grab my backpack, yours is in the front hall by the door."

7:00 a.m.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, I guess I don't really have an option" Mitch said solemnly.
Okay Alex doesn't have to know about this, I walked to Mitch gathering his small body into his arms, "Listen, I'll sit with you at lunch for a while okay? Just to make sure you're okay," My vision began to blur as tears formed in my eyes.

"Okay, but I may ruin your popularity," Mitch mumbled under his breath.

"I am perfectly okay with that."

7:10 a.m.

I kept the brunette gathered in my arms for about 10 minutes before I actually checked the time and decided if we didn't leave in the next ten seconds we would be late to science. "Okay, we have to get going," I released Mitch out of my grasp and opened the front door, "After you," I gestured for him to walk out the door.

"Why thank you kind sir," Mitch bowed and giggled.

Mitch's POV

As Scott shut the door behind us I really started thinking why he would want to be so nice to me, so I began to make a list in my head:
Humiliation
Pity, (my least favorite option)
He thinks I'm disabled in some kind of way
or the very, very slim chance he actually likes me and wants to hang out with me...
That last one seemed a bit unrealistic for me, Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi. But hey, who says I can't dream about a tall, broad, blonde like Scott liking a small, weak, brunette like me...

Scott's POV

Mitch is the most adorable brunette any guy/girl could ever meet. He is the only guy who has made me question whether I should be with Alex or not... I look at him every so often to remind myself how adorable he is. Here and there Mitch will look back and we will smile back at eachother. That smile, that one in a million smile, he has it. His smile could just light up a building. We finally reached the school and guess who decided to meet me at the door with a face that looks could kill, literally, not in the good way either, it was Alex's. He glared at me and walked towards me and Mitch.

"Who gave you permission to hang out with a fag like Mitch Grassi??" He slapped me.

"He is in my science class, I wanted to know him better," I said shrinking back by Mitch.

Mitch looked at Alex like he committed murder of the president of the U.S. "Why the hell did you just slap your fucking boyfriend you bitch!" Mitch lashed out.

"Mitch, no it's fine..."

"No it's not Scotty, he-"

"Scotty?! What the?" Alex's face turned bright red and approached Mitch. Scott quickly reacted and pushed Alex from Mitch.

"Come on Mitch we have to get to science before Ms.Kaplan gets mad," I said glaring into my boyfriend's eyes.

"Okay Scotty," Mitch put his arm around my waist and I got a warm feeling and put my arm around him. He made me smile and Alex was just a jerk.

"Mitchy? ready to go to class?"

"As ready as I can be," Mitch braced himself for a day of beatings from Alex's "posse". Mitch and I got through science class but half way through we decided to hold hands, cause hell, what do we have to lose?

After a few classes passed and lunch came and like Scott promised he sat by Mitch at lunch and of course Alex and his jocks walked over, "What the hell?!"

I completely ignored Alex, "Mitch I have a quick question."

"Yes Scotty?"

"Wanna stay at my house another night?" I looked at Alex and smirked.

"Of course!" Mitch's eyes lit up.

"Great! We can walk home TOGETHER again," I said making sure to put an emphasis on together.

One of Alex's jocks out of the silence awkwardly said, "Well, that happened."