Trapped (Unfinished)

16- POV Mitch

I stand up, following Scott into the bathroom. I have no idea how to explain my behavior to him.

What do I say?

'Oh, hey, guess what? You know your best friend? Yeah, well he's been in love with you for the past twelve years. Do you wanna break up with your perfect boyfriend to be with me? It'll sure make the pentaholics happy as well!'

That totally wouldn't be awkward at all!

Stepping into the tiny tour bus bathroom, I shut the door closed behind me. I can feel Scott's breath on my forehead as he looks down me. I can't make eye contact with him.

We're so close that I can feel his heartbeat; He must know mine is racing. We share the same body heat it makes me want to be one with him.

"So..." He starts.

"So..." I whisper.

"We always can read each other's minds. How come, ever since this tour started, I've been struggling to figure you out?" He asks. "One second I catch you staring at me and the next, you're ignoring me. What's up?"

I lean against the door trying to think of what to say, except I can't because Scott is so close to me. He is literally right there. If I only just stood on my toes, I could... Kiss him.

And that's what I do. His eyes widen as I pull out his breathe.

I get lost in the taste of his lips only for a split second before I come back to reality and pull away.

It was the best kiss I've ever had.

Scott stands in front of my with his eyes wide, staring above my head.

And then I come back to reality, realizing what I just did. I just kissed my best friend in the entire world without any warning or consent ever. Now I'm extremely embarrassed. What will he think of me? He has a boyfriend already, who I know he is very happy with. I just made a huge mistake.

My back slides down the wall and I curl up into a ball at Scott's feet. He can't see my face.

I hear him whisper, "Oh."

I nod.

"Is that why you've been acting like this?"

I nod again. "Do you hate me now?" I bite my lip.

"Of course I don't hate you, Mitch! It's just that I have a boyfriend... and... now... I'm so confused..." His voice cracks and then trails off.

He might not hate me, but I'm the one that made him confused. I know shouldn't have kissed him, but I couldn't help it and I don't regret it.

He sighs. "I- I don't know what to do, Mitch, I'm sorry. Can you just give me a few days to think things out?"

I sigh and stand up, opening the door.

The noise of the Princess Bride fills my ears as Buttercup says to Wesley, "I lost you once, I won't let it happen again."

As I get to my bunk I turn back to Scott to answer him.

"As you wish," I whisper, climbing in my bunk.

I close my curtain and hear Scott walk past to his bunk.

Close my eyes and pray that this love will let me sleep tonight.