Crushing (Scömíche)

Chapter 3

*Scott's POV*
"Girlfriend?" Mitch asked, completely confused. I could tell he was honest, but I was pissed.

"I thought we were friends. Best friends. I trusted you with everything! Bitches." He muttered the last part.

"Scott! What happened?" Mitch asked sincerely.

"Call that whore." I spat and walked back to my room. I lied back on my bed. After about ten minutes of sitting there, I felt bad.

"Mitchie? I'm sorry. I know you didn't do it." I said, tapping my knuckles on the door.

"Will someone please explain what it is and why Kirstie is my 'girlfriend'?" Mitch said.

When I walked in he was in his spongebob pajamas, sitting cross legged in the middle of his bed. His hair was messy and he looked adorable as always. I huffed a sigh and told him what happened.

"She- I- me?" Was all he got out.

"M-my name? But she loves you! She's been obsessed with you since high school! Me? Maybe- but- she wanted to be with you! She wanted to get married!" Mitch said in amazement.

"Married?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Not now, but eventually!"

"So you didn't know about this?" I asked.

"No! Of course not! Scotty! I love you more than any girl out there." He said opening his arms. I rolled towards him so my head pressed into his chest and he ended up just hugging my face.

"I love you too, Mitchie." I said.

"Do you?"

"Yes I do."

"How much do you love me Scotland?" He asked, giggling. I sat up and faced him, opening my arms up wide.

"I love you this much, Mitchie." I laughed as I tackled him in a bear hug and started tickling him.

"Scott! Fuck, stop!" Mitch whined. I let him go.

"Night Mitchie."

"Night Scotty" he said and I climbed off his bed to go to my room. I checked my phone as I lied down and my lock screen was littered with about 4 billion texts from Kirstin. I sighed and put my  phone down. Not tonight.
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"Have you uploaded the video yet?" Mitch asked from his spot in a chair across the room.

"Not yet. I still have to edit out, that part." I said the end awkwardly.

*Mitch's POV*

That was scary. What emotions had flickered through my eyes at that moment?

"Scotty, you've been through a lot, I'll do it." I offered.

"Really? Thank you, Mitchie." Scott said.

"So, are you going to talk to her? Or like, are you done?" I asked carefully.

"I really don't know. I'm definitely not seeing her right away, but maybe her thoughts were just, off. I mean, and I know you don't want to know this, but after the amount of it we had done up to that point, maybe she was just bored. Thinking about something else." Scott said.

"I'd bet on that. No way she'd wanna trade Mr. Muscles for me." I said.

"Aww, no. My Mitchie is beautiful!" Scott whined. I smiled and stood up to go get Scott's laptop.

"Don't look in my history!" Scott called jokingly, but just in case I hadn't been planning on it. I grabbed it off his desk and went back to the living room.

"I didn't get a lot of sleep last night, I'm going to take a nap." He said and went back into his room. I flipped open his laptop and typed in the password. I opened the video in the editor and started working on it, laughing. I could totally see why people shipped us in these videos. Once I had completely finished editing, after over half an hour, I got on YouTube to upload the video. I started the upload and went to the kitchen to get some water, or vodka, I wasn't sure yet.

Once the video was uploaded I got onto Scott's channel to listen to him sing. I clicked on All Of Me and closed my eyes as I lost myself in his voice. I lip-synced to the song as I lied my head back. I slowly clicked on the description box even though I knew what was in there and I didn't wasn't to see it.

For You :)

But it sure as hell wasn't me. I stared at those words for several minutes before I closed the description box. I wanted to call Kirstie but I didn't know if that was ok. Can you just call your best friends maybe ex-girlfriend who said your name while having sex with him less than 24 hours ago? But she was also one of my best friends so is that acceptable? I sighed, deciding it probably wasn't.

*Scott's POV*
I lied on my bed listening to the clicking noise of Mitch using my laptop. After quite a while I heard singing coming from the living room, and immediately recognized it as my own. He was on my YouTube channel. Myself singing All Of Me by John Legend. I had dedicated that song to Kirst. I thought of Mitch's face as he drifted into the music. He did that a lot. He would have his eyes closed, head softly lied back on the chair. His soft features relaxed as he drifted into a world free of problems. His hair would be falling back into the chair, leaving his face completely exposed, where I could see every inch of it. It always took time to get him from this state, and I hated doing it. He was beautiful at these moments. So beautiful. Well, he was always beautiful but like this it was different. I would sometimes just sit and watch him. He wasn't asleep. He seemed a lot like he was asleep, but I knew he wasn't. I let a smile form on my lips.

"I love you Mitchie." I whispered to myself, but this time it was different. I loved him.