Crushing (Scömíche)

Chapter 6

*Mitch's POV*

Scott fell into my arms sobbing. Kirstie obviously had no clue what to say, and neither did I, but I thought I could handle it. I rubbed his back softly.

"Scotty" I said softly. He didn't reply so I continued.

"Don't be sad Scotty. I love you." I was completely baffled. Scott just came out! He had the balls that I didn't! He was gay! So many thoughts were rushing through my head, but I had to focus on Scott.

"I wuff you." Scott said through his tears in my lap.

"Yeah I love you Scott. And Kirstie loves you, right Kirst?" I said softly. Kirstie nodded but I widened my eyes and shot her a look.

"I love you Scott." Kirstie said. I nodded at her then gave her a 'don't speak' look. I let Scott cry for a while before he calmed down.

"Scott?" I said.

"Mitchie." He said.

"I'm not upset that you're gay."

"You aren't?" He asked.

"Not even a little. You are perfect Scott." I said.

"No Mitch, you're perfect. I love you." He said.

"I love you Scott. Will you sit up, i think someone wants to talk to you." I said. Kirstie looked panicked.

"Just say what you want to Kirst, it'll be ok." I said.

"I-I think it's kind of fun that you're gay. You just made our breakup easier, and now I have a gay best friend." She laughed a little. I winced but I heard Scott's laughs and looked back to Kirstie.

"Mitch was right- you are perfect." She said in awe. Scott laughed a little.

"You guys are the best."

*Scott's POV*

Mitch and I were lying on the couch watching The Little Mermaid when he said it. It had been 4 days since I came out. I was so happy I had. Kirstie had been hanging out with us again, but Mitch seemed to be thinking about something that I couldn't figure out. My sexuality was something I had questioned fora while, but while I was dating Kirstie I didn't think about it. What if i wasn't gay though? That moment had been when I decided. I caught myself running my thumb over the small velvet case in my pocket. Had I really been ready to ignore these questions and get married? I opened the small case and felt the stone. It wasn't a cheap ring, but for some reason I didn't want to return. It made me think of good- and bad- things.

"Scott?" Mitch said. I hadn't notice him sit up and look at me.

"This is hard." I said.

"I know babe." He smiled and leaned in for a kiss- I mean hug. A hug. A hug with my straight best friend. He wrapped his arms around me and I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I love Kirstie, I love you, I'm gay-" I started listing all of the things on my mind, still leaning my head on his shoulder.

*Mitch's POV*

I listened to Scotts list intently, but something caught my attention. I was in between Kirstie, his ex-girlfriend who he still sorta loved, and his sexuality. Did that mean- NO! Dammit Mitch, way to make everything about you.

"I love you." I blurted when he was done.

"I love you, too." He said.

"No, Scott, I love you. Like, really." I said. Stop Mitch, please stop. I begged my lips to stop talking, but I couldn't my lips kept moving, my mouth kept making noise.

"Mitch, I love you." He said.

"Scott, no, you aren't understanding, I love you. Like, a lot. Like, I want you to kiss me, or hold me, or just be mine! I don't even need kisses, just you." I said. I heard the cheesyness as it came from my mouth. I panicked, I hadn't done that had I? I-I was dreaming. I jumped off the couch and away from his, running into my room. I locked the door behind me and but my noise-canceling headphones. I turned my music all the way up so I couldn't hear a thing. Hideaway blasted through my earphones and I felt hot tears rolling down my cheeks. This hadn't actually happen. I'm not that stupid. I wouldn't say something as dumb as that. I wouldn't- I couldn't have. The tears kept rolling but not a noise escaped my mouth. I just breathed deeply and let tears stream, closing my eyes to try to get lost in the music. I switched to Scott's YouTube channel and wished he was singing to me. Wished he loved me. Wished that I was his.