Living For My Love <3

Remember: I'll always love you.

(Mitch's P.O.V)

Scott is finally waking up. I have so many questions and I'm just afraid. I'm not angry. Not one bit. And I hope he doesn't think I will be, as that'll put him under more stress.

I leant over him and stroked his cheek gently.
"Hey Scottie?"
I love him. I love him so much. I've been so busy lately sorting shit out and with school. I've tried to make time for him I have - I really have. I can't help feeling like this is my fault. A text only takes 2 seconds. I'm trying not to self loath right now, this is about Scott and how he is feeling, not me.
"I love you Scott. I really do. I'm not angry, I promise."

I heard a slightly mumbled
"I love you too"

"I'm just going to go and find the nurse" I tell him

As I walk out the room I hear, smell and see all types of things. To my left is chairs ; lots of them. On two chairs is a man and a women who is quite clearly in labour. You can hear the panic in her screams and see the worry in her partner and he squeezes her hand in support whilst yelling for a nurse. An old women sits behind them looking sad. I wonder what is happening in her life, who she's loosing..who she's lost. I give silent prayers too all of the people in this room, I hope they will all be okay.

I look to my right and see the front desk and a nurse sat behind it not looking busy, I don't mean that in a rude way, but she was just sat there. I shout, "Scott, he's waking Up."
With that she got up and rushed back to his room with him.

When we were there she checked his blood pressure and stress levels. They were relatively normal, which was good. She asked him if he needed some water and he nodded and she asked me to go and get him some and she directed me to the nearest vending machine, which actually seemed quite far away. But I'll do anything for Scott, so on a walk I guess I'm going.

(Scott's P.O.V)

And with that Mitch walked out the room - I noticed his hips swaying as they do.
For fucks sake. I just basically just tried to kill myself and I'm thinking about Mitch's ass. Lord what has my life come to. But he is perfect.
When I was waking up I heard him tell me he loved me and that he isn't mad. I hope he was telling the truth, I know he has questions. Of course he does, but he also understands that everyone has a comfort zone and will not force me to talk about it. I hope he can help me stop. I really fucking want to stop. I hate doing it. I've been doing it for nearly 8 years now. 8 years I've been cutting my own skin. I don't want to anymore.

"Hi, my name is Kathy, Scott can I ask some questions?" The Nurse, Kathy, asked.

I nodded, not really in the mood to deny and be asked why I was denying

"What lead you to self harm?"

"I missed him. It just reminded me of childhood years and how lonely I felt even though I had everything you could ever want as a teenager. I still felt this emptiness inside me - I never really had a close friend. I was friends with everyone and I talked to them, yes. But I never had that one person I was closer too or could talk to anything about and I guess it just got too me."

"What do you mean by I missed him? The man that was in here a minute ago?"

"Yes, his name is Mitch and I love him alot. We hadn't spoken in awhile and my mind just went straight to he has forgotten you, that's not surprising though and it upset me I guess"

Second later I could smell it again. His fragrance. I looked up and there he was ; Mitch. I beamed at him and he walked over and gently hugged Me. Fuck he smells amazing.
     All of a sudden I just burst out into tears as it hit me in the face hard. I had tried to kill myself. How could I? I never thought I'd go that far. I felt so ashamed. I had just found my soulmate and he makes me so much better. Well. Not really. He inspires me to make myself better. And that's what a soulmate is. I'd do anything for him. Anything.

(Mitch's P.O.V)

"No baby don't cry! Its okay. I'm here. Its okay. I love you. You're okay."
I hugged him again.
Just to think that he nearly died and too see him like this made me feel so sad yet so humble - but I still love him
I always will. I never did believe I would ever experience love, but I have. I know I have. This is a turning point in both mine, and Scott's life. I want to help him, I do. And I honestly think I can do that.

I asked the nurse "Will he be discharged soon?" And she nodded and said because he had been here over night he could be taken home, but he had to have someone with him for the next 48 hours. She also offered Scott a counsellor, but he declined and said "I have Mitch. I don't need a counsellor as he is my cure"
        All I could do after he said that was smile and tear up slightly.

{I'M SORRY. I JUST RECENTLY LOGGED ONTO THIS ACCOUNT, I missed this! Hope you enjoy this, my grammar has improved a lot lmao. Exactly a thousand words! I love you all so, so much. Thank you for reading and have the world's best day.❤}