This Christmas (Mavi)

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A/N POV change! This story is gonna be mostly Mitch's POV but if it's someone else I'll put it at the beginning of the chapter. Enjoy!

Avi POV

When I got back from the kitchen I saw Mitch had sat down again, and hearing my footsteps he turned his head and smiled a painfully fake smile at me. However I couldn't help but notice the sadness he was trying so hard to hide. Mitch always thought he could hide his emotions really well but to me, he was an open book. I never understood why he always felt the need to hide his emotions like that. It was like he was always catering to others, putting aside his own emotions and labelling them as 'unnecessary'. I wondered if other people had noticed this too, or if it was just me spending too much time staring at him when he wasn't looking.

I hated seeing him like this and I hated thinking about him being alone this Christmas, getting drunk on his own and probably hooking up with some random dude from Grindr, while everyone, including me, got to spend time with their families and loved ones.

Slowly, a plan started forming at the back of my mind. I felt the corners of my lips turn up into a smile as I thought about the idea that had just popped into my mind. I had no idea if it would actually work out. Mitch probably wouldn't be into it anyway, and I had no idea whether my family would actually agree to it, but I had to try. I couldn't live with myself and leave him here to spend Christmas all alone.

"Hey Mitch?" I called, "would you mind if I used your bathroom real quick? I've got a long drive ahead."

"Do what you have to do, I'll be right here!" That fake laugh again. "Not going anywhere." He added softly, not intending for me to hear him.

I walked into the hall and reached the bathroom, locking myself in, but instead of doing my business I grabbed my phone and texted Esther. I put my phone down on the edge of the sink and pacing around the bathroom, I anxiously waited for my sister to text back.
When I heard my phone vibrate from an incoming text I snatched it off the counter and peered at the screen to read my sister's reply. I frowned at the words she'd sent back and sent another text, this time getting a reply within seconds. After reading it I smiled and turned off my phone to put it in my back pocket. Part one of my plan was complete.

I quickly washed my hands and unlocked the door, stepping outside into the hall. I got back into the living room but was only met by Mitch's muffled sobs.

I ran over to the couch, flopping down next to him and pulling him into another bear hug.

A/N
Ok so I know this chapter was really short but the next one will be longer and I'm tired. Anyway, thanks for reading!