One to the other ~ Scomiche Fanfiction

Chapter 37 ~ Tour's Over

Scott's POV
"Hey guys! We're here!" Kirstie yells. Mitch turns off his phone and kisses me. "Get out you bum," Mitch said playfully. We both giggle as I help him out. He grabs his bag full of stuff and everyone grabs their own. As we walk to the building to start rehearsals, Mitch and I hold hands. Everyone else was walking behind us except Esther who was showing us the way. "They're so cute," I hear Kirstie whisper. I blush a little. Once we get into the building, we start rehearsing and get settled in our dressing rooms. We finish and we just chill out while we wait for food to come. Mitch and I sit alone in the men's dressing room because everyone else is working on music. Mitch sighs with annoyance in his voice. "What's up?" I ask him. "I want this tour to be over so bad," he responds, crossing his arms. "Well we only have one concert left," I say back. "I know but-" he starts off until food comes in. A few people come in and grab something, as do I. Mitch also comes up and grabs a small bag of chips while I get a slice of pizza. We both sit down and Mitch opens his chips. "What were you saying?" I ask, wondering what he was about to say. "Never mind," he says with a smile and then looks to his chips and eats them. I finished my slice and went up for seconds. He was still on his fifth chip. "You're hardly eating, come on, I'll get you-" I start, worried. "I'm fine," he snaps, putting the chip in his mouth. I put my pizza down. He sighs. "I'm sorry Scott. I'm just stressed out and I wonder what's going to happen after this is over," he says. I look toward him. "We'll relax, get married, and..." I say, hesitating to state the last option. "What?" Mitch says, putting his chips down. "A... Uh... A.. f... Family?" I say, worried that he would disagree. "Scott I.... I would love that!" He says, excitedly. My nervous frown becomes a smile. We both kiss and hug. Mitch starts crying, with tears of joy. (A/N sorry this is so cheesy, we need some happy moments) I look to the clock, 2:00pm. "Hey, the concert starts in a couple hours," he says, wiping away tears. "Yea.... Wait," I say. Mitch gives a confused look. "Can we talk about something serious though?" I ask him. He gives me a look. He knows exactly what I'm talking about.
Mitch's POV
What the hell. Why does he always talk about this? It's so annoying. "What is it?" I say, trying to act as innocent as I can. "Are you still or still going to do this to yourself?" He asks me, bracing himself for me to snap. "You have to be specific," I say. "Cutting? Starving? Crying?" He responds, expecting me to flip. "I can't guarantee anything," I say with shame in my voice. "It's sad what you're doing to yourself and I want to help. Do think there is any chance you could try therapy?" He asks me. I really don't want to, but I want Scott to be happy. I sigh. "Maybe..." I say, still unsure. "Yay!" Scott says, hugging me again. "It's a maybe, not a yes," I say, hugging back. "So you'll think about it?" He asks. I nod hesitantly. He squeezes tighter.
2 Hours Later
It's a couple minutes till we have to go onstage. We all gather up and pray. As we wait we run through our songs very quickly. "Hey Hun?" Scott says, coming up to me. "Yeah?" I say back. He kisses me for what seemed like forever. "I love you," he says, his voice beaming. His mic was on and the whole audience was yelling. We both blushed. As we chuckled we got into our spots. Avi starts us off, Kirstie starts, then the rest of us join. We walk on and the lights come up. Everyone cheers. We sing our songs and I had no idea what we were going to do for the remainder of our time. No one ever told me and people told me to stay in the dressing room. "Mitch," I hear Scott whisper. He points offstage. Does he want me to go away? Has he finally realized that he's embarrassed of me? I nod with a worried look on my face and I hurry off. I stay behind the curtain and Scott looks to me. "Do I stay here?" I mouth to him. He shakes his head and gestures me to go. I walk off with my head low. I turn off my microphone and walk to the dressing rooms. Why would he tell me to go? Am I being rejected from him? Was it something I did? Around 5 minutes later, Kirstie comes in and is holding what looks like a big bag."Kirstie? What is that?" I ask, clenching onto my ring that is sitting on my finger. "I'm going to help you put this on. And I'm going to do your makeup. I have shoes for you too," she says jumping with excitement. "Wait, what?" I ask. She unzips the bag. Oh my god.
Scott's POV
I gestured Mitch to go to the dressing rooms and I watch him walk off sadly. He doesn't have to be, because he'll love what I'm about to do. Avi, Kevin, and Kirstie all nod to me as they run off and they come back on with decorations. Backstage people help to. Then, a pope comes in. Yes, this is our wedding. And what he doesn't know is that his and my family are backstage. Everyone else's was there too. We set out seats and our families sit. The audience is yelling so loud that I couldn't hear myself think. We all run off and quickly dress into fancy clothes. Kirstie then grabs Mitch's clothes and rushes to him. We all continue to set up as the audience calms down.
Ten Minutes Later
Wedding music starts to play and everyone stands up. Kirstie comes onstage and Mitch's father goes off. I'm standing near the pope, waiting for Mitch to come out. All of a sudden, I see the love of my life. He's wearing a beautiful white dress with a million sparkles. He has a cute little flower headpiece and his hair was straightened again. He had red lipstick, pink cheeks, and natural makeup. And his eyes, oh my god his eyes. Even though they were red from crying he still looked amazing. His arm was linked with his fathers as Mitch wiped his eyes with his other hand. In his linked arms hand, he held a bouquet of flowers. I think he was a little shocked. (A/N no derp) Once he stepped out everyone gasped and clapped quietly. I could see a bunch of cameras flashing. Mitch finally comes up beside me and everyone sits down. The pope opens his book and the music quiets down a bit. "We are all gathered here today to bring these to men together in holy matrimony," he starts off, loudly. (A/N if there is an error in the wording I'm very sorry, I don't know what the pope exactly says lol) I look over Mitch's shoulder and I see my mother holding our rings. Good thing that Mitch remembered to take off the ring, I thought. "Do you Scott, take Mitchell Grassi to be your lawfully wedded husband? To love and to hold for as long as you shall live? Until death do you part?" The pope continues. "I do," I say, grinning. My mother hands me Mitch's ring and I place it on his finger. His hands are shaking, from excitement, right? "And do you, Mitch, take Scott Hoying to be your lawfully wedded husband? To live and to hold for as long as you shall live? Till death do you part?" The pope asks Mitch. "I do," Mitch says with a shaky voice. My mother hands him my ring and he slides it onto my finger. At this point I'm blocking out all sounds except for me, Mitch, and the pope. "Your vows," the pope says, stepping back a little. "Mitch." "Scott." We say at the same time. Everyone chuckles. "I'll go first," I whisper. He nods. I clear my throat. "Mitchell Grassi, for those years and years of friendship I have always thought something. 'Is he really just my friend?' And I've asked that question to myself everyday since the moment I started wondering if I liked you. Once I knew, I tried so hard to get your attention that I even started dating other men. And when my ex broke up with me, you were there. You've helped me through that really rough patch in my life and I will never forget it. It has made me realized that I truly loved you, and you did too. I'm so grateful to have you in my life Mitch Grassi. I love you," I say. Mitch is fighting to hold back tears, as do I. Mitch takes a deep breath. "I'm so grateful for that play. If we have never been there, this would never have happened. And being able to see us now, standing here in black and white, is truly amazing. I loved how you always knew how to make me feel better, how you put in so much effort to make me smile, how you showed how much you loved me. It's made me see my purpose for staying here on this earth. It's because of you. You are my purpose. Pentatonix is my purpose. Thank you for fighting with me everyday. I love you too," he finishes. Now I'm just in complete tears. But for once, I'm the one who's crying. Mitch is finally strong enough to hold them back. "By the power invested in me, I know pronounce you, husband and husband. You may kiss the groom," the pope says, closing his book. In seconds the space between us disappears. Everyone starts cheering and happy music starts to play loudly. "Scomiche! Scomiche! Scomiche!" The audience chants. Once we both back away for air, our fingers lock together and we wave to the audience. Our families and friends come up and we all get into a group hug. I cannot explain how much happiness I'm experiencing right now. A man with a camera comes in and shouts, "picture!" Everyone on stage turns around so the audience is behind us. Everyone poses and the man takes the picture. Everyone cheers again. Mitch scurries to the edge of the stage and throws the bouquet. He comes back to me. "Thank you everyone, have a great night!" Avi says as we all walk off. Once we get into the dressing rooms people congratulate us and we start to have a mini party. "Surprise," I say to Mitch. He tightly squeezes me and says, "this is the happiest moment of my life, the happiest I've ever been." My heart melted when he said that. I hug him tighter, knowing that things will get better. He backs away and kisses the top of my nose. "I love you so much," he whispers to me. "I love you too," I respond. Everyone then starts opening wine and gets out a cake. This is going to be a long and fun night, for all of us. And the most important thing, the love of my life is now with me, forever.
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Eek! I loved writing this! Just a couple more chapters until this book is finished? Should I make a sequel? Comment if I should! Stay fcute!! <3