Please Don't Go (Scömìche)

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Italic means thought
Bold means flashback
Regular text means present
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Mitch's Pov:
     We stood there for a while, all of us silently thinking of the past month or so and all the craziness. I sighed in relief when I realized it was over, and Kirstie and I were finally saved. Finally back to normal. Ready to continue with life. I knew it would be different though, much different.
     I pulled away from the hug and shook my hands out. I'd been waiting to do something for a while. Well, that's not true. More like weeks, months, years even. Scott started talking to Kirstie and then soon everyone was talking about what happened again. Except me.
     I stood there, my arms crossed against my very dirty and torn up shirt. I looked down at my feet and saw my shoes were very close to falling apart. Well there goes $2,000. Oh well, I mean it's just an object. At least I'm alive and okay, for the most part. But I have been scarred. I'm for sure never going outside in the forest alone again. Who knows what else could lie in that forest. Crazy scientist, what next? Flying bears? Giant squirrels?
     I shook my head a little. I was just trying to think of anything but what I was about to do. I knew couldn't avoid it anymore. My arms were shaking with nervousness, but I knew I just had to go and do it.
     Go. Just do it. Just tap on his shoulder and let your heart pour out in word form. That's all you have to do. It's easy. You've practiced this for days. Weeks. Months. Years. You will never know what would happen or what he would say unless you try. Go.
     I thought back to why had gone into the forest the night I was turned into a zombie. I remembered I had chickened out of what I was about to do. I had practiced, but then turned away in the moment from fear of... I don't even know what I was scared of but it made me run into the forest and want to stay there for a while.
     MITCH. JUST GO. OH MY GOD, a voice in my head told me. I knew it was right, there was no avoiding it anymore. I turned to Scott, who was talking to Kevin about the paper with a bunch of memories on it. Their conversation seemed to stop when Kevin saw me staring at Scott. He raised his eyebrows, asking me what was wrong. I pointed to Scott and he understood I needed to talk to him.
     Suddenly everyone got quiet as they saw what I had motioned to Kevin. I even heard Kirstie whisper to Avi to stop talking because she knew something big was about to happen. I was thankful for the quiet so Scott would hear me when I talked, but the eerie silence in the forest made me more nervous.
     I finally decided I had to do it then or not at all. I tapped Scott's shoulder and he quickly turned around giving me a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. He opened his mouth to talk, probably to ask why it was so quiet in the forest and why everyone stopped talking, but I put a finger over his mouth.
     "Scott, I need to tell you something. Something you've waited a while to hear."
     Everyone was staring, and Kirstie raised her hand to put it over her mouth, probably to stop her from laughing with excitement for what I was doing.
     Scott and I had talked about this before. A few years ago actually.
     It was a cold winter night, on Christmas Day. We were sitting by the fireplace, at my parents house. They were out at dinner and said we could stay if we wanted to. We did, because I wanted to try to cook something new. While my dinner was cooking, Scott pulled me over to the area next to the fireplace where stockings  hung without being burned by the fire.
     "Mitch, I need to tell you something," Scott said nervously. I turned to look at him. He looked very nervous, but at the same time happy. I was confused about what was happening.
     "I'm listening," I said quietly.
     "Mitchy I like you more than a normal friend would. Actually that's not true, I love you. I've loved you, practically since the day I met you
      I smiled, because I knew I felt the same way. But I also knew I wasn't ready yet. There were many things to think about before making this decision.
     "Scott. I feel the same, but we need to think about the pentaholics, especially the scömìche shippers. If scömìche becomes real, but doesn't work out - which by the way I'm not saying it won't work out- I just think a lot of our fans would leave if scömìche became real and then we broke up. Scott I just don't think I'm ready yet," I said with a small frown. Scott looked over at me and tried to smile. He fixed my hair that fell over my eyes and began to speak.
    "Mitchy I 100% understand what you mean. It's ok that you're not ready, because honestly I thought the same thing for a while," he said and I sighed in relief. I hadn't hurt him, and that was the last thing I wanted to do.
      "I don't want you to feel like you're pressured. Just tell me when you're ready."
      Now I'm ready. I looked up at Scott as I got back into reality and stopped remembering last time.
      Scott nodded and I took a deep breath to continue. Then I paused again, wondering if I should stop or continue with what I was doing. I went on.
     "Scott, I know we are meant to be together. The first day I saw you I knew you were the one. The one I wanted to spend my life with. The one I want to grow old with, so old until my hair turns gray and falls out. I can't stand more than a few days without you, and I can't say that about many people. I've been wanting to do this for a while, but I wasn't ready and there never was a good time, but there's never been a more perfect time to do it than right now. Scott Richard Hoying... will you be my boyfriend?"
     As I spoke, his face quickly went from a look of peace and calm to a look of surprise and happiness. He knew I would do this at some point, but didn't know when. He knew I loved him and I knew he loved me. Scott's eyes teared up and he hugged me tightly. I heard Avi say something behind us, but his voice didn't form words in my head because I was so relieved I had gotten the talking stuff over with. The hardest part was gone. All I wanted was to be with Scott and he just needed to answer.
     "Yes Mitchy, yes," Scott barely managed to say as I saw a a tear run down his face. I realized I was crying too, and Scott wiped my tear away carefully with his thumb.
    "OH I DID NOT SEE THAT COMING! Oh wait I did," Kirstie said happily and we all laughed.
     "Scömìche is finally real! Wow are the pentaholics going to go crazy," Kevin said, barely being able to speak the words without laughing from happiness for us and happiness for the pentaholics. That's when I fully realized that the actual #1 Pentatonix ship just sailed. Sailed across the world. Sailed to another galaxy. Sailed until... Well you get it.
     Scott leaned down and kissed me. Tears of happiness streamed down my face as he grabbed me off my feet to carry me bridal style. Everyone began walking to Scott and I's home while Scott carried me. Towards the end of the walk, Scott began shaking a little as he carried me, and I assumed it was because I was getting heavy, so I leaped out of his arms and just walked next to him.
     "You okay?" I asked, looking up into his beautiful blue eyes.
     "Better than I've ever been," he answered with a smile, but I could tell that the smile was forced. 
      I was beginning to get worried about him. Shouldn't he be happy? Did he regret saying yes? Did he not love me like he used to? "Scott, I know when you're faking happiness. I've known you since, well basically forever. What's wrong?"
     "I'll tell you later," Scott answered quietly, and looked down into my eyes. He gave me a quick kiss and kept walking. I stopped in my tracks.
     I wasn't going to let him avoid the question so easily. "Promise?" I asked and he turned back, putting his arm around my shoulder. 
    "I promise with my life."
    "I love you Scotty."
     He smiled, this time real, and brushed my hair out of my face. "I love you too Mitchy."
     I was satisfied with his answer now and smiled to myself as we continued walking. Can't sleep love randomly popped into my head and I began humming it. Scott smiled at me.
     "You're so freaking adorable Mitch," he said and I laughed.
     "You're so... Scott" I said and he laughed again. I looked up and saw the back door being held open by Kirstie and we all walked in. Scott jumped on the couch and yelled "OSNDMEWLJENDND!"
       Kirstie, Avi, Kevin and I threw our stuff to the ground and yelled "Osndmewljendnd!" Scott began laughing so hard he fell off the couch and I grabbed his arm to help him get up.
     "This is my boyfriend everyone," I said and he stood up.
      "Scott Hoying has arrived," he said jokingly, and say back down on the couch.
      "Yas," Kirstie said and soon we were all laughing again.
     "Ohhhhh yeaaahhhhh," Avi said in his deepest voice.
     "Best. Day. Ever," I said as I sat on the couch next to Scott. And it truly was the best day ever.

Woah. Woah. Woah. Woahhhhhh. Woahhhhhhhh! WOAHHHHH. Yeah this is definitely my favorite chapter. Exactly 1,700 words of pure scömìche. I know what you're thinking is going to happen in the next chapter, but let me just say what's going to happen next with Scott and Mitch is NOT what you expect. 😉. Hint hint. 😏
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