You Were Right

Break Ups and Make Ups

"It's open!" I hear Scott yell. 

I open the door letting myself in "Always is Scotty." I say.

"You know it!" Scot yells from the couch. I run over and flop onto the couch beside him laying my head in his lap. "Whats up, punk?" He always called me that because of my hair and tattoos.

"Nothin much, what about you noodle?" I say.

"Just listen to Mitch talk about hot he thinks you are." Scott says and I can't help but blush a little.

"HEY! Am not!" I hear Mitch yell from upstairs.

"Oh god." I say slightly annoyed that he is already trying to put us back together. Does he not get what he did to me?

"Don't lie, Grassi!" Scott yells back to him. No response. I face palm at the fact that Mitch, the one who left me a mess and a half last here because he hated me,  wants me again. Ok, yes I still like him but I'm not ready for this. I mean he just got here last night!  I hear thuds coming down the stairs and soon see Mitch standing there with a hand on his hip. 

"I'm not." He says.

"Sure." Scott's says sarcastically. Mitch rolls his eyes and ruffles my hair.

"Hey! Hands off! I just met you like an hour ago!" I say.

"Honey, you've known me for at least 2 years now! Yeah i may have been gone for one of them, but that doesn't mean you don't know me. Oh, wow look at those tattoos." Mitch says motioning to your arms. 

"Uh, thanks?" I say, was that a compliment? I feel my phone ring in my pocket. I check to see who it is and it's one of my band members, Keith, our drummer. "Hold on I have to take this." I say as I walk outside.

"Hello?" I answer the phone.

"Hey, Y/N! Umm I got some bad news." Keith says.

"Yeah? What is it?" I say.

"Well, Brendan" Brendan is our guitarist "Has to go to Colorado to take care of his really sick family, for a long time. And Leo told me after today performance that he isn't interested in playing the bass for us anymore. I'm so sorry. What are we going to do?" he says. Tears brim my eyes, we've worked so hard.

"The only thing we can do is just break up I guess. I mean we can't have a band with only a singer and a drummer, it just won't be the same." I hate to say it but it's true.

"I guess your right, so I'll see you around?" Keith says.

"Yeah, of course. Take care of yourself." I say.

"You too." and with that we hung up. I ran over to my house and feel to the floor once I closed the door behind me and started sobbing. I worked so hard with that band. And now it's gone. 

Mitch's P.O.V.

"hey can you go check to make sure Y/N's ok?" Scott asks. I nod and I open the door just to make sure she is still there. But shes not. I look up and I see her running back into her house with a hand over her face. What happened. I look back at Scott who wasn't paying attention and run over to Y/N's house. I walk up to the door and hear sobbing. I knock on the door and hear Y/N say "Who is it?" 

"It's me, Mitch." I say worriedly.

"Leave me alone!" I hear her scream.

" I can't do that." I say and I try to open the door. It was unlocked so I walked in and see her on the floor crying. I drop down next to her and try to make her look up and say "What's wrong? I want to help." She jerks away continuing to cry. "Hey, hey. Calm down. you'll be ok." I say.

"Will I?! Will I Mitch!" She screams and runs down a hall. I quickly follow her and she runs into what I think is her bedroom. She closes and locks the door before I can get in. "Mitch, I don't know why you think that you can treat me like crap, leave, come back and think that everything will be okay. New alert! That's not how it works." she yells in between sobs.

"Y/N. I know that I can't do that. But I just can't stand to see you like this. I feel like I should just kill myself for what I've done. I just want to talk." I say with my forehead against the door.

"About what? What is there to talk about?" she says.

"What's wrong." I respond

"Look, my band member just called me saying that half of our band can't be part of the band anymore. I've just put so much work into that band, it hurts to see it go down the drain." She says. Well now it makes sense. Everything goes quiet.

"Kinda what I did to Pentatonix." I mumble.

"I guess you could say that." I hear her say. She has stopped crying out loud.

Tears stream out of my eyes "It's all my fault, everything. If I didn't leave, if I believed you that day, everything would be fine now. But it's not. I messed everything up. I shouldn't be alive right now for what I have done.." I say tears more fluently coming out of my eyes. I hear the door knob click and the door open and I see Y/N with a pained look on her face.

"You have every right to be alive right now, Mitch." She says. I look into her stunning E/C eyes. 

"After what I've done? No, I really don't" I say. Everything is coming to me, how horrible I've been, how rude I've been trying to play that everything is fine between me and Y/N.

"You really do Mitch. There's a reason I still wear this necklace." She says pointing to it. I look down and back up to her.

"Why. Why do you still wear it? You said you moved on." I say looking down at my feet.

"I lied. I never did. Never will. You were one of the best but at the same time worst things that happened to me. I've carried hope for the past year that the old you would come back. And you did. Oh and I still have never taken this necklace off. Your the one and only person who has put it on me." She says. Tears are streaming down my face and all I can do is hug her. My tears fall onto her neck and down to her tank top. She still loves me even after all I've done. That proves that she is a true friend. 

"Y/N. I missed you so much. I still love you too." I say. She wraps her arms around me and I can feel her tears on my neck. 

"I missed you to. I was afraid you wouldn't come back. But you did. I'm never leaving you. That's a promise." She chokes out.

"Me either. And that's a promise also." I say. We stay like this for least 5 minutes enjoying each others touch and company. 

[A/N] Did you cry? I know I almost did.