Forever and Always - Scomiche One-Shots

Platonic - pt. 2

A/N - less than two days ago I was celebrating 200 reads and now it's at over 600 (200 just since I went to sleep last night)!! Thank you! I noticed a couple of shoutouts on twitter, talking about you mirandaarenee and I think that's where most of the attention has come from so thanks!!

Disclaimer - there's a little smut in this which I have never written before in my life so go easy on me

Christmas was right around the corner and I had yet to speak to Scott.  I kept it civil whilst he was around when I was with Kirstie but he never got more than 'hi', 'yeah' and 'no'.  At this point, I'm ready to forgive him because being mad is too much effort and if I'm honest, I just miss him too much. I realised sometime last week that it wasn't only what he had said - though that part definitely sucked - it was the fact that he had said it.  I thought so highly of him and put him on a pedestal that I thought he could no wrong, especially to me.  But people mess up all the time and I think that's why it hurt more because I couldn't see that.  I couldn't see that he was simply human and to err is human so it felt like a double whammy. I was too caught up in the mindset that Scott couldn't be wrong so what he said must've been true, he must've meant it because he doesn't make mistakes.  But I was wrong about that and he was wrong about me.  Our relationship wasn't anywhere near healthy so I was determined to make it better this time.

This was the longest we had ever been separated since the day we met. It's hard to function without him there sometimes because I've grown to be so dependant on him. We rely on each other way too much to be normal but we've always been that way. Everyone always eventually caught onto the fact that we came as a package deal; you want Scott, you get Mitch too and vice versa. I felt lost without him.

I knew Scott was in the same boat because I wasn't completely oblivious to how tired and sad he looked. His usual bright eyes dulled to a meagre glow. It simultaneously warmed and broke my heart. If I ever doubted how much he cared, it was clearly visible in his expression. It was easy to tell we were both very ready to be back in each other's arms. Putting my feelings for him aside, I just missed having my best friend to share my life with.

Every Christmas Eve Kirstie, Scott and I would get together to watch Christmas movies with our peppermint hot chocolate and exchange presents.  I didn't want to have to give up that all because of one stupid night a month ago so I made my decision that by the end of the school day I would have Scott back by my side.

The blonde had been MIA all day and I was just about to text him when I saw the top of his blonde mop from across the cafeteria.  I worked my way through the throng of students that separated me and my best friend.  I was within earshot when I noticed that Scott wasn't alone.  Standing in front of him, with a scowl on his face, was Avi.

As far as I know Scott doesn't know about what Avi and I get up to in the privacy of my bedroom because I certainly didn't tell him but Kirstie has been known to be quite the blabber mouth.  I swallowed loudly, worried about what they two could possibly be discussing.  The only thing that have in common is me.  I couldn't get my feet to bring me closer to them when I thought about the possibility that Avi had told the blonde what kind of relationship we have.  Because then Scott would realise just how right he was and that I had no excuse to not talk him for an entire month.

"-doing fine without you," Avi practically spat out.  There was no doubt in mind they were talking about me. 

"I didn't mean to make it seem like I think he wouldn't be fine, I just wanted to see how he was doing and you seem to be with him all the time these days... I didn't even know you were friends."  Scott raised an eyebrow waiting for Avi to fill him in on what he's missed.