TINDER❥ || Scömìche

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I still sat there on the floor crying and panicking when I suddenly heard the front door open and Scott's loud and worried voice!
How did he even get a key?
I suddenly got a feeling that it wasn't a good idea to tell him to come over!
"Mitch? Mitch, where are you!", he yelled through my flat and I cried out louder.
The fast footsteps got nearer and finally stopped abruptly.
"Mitch, omg! What happened?!"
He ran towards me, kneeled down next to me and tried to turn me around to face him.
"Please, tell me, what happened! Is this my fault? Did I do this to you? I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, you don't know how much I hate myself for this! I didn't mean to hurt you that much!", he sounded desperate and you could hear that he was a little bit crying. At least his voice cracked.
I relaxed and my body stopped shaking. Now only my quiet sobs filled the silence.
Scott began lifting up my chin and I felt his eyes on my ugly face as I looked anywhere but him.
"Please look at me, Mitchy", he whispered, "pleeease"
I slowly looked up into his red, blue eyes.
"I love you, I love you, I love you-!"
"No! Stop!", I put my hands over my ears to not hear his words.
"No, Mitch, please! If you don't want to hear this what do you want me to do then? What can I do to get you back?! To prove that I still love you, that I'm so fucking sorry and worked my balls off to get you back! I don't even know anything of your thinking because you won't talk to me! I could do better if you just talked to me!", he backed up and slumped down. A single tear running down his cheek.
It was silent for quite a long time.
Suddenly a load of emotions rushed through my body.
A feeling of guilt.
And sometime I was the one who couldn't stand the silence anymore.
"I'm sorry", I whispered, not trusting my voice, "you're right. It's all my fault. I am a bad boyfriend. I'm not good enough an-!"
"Stop please! You are talking bullshit", he laid on finger on my mouth to stop my talking, "don't ever blame yourself for what I 've done! I've been the shittiest boyfriend ever and I will never ever forgive myself for that!"
He looked deep into my eyes and I fell in love with him again.
"So what do I have to do?", he asked again.
"I-I don't know", I answered shyly and weak.
"I feel so bad and stupid for asking this but can you... forgive me? Please?"
I quickly looked up at him not knowing what to do.
His eyes were begging and he was sorry, he really was.
I slowly got up and turned around not wanting to look at him again.
He stood up as well and whispered: "please"
And then again my body was filled with emotions! Love, desire, desperation,...
I couldn't stand the thought of leaving him, never seeing him again, feeling his soft lips on mine, his comfortable hugs and just him in general.
"I-I love you!", I said, now loudly and confident then fell into his arms sobbing into his shoulder.
"I love you too, Mitchy", he whispered into my ear hugging me tight not wanting to let me go, "I'm sorry for everything I've done"
"I forgive you"
"Thank you! Does that mean I'm still your boyfriend?"
I looked up at him happier than ever and nodded.
He smiled his beautiful, bright smile that I loved so much.
"Can I kiss you?" I again nodded.
He leaned in and gave me a small kiss onto my cheek.
I laughed irritaded: "that wasn't a kiss, what's wrong?"
"I-I don't want you to feel pressured or forced", he said concerned.
I stepped forward, cupped his face and whispered: "But I really want to feel your lips right now! Trust me, I'll say something if I don't agree with something you do"
He didn't let me wait more time because he slammed his lips against mine, starting a make out session.
A tender one. Filled with every emotion you could possibly feel in a good way.
Our hands exploring each other's body, just love.
He slipped under my shirt and caressed my sides and back. When he got to my pants and tried to remove them I stopped him.
"Not now, please?"
He immediately backed up and looked super concerned.
"Of course! What about just cuddles in your bed?"
I nodded eagerly and he picked me up to carry me to my bed laying me down and putting a blanket on me before slipping under the sheets with me.
I giggled the whole time.
My boyfriend wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me nearer spooning me and it definitely was the best feeling in the world.
Again I realized, what I missed in those few days and how lucky I am now to have him back.
"I love you, Scotty", I whispered.
"I love you too, Mitchy", he answered and kissed my shoulder.
I feel asleep in his arms.