Moving on ~ Sequel of Travis (a scömìche fanfic)

Chapter 19

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa yeah!" Mitch sung into his microphone, ending their song.

The crowd cheered, full of excitement.

The group starting walking off.

"Thank you, Beijing! Have a good night!" Scott yelled.

Once everyone exited the stage, they each gave their microphones to the crew and walked to the dressing rooms.

Kirstie watched as Scott and Mitch walked into their own dressing room.

She scoffed as she went to find Avi and Kevin in the hall.

Her heels clacked on the ground as she approached the little bar the two friends were chilling at.

Kirstie stood next to Avi and laid her head down on his shoulder.

"Hey Kirst."

Kirstie sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "Hi Avi."

"Stressed out?" Kevin asked.

Kirstie sighed again. "It's just the whole thing with Scott and Mitch. We shouldn't be performing when we all aren't even talking together in one group. Scott doesn't understand our perspective on this and Mitch... ugh...."

Avi brought Kirstie closer to him, his arm wrapping around her waist.

"I know it's tough. Scott, he'll pull through. Mitch is still fighting, we can't expect him to be alright just because we gave him a talk."

Kirstie nodded slowly.

"Hey guys, I'll be right back," Kevin said, walking back down the hall.

"Ok Kev," Avi replied, and went back to comforting Kirstie.

Kevin walked to the dressing room, reading "Scott & Mitch" on a piece of paper that was taped onto the door.

He knocked a couple times, receiving a "come in."

Kevin opened the door to see the couple sitting on a couch.

Scott looked away from him and kept his eyes toward his lap.

But, Mitch smiled as the man walked in front of them.

"Hey Kevin," Mitch greeted warmly.

"Hi Mitch," Kevin said, " and Hello Scott."

Scott let out a small little "hi" and stayed silent.

Kevin sighed and knelt down in front of the two.

"Scott, I know you're still upset. But we were only trying to help. And we were trying to think of what was best for you and Mitch. You had to sit that one out, Scott. You have so much piled on your shoulders that you need to lay low for a little bit. I'm sorry if it came off as offensive to you, we never meant for it to be that way."

"You know I had to be there, Kevin."

Mitch looked to his boyfriend and ran his hand through Scott's hair.

"I know, but you aren't always going to be there for him."

"I know that but-"

"The why are you still so upset?"

Scott looked up to Kevin and sighed with frustration.

"Look man, I never meant to make you mad. I wanted to talk things out accordingly."

Scott took a deep breath.