Mitch's POV
I ended up working myself up and making myself cry about Kirstie and I's fight.
We have never fought like that so this really hurts me.
I walk out of Scott's bathroom with red, puffy eyes.
Scott is sitting up on his bed with a concerned look on his face.
"Mitchy!! What's wrong, baby?" He said, getting up and walking towards me.
"I-I just got in a-a fight with k-Kirstie. It's f-fine." I stutter.
"I'm so sorry Mitchy... what happened?" He asked.
"S-she called me last night and I-I was drunk. S-She was mad at me b-because I was d-drunk and because..." I stop and look at him with tears in my eyes. "S-She said your u-using me..." I say, as more tears fall down my face.
I soon find my body in Scott's arm.
His arms wrapped around me makes me feel safe and calm.
"I'm not using you Mitchy... please don't ever think that. I love you for who you are." Scott says, kissing my head.
"T-Thank you..." I say.
"Anytime, Mitchy. I'm so sorry she got mad at you baby boy." Scott said.
"I-It's okay... A-At least I have y-you." I say, looking up at him with a small smile.
He wipes a stray tear away and kisses my forehead.
"You need anything?" Scott asks.
I shrug and realize that I'm extremely hung over and all I want to do is sleep and cuddle.
"Can we cuddle?" I ask.
"Hangover?" Scott asks.
I giggle a little bit and nod.
"Mhmm." I say.
"I know what will fix that. Stay here." Scott said, getting up and walking into the kitchen.
A few minutes later, Scott came back with 2 bowls of ice cream and 2 cups of hot coffee.
"Better?" He asks as he hands me the bowl of ice cream and sets the coffee cup on the nightstand by my side.
I smile.
"Better. Thanks Scotty. You know how to make me feel better." I say, with a smile.
"Anytime. My house, your house. Grab anything you want or need." He says, scooting himself close to me so we can cuddle.
"Thank you for helping me." I say.
"Thank you for staying with me." He says.
I smile. "Always."
He smiles.
We eat out ice cream and drink out coffee.
We watch spongebob all day and find ourselves falling asleep on each other.
He's so caring.
I'm glad I didn't believe Kirstie.
She's just jealous.
Jealous is what she is.
I start thinking for a while.
Things start coming to my mind about Kirstie.
Now that we're not friends, a lot has to change.
Oh no...
This is going to be hard.
I guess I had an upset look on my face because Scott gets concerned and says, "Mitchy, you okay?"
I nod.
"Just thinking." I say.
"About Kirstie?" He asks.
"Mhmm." I mumble.
"I can't try to fix it." He says.
"How?" I ask.
"I have my ways." He says.
I hand him my phone.
"P-please." I say.
"I'll try my best. You have my word." Scott says.He cares about me so much.
How am I so lucky to deserve him.
Why would he even want to date me?
I don't know, and really, I don't care.
He's perfect and I love him, a lot.
I hope he knows that.A/N: Longer chapter tomorrow!!
Thank you guys again SO much for 3K!! I love you guys so much!! Talk to y'all tomorrow!!💕💕💕💕💕
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The Big Bully
FanfictionMitch Grassi: A 17 year old boy who gets bullied daily. He has One friend, Kirstin Maldonado. She's the only one who sticks up for him. Mitch gets bullied to the point where he starts starving himself. Scott Hoying: The bully. Will Scott find out...