Vacation (Scomiche)

Boyfriend

{A double update, whaaaat?!?!}

We spent the day enjoying each other's company. Beau was a really fun guy. He constantly made jokes and messed around with everyone and at the end of the day, it was obvious that we had an amazing chemistry. I usually don't make friends that easily, with Scotty being my number one exception. Beau got on the boat in France, he was there visiting his family and he said that 'Beau' means 'Beautiful' in French. Not far from the truth.

Shawn seemed like a nice guy as well; he said he had a degree in photography and was searching for a job as an editor. He wasn't really talkative, but he seemed to get along with Scott really well.

Scott seemed a bit more quiet than usual, but he was friendly towards both Beau and Shawn. Alex, on the other hand...Let's just say that I'm glad Scott didn't murder him.

Alex was the definition of 'extrovert'. He was talking and showing off non stop, he always flexed his muscles when I was looking at him, he evem asked me to put sunscreen on him.

After dinner, Alex suggested he grabbed a drink from the bar. As we were walking there, Beau pulled my hand slightly, making me stay behind with him, as the rest kept walking in front of us.

"Mitch...I don't know how to thank you enough for what you did today. Not only have I found my Mitchie, but I also made some amazing friends. All because of you." He leaned and planted a kiss on my cheek.

"I didn't do anything! Alex found Mitchie and you made all those friends by yourself, because you're a nice person with a beautiful personality."

"Thank you, Mitch. Nobody has ever said something  that to me. You make me feel special."

"You are special, Beau."

He gave me a gentle hug.

"Mitch, I need to tell you something. But I don't really know how..." I could feel how nervous he was. I brushed my fingers over his arm to calm him down.

"You can tell me anything, beautiful." I said and I winked at him. Am I....flirting with this guy?

"Okay..." He took a deep breath. "So, you see... I've been attracted to girls my whole life...until today." He whispered the last part and blushed.

"There's nothing to worry about." I stated calmly. "Your sexuality isn't a thing you can or should figure out overnight. You don't need a label. You can like whoever you want. You can't control who you fall in love with, it just happens. There's nothing to be ashamed of.", I added with passion.

"Mitch, you're so right. And I think I've fallen for someone. I couldn't help it, it just happened. And it hit me just now. I don't know what to do."

"Why don't you start by letting him know? Explain him how you feel and see how it goes from there.", I suggested.

"That wouldn't be an option, Mitchy. He is too perfect for me. He is handsome and smart and talented and amazing." He was blushing soooo much.

"Who is it, Beau? Who's your crush?", I asked. I was so curious.

"I can't tell you. I just can't", he said.

"I won't tell anyone, you can trust me.", I replied.

"Well, he is-"

"Mitchy!", I heard Alex yelling from a couple meters ahead.

"I t-think we should go, Mitch." Beau started walking to the bar, with me following behind him.

Alex, Shawn and Scott seemed to be having a great time. They already were a bit tipsy, which explained the fact that Alex and Scott were cry laghing together. Scott's arm was wrapped around Alex's back, obviously to prevent him from falling off his stool.

Beau and I weren't a bit more silent, maybe because of our conversation earlier, maybe because we were the only onces sober. I guess the movie night with Scott would have to be cancelled.

About half an hour later, Shawn made an apparently hilarious joke, making Alex fall onto the bar from laughter. His hand hit a glass of red wine, making it land on Scott's white tank top.

"Oh my God, Scott, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that.", Alex said, still laughing from the joke.

"It's okey, Al. I'll just go change and I'll meet you back here in a second."

"I'll come with you, since it was my fault" ,Alex stated and followed Scott upstairs. Shawn went to talk to Avi about something obviously very important.

"I'm so glad they finally get along.", I told Beau, pointing at Alex and Scott.

"I liked it better before.", Beau whispered. I gave him a look.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't love it when your best friend is all over my crush!" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Someone has a crush on Allie!!!", I teased him.

"Shut the fuck up, Mitch. Don't mention it to anyone or I'm gonna tickle you until you fall in the pool.", he said in an angry tone, but I knew he was joking. His smile gave him away.

He chatted a bit more with Shawn and Avi, until I checked the time.

"They've been gone for 20 minutes! Where the hell are they?", I asked the others and sent Alex a quick text to check on them.

"They were almost fully drank when they left, maybe you should go see if they're okay.", Shawn said.

"You're right. Beau, come with me?"

He took my hand and we started heading to Scott's room. I got more and more nervous as we approached the door. I couldn't hear a sound coming from the other side.

"It's unlocked.", Beau said and pushed the door open.

They were on Scott's bed. They were both shirtless and Scott's pants were unbuttoned. Their lips were connected and their hands were exploring each other's bodies. Beau run out of the room crying. Alex noticed me and pushed Scott away immediately, not exactly in a gentle way. Scott landed on the nightstand and hit his head at the corner, but I couldn't care less.

"Mitch, let me explain-", Alex started.

"There's no need to explain anything, Alex. Everything's pretty clear to me. I'm sorry for interrupting."

I turned around, not wanting them to see my tears. I got to the door.

"Take care of Scott's head, it's bleeding. And lock the door next time." I closed the door, trying my best not to slam it too hard.

I turned and saw Beau outside my room bawling his eyes out. I walked to him.

"Let's take this inside, shall we?" We got inside and we both sat on my bed.

"How did this happen, Mitchy? I-I actually thought there was something going on between you and Scott.", he continued crying and I did the same.

"Th-there was nothing between us apparently.", I whispered.

"Don't lie to me, Mitch. I can see the way you look at him."

"Well, the fact that I like him doesn't mean he likes me back.", I said.

"I really thought he did, though. The way he looks at you; friends don't look  at each other like that, Mitch."

"Obviously they do. Let's just forget about them, Beau."

"That's not an option. Plus, there's only one way to know if we should blame the alcohol or them. We should make them jealous.", he said.

"What are you suggesting, Beau?"

"Mitch, will you be my fake boyfriend?"

{Hey, beautiful people! No, you're not going crazy, I just updated twice😂 I hope you like this fic, I love writing it. Also, just so you know, Scömìche is real.❤

Stay fcute😘}