Depths •||• scomiche

42.

"hello." jacob said to me as i sat down next to him.

"hi!" i smiled and put down my bag.

sitting next to him in english class made me really happy for some reason.

someone walked in. he looked old. is he the teacher? wait, where's thomas?

"mr. sanders is sick." the guy said in a flat tone.

oh.

i got out my phone and texted scott.

mitchy:
thomas is sick

so i can't say hi to him from you

boyfriend:
ah fuck

mitchy:
what's wrong?

boyfriend:
nothing

who said he's sick?

mitchy:
some kind of guy

boyfriend:
did he say what kind of sick?

mitchy:
no

is that important?

boyfriend:
no

yes

but no

for me yes

i'll call him

sorry bye

i have to go

what's going on?

mitchy:
what's wrong?

boyfriend:
nothing really

i turned off my phone and looked down at my hands. what the hell is going on?

-

class sucked today.

jacob and i couldn't even watch friends because that stupid guy kept watching us.

luckily the class was over and troye was outside waiting for us.

"where is scott?" troye asked.

"i don't know..." jacob said, looking around to see if he could spot him.
"i thought we decided to meet here."

"you guys go, i'll call him." i said as i got out my phone.

"is everything okay?" troye asked.

"i... don't know?" i said and dialed scott's number.

jacob put his hand on troye's shoulder, signing that they should go.

they walked off while i was waiting for scott to pick up.

"hey."

ok, thank god he picked up.

"hi, where are you?" i asked.

"i'm uhh... i'm on my way to english"

"is everything okay?"

"yeah."

i saw scott walk up to me, so i hung up the phone.

"okay, ehhh... let's go." he grabbed my hand and started walking.

"are you okay?" i asked him.

"yes, i'm fine." he nodded.

-

the whole walk to jacob's apartment was silent, but as soon as we stepped foot into his apartment, scott got really chatty again.

after jacob gave us a tour around the apartment we all went back to the living room and jacob and troye said on one couch while me and scott sat on the other, because jacob has 2 for some reason.

"so... when did you decide that you wanted to be together?" troye asked me and scott.

scott wrapped his arm around my shoulder and looked up at the ceiling.
"i feel like it just kinda happened." he said.

"yeah, basically." i shrugged.

"i mean, i knew from like, the first moment that i wanted to be with you." scott looked at me.

"stop. that's really cute." jacob said.

"step back, i think i'm gonna vomit." troye quoted from another stupid vine, making scott laugh, of course.

i groaned.
"stop. i hate you all."

-

i know i know

im sorry this is so bad and short

i really am

im just having a little block for this story

i will continue it (ofc) but idk how much

anyway i want to take this opportunity to ask you all (again) to read my other story that's on my profile

(not the one shot book, the other one)

anyway, im sorry again that this is so bad and i will continue this but not everyday (bro).

byeee!

(please readthe other book im begging you)