Hopefully this doesnt suck, please enjoy lol
Mitch quickly drove to his girlfriend's house, he and Kirstin had been together for almost three months and nothing had really changed in their relationship other than the occasional kiss. Scott had introduced them and they had just sort of... connected. She made him laugh and he loved spending time with her. He had never really dealt with butterflies and fireworks but he was never uncomfortable around her. She made him happy and he knew that he loved her.
He pulled into her driveway and jumped out of his car, as he approached the door he couldn't help but worry about Scott again. He didn't like it when his best friend was sad. Scott wasn't the kind of person to cry at the drop of a hat; that had always been Mitch and seeing Scott upset was something that tore Mitch to pieces. He knocked on the door and tried to push Scott to the back of his mind, all he wanted to do was get back to his friend and take care of him but he knew he needed to spend some time with his girlfriend, it wasn't like seeing her was a chore but his mind was elsewhere. She was one of his favorite people and he felt... content around her.
"Mitch!" he hadn't realized he was zoned out until Kirstie yelled at him. He had a habit of drifting off... the only time it didn't happen was around Scott. He could always focus on his best friend. "Mitch Grassi!" oops, he had zoned out again with thoughts of blonde hair and blue eyes dancing through his head.
"Sorry babe, I'm just kinda worried about Scott." Mitch grabbed her hand and walked into her house. They had spent so much time there together that it felt like a third home for him, right after his own house and Scott's.
"What's wrong with Scott?" Kirstie asked worriedly, Scott was her best friend too and she obviously cared about him. If it weren't for him she never would've met Mitch. Scott was the glue that kept their trio together and he was always such an upbeat person that when something actually upset him it worried her.
"I don't even know but he got all upset today right after you called, he cried." Kirstie knew how Scott was, she knew he didn't cry very often so hearing that made her face scrunch up. "I love him you know? He's like my best friend and seeing him upset... it tears me apart Kirst. I'm going back over there when I leave to try and make him feel better." A small look crossed her face and Mitch got worried, "What's the matter? Are you upset too? Do you want me to stay for even longer with you? I can text Scotty and tell him I'll be a little late." He didn't really want to do that but he felt like he had to, she was his girlfriend... he hated having to choose between them.
"No, I don't think you're going to want to be around me after I say what I need to say and please don't interrupt me Mitch because it's hard enough to say this as it is but I have to." Mitch didn't know what was going to happen but a feeling of dread settled into the pit of his stomach and all he could do was nod as he noticed that she wasn't as bubbly as usual. She seemed almost... sullen. "Mitch... you don't love me. Well, you do but not how you say you do and I don't love you like that either. I've known this for so long and it was wrong of me to let this go on this long because it's only holding the both of us back. I didn't know what it was before but now I see it and I was so blind not to because it's obvious from the look on your face. Mitch, you're in love with Scott."
"What the fucking hell, no I am not! I'm not gay!" he couldn't believe that she would think that, it wasn't like being gay was a bad thing but seriously, he was dating her... so why did he watch the other guys change in the locker room? He had kissed her... so why did he dream about Scott? He loved her... so why was he imagining holding Scott the way he held her and enjoying the idea so much? No. No! None of this made sense, Mitch knew who he was. He was Mitchell Coby Grassi, junior in high school, straight, and in love with Kirstin Maldonado.
