I Will Help You

Lightening Up

*The next day*

The next morning, Scott is woken up by a beautiful voice coming from the kitchen. It sounded like heaven. As if an angel were singing.

It was Mitch.

Scott smiled as he listened to Mitch's beautiful voice sing little parts of every song on the new Beyoncé album.

He peaks through the crack of the door and watches the small boy singing his heart out.

Mitch: In love, we be all night in love...

He belts.

Scott smiles brighter but quickly takes it away as he walks in the kitchen with Mitch.

By the time he gets there, Mitch finishes his mix.

Scott: What are you doing?

Scott asks, sounding mad, though he wasn't.

Mitch jumps with a gasp and turns around.

Mitch: Scott! Y-you're here!...

Scott: Uh..yeah. I live here.

He says as he pushes past Mitch to get a glass of water.

Mitch: I'm sorry I was singing..I-

Scott: Calm down! It's fine.

Mitch's eyebrows fly up in shock.

Mitch: What?

Scott: You don't sound terrible...

He says, trying to sound tough while complimenting him.

Mitch blushes slightly.

Mitch: Oh...well thank you!

Scott: I'm going out today-

Mitch: Oh, okay..I won't do anything-

Scott: Will you shut up?

He interrupts.

Scott: I'm trying to talk.

Mitch: Sorry..

He says, looking down a bit.

Scott: Now..as I was saying...you can come if you want.

Mitch smiles a little as he looks up so his eyes meet Scott's.

Mitch: I can?

Scott: Don't flatter yourself.

Mitch: Thank you!

Scott: Yeah, whatever. Now go get ready.

With a nod, Mitch smiles and goes to change into a new pair of clothes Scott had given him previously that didn't fit him anymore.

Scott smiles as he secretly watches Mitch go back to his room.

Trying to forget about his thoughts of how Mitch is growing on him, and that he may just be the cutest little man he's ever seen, Scott runs his hand through his hair and sighs as he waits.

After a little wait, Mitch comes back and the two head out to the town.

*Downtown*

As the two walk for about an hour and forty minutes, they laugh and surprisingly have fun with one another.

Mitch: Pretty hurts..

Mitch belts out loud, not caring who heard or watched.

Scott laughs.

Scott: That's not it.

He jokes.

Mitch stops singing.

Mitch: What?

Scott: That note. It's wasn't the right note.

He smiles.

Mitch: Yes it was!

Scott laughs and shakes his head.

Scott: No it wasn't!

Mitch: Oh really?

He smiles as he crosses his arms.

Scott: Yes! Really!

Mitch: Well then how does it go, mister smart ass?

Scott: It goes...

He then sings the same line Mitch did.

Mitch smiles at the fact he not only got Scott to laugh and smile, but also sing!

Mitch: A Beyoncé fan, I see!

Scott blushes down at him.

Scott: Are you kidding?! I'm in love with Beyoncé!

Mitch: She is my queen!

They two Fangirl.

Scott: Really though!

The smile at each other.

Mitch: You're really good at singing by the way...

He says in a more serious voice.

Scott's smile quickly fades.

Scott: I wasn't singing...

Mitch: Yes you were..you just sang Pretty Hurts.

Scott: That wasn't singing..

Mitch: Yes it was!

Scott: You haven't heard me sing.

Mitch: Yes I have, Scott! You're very good!

Scott: Look! I don't sing! Okay?! Now drop it!

He snaps, making Mitch jump a little.

Mitch: Why are you so afraid of compliments?

Scott: I'm not afraid of anything.

Mitch: Why won't you tell me your backstory then?

Scott: Because that's not your business!

He yells louder.

Mitch: Scott...

He says softly as he steps in front of Scott.

Scott stares down at him.

Mitch: Who hurt you so bad, you can't trust?

Scott says nothing and pushes his way past Mitch.

With a sigh from his lips, Mitch follows after his growing crush.

*Later that night*

As Mitch sits in his room, writing his song, he stops when he hears Scott playing piano in a room he had never been in before.

It sounded like XO by Beyoncé. Then Scott started singing, sure enough, it was.

Mitch listens in the doorway of the piano room and watches Scott.

His strong voice sent shivers down Mitch's spine.

As he finishes the song, Mitch looks at him with soft eyes while Scott stares down at the keys.

Mitch: Scott...

He quietly says.

Scott doesn't move or say anything.

Knowing something is really bothering Scott, Mitch gently hugs him from behind.

Surprisingly, Scott lets him before he stands up with Mitch's eyes glued to him as if he were to break like glass.

As Scott turns to face him, they stare in each others eyes in dead silence.

Mitch: Scott-

He says again, but it quickly cut off my a hand on the back on his neck and a hand on his waist while Scott's lips smash to his.

Mitch melts by his touch and moves his lips perfectly with Scott's.