I Will Help You

Something's Wrong

*The next day*

The next morning, Mitch noticed Scott hasn't been up and around the house a all today like he usually is.

Mitch: It's oddly quiet...

He says to himself before getting up in his new pajamas to search for Scott.

Mitch: Scott?

He calls, his hair a bit messy.

Mitch: Scott, are you home?

As he searches the house, Scott is nowhere to be found.

He scratches his head as he thinks.

Mitch: That's odd..

While he waits for Scott to return home, he sits in the reclining chair and watches tv while waiting to continue his plan.

Scott walks through the front door, but stops when he sees Mitch in the chair.

Mitch: Hey!

He says in a happy voice as Scott stares with an open mouth.

Mitch smiles.

Mitch: Where've you been?

Scott shakes it off.

Scott: That's non of your business.

He sasses while walking passed him to his room.

Mitch: I'm sorry..is something wrong?

Mitch asks, looking concerned as he follows Scott to his room.

Scott stares at himself in the mirror as Mitch walks in.

Mitch: Scott?

Scott slams his hands down with a big exhale, turning to look at Mitch.

Scott: Nothing! Okay?! I just went for a walk!

Mitch: Why are you so explosive today? I just want to make sure you're okay...

Scott: Why?! It's not like you care!

He yells, trying to hide his feelings for Mitch.

Mitch sighs.

Mitch: Okay...i-if you need anything..I'll be in my room.

Scott watches Mitch leave.

Both laying in their beds.

*Scott's thoughts*

Why does he ALWAYS have to but in on my business?! We're not even friends!

...not even friends...

I can't have friends! Especially him.

Even if he looked.....incredibly adorable in his pajamas..and his messy hair..

I-I still can't let him know I think that...if I didn't have my problem, maybe I would..but I can't..I just can't.