Bigger Than I Ever Dreamed

Going Home, Together

AN: So....this is the last chapter. And I am already a bit emotional that it is actually here. I can't thank my bestie enough for helping me through all this. From the trouble with plot to simply motivation. You know who you are. To give you a perspective of how this chapter is, I decided to listen to a specific Ed Sheeran song that the band covered while I wrote part of this. I instantly started to cry and had to stop. It was too much. With that, I warn you to get as much tissue as you need and someone to hug, because this one is it. Enjoy!

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Mitch walked into the living room, seeing that Scott was already there waiting. Just like he had always been. Always waiting for him. "How fast was yours," he asked.

Scott gave a lopsided smile. "Less than ten. You?"

Mitch rolled his eyes. "An agonizing fifteen or so. It was lots of long pauses. Right now I bet the kids are losing their minds since they saw that we aren't following each other anymore."

Scott stood up from the couch. "Some will be upset. I think most will be happy, though." He was looking at Mitch expectantly. Mitch's heart almost hurt with how much love he felt at what was to come.

"I'm sure. So...when I said I wanted us to do this the proper way, I meant everything. I think we really should talk things out so we know exactly what we both want out of this. No more assuming."

Scott took a few breaths as he stood with his hands on his hips. "Okay. You're right. Where do you want to start?"

Mitch smiled at how Scott was so set on making this work. He was serious about this. Knowing that, Mitch felt more secure in the long overdue talk. "Well I guess I should start with how exactly I lost my memories."

Scott's eyes widened. "Wait...you know how it happened!?" During the past few weeks, he, Scott, and Austin had never delved into that issue. It was all about the fight since that was the apparent catalyst. Since he had his memories back fully, he could remember the moment. He never thought it would result in losing his memories, ironically enough.

"Yeah, I do. So I know I was a mess. As I cried in bed, I held this stupid stone. You know how I love crystals. Well I recently got this stone that could supposedly grant wishes. It was so tight in my fist. And I just thought about how I wanted to go back to the beginning. From before PTX started. That way I could try again during The Sing Off. Instead of stopping what we were doing, I would let you continue. I could take the second chance right then. We wouldn't have to deal with all the crap with all those guys and the drama. It would have always been us." Mitch stared down at the floor, trying to keep himself from screaming. "So foolish....it was the last thing in my head before I fell asleep. I bet if you look around on the floor, you'll find that stone somewhere."

Scott took in a shaky breath. "Is it kind of almost triangle shaped with rounded edges and has these dark lines running through it?"

Mitch's eyes snapped up to look at Scott. "You found it!?"

"Y-yeah. The morning after your panic attack....I was cleaning up a little in the room and I found it right by the bed. It must have slipped out of your hand when you were sleeping and fell on the floor. I put it with the rest of your crystals. I never thought anything of it. So that little thing was the cause of all of this.....wow....".

Mitch couldn't blame Scott for being in awe. When he woke up and remembered everything, the fact of that detail didn't come to him until he was talking to Austin. It seemed so impossible to happen. That one of Mitch's little quirks lead to him losing his memories. "I know....".

"How did you wanting to change things from before result in your memories disappearing, though?"

Mitch laughed. "You know how those things go. You have to be really specific otherwise the universe will take the wish however it wants. Since I was so distraught about the fight, I guess the stone thought I wanted to forget it instead."