I Will Help You

Going Home

*The same night*

After their talk at the park, Scott and Mitch walked home hand-in-hand.

*At home*

Mitch: How did you know where I was?

He asked while sitting on his bed while Scott sits on his knees next to it.

Scott: I knew you'd be in the place we met.

Mitch blushed.

Scott: I'm sorry about everything..being a jerk, the drunk hookups, almost getting you arrested...Alex..

He explains as he looks down.

Mitch lifted his chin, looking him straight in his eyes.

Mitch: Don't be sorry, Scottland..I'm not mad. I don't even deserve to be taken care of.

Scott: Yes you do..

Mitch: Like you said, Scott..

He breaks the eye contact.

Mitch: We're not even friends...

Scott doesn't say anything as he takes Mitch's soft small hand in his.

Scott: To me we are..

Mitch blushes as his gaze returns to Scott's. Seeing his sparkling brown eyes makes Scott smile.

Scott pulls out the song.

Scott: I uh...I found this...in your room..after you..um..

He says as he hands Mitch his song.

Mitch picks it up and holds it.

Mitch: Run To You?

He asks as he looks at Scott again.

Scott: Yeah uh...I-I finished it for you...I hope that's okay..

Mitch nods with a smile.

Mitch: No, I love it! Thank you!

He beams as he looks over it again.

Scott: I thought of music for it too...

Mitch: You did?

Scott nods.

Scott: Can I show you?

He asks, nervously.

Mitch smiles, handing the paper back.

Mitch: Of course!

As Scott stands, he holds his hand out to hold Mitch's before walking with him to the piano room.

Scott sits at the piano while Mitch watches from behind him.

He begins to play and sing.

About halfway through the song, Mitch smiles, wrapping his arms around Scott's body, over his shoulders and to his torso so his back it to Mitch's stomach while Mitch begins to sing along.

When they finish the song, Mitch sits next to him on the piano bench.

Mitch: That was beautiful, Scott.

He said in a soft tone as Scott met his gaze.

They stare in each others' eyes in silence, Scott gradually getting closer as Mitch does the same.

When their lips are about a centimeter apart, the memory of when Alex reminded him he's dying flashed back in his mind.

Scott pulls away before they could kiss.

Scott: We can't..

He said, looking down.

Mitch: Scott? What's wrong? Are you okay?

Scott closes his eyes and nods slowly.

Scott: Yeah...just...my diabetes...

He lies.

Mitch: Do you need anything?

Mitch asks, concerned.

Scott: I'm okay, Mitchy..don't worry about it..

Mitch: The song is beautiful, Scott. Really...

Scott: You wrote it..

Mitch: But you finished it. Why did you call it Run To You?

Scott: Because....

He takes a deep breath. Unsure if he should tell Mitch the real reason it not.

Scott: Because..if I ever needed anything...I would run to you...

Mitch: Like you did when I left?...

Scott looks at him then looks away.

Mitch hugs him from the side and kisses his cheek.

Mitch: I won't tell anyone..

He said before getting up.

Mitch: And Scott?

Scott: Yeah?

Mitch: I need you too.