Reunited! A Scomiche Fanfic! ON HOLD!

Prologue

(Scott's POV)

I was in the spare bedroom, well my bedroom (I'll explain later) of my apartment looking through some old boxes. I found a box filled with old high school stuff. Knowing I shouldn't, I looked through it. Memories filled back into my mind. I looked at my senior year, year book. Flipping through the pages seeing pictures from pep rallies, prom, and sport events. I looked at the very back of the book. Seeing the page my old best friend wrote on, reading the words over and over.

I can't believe this is it! Our last year in high school has finally come to an end! I love you so much best friend! I know we are going to different colleges in different states but I promise we will keep in touch! We will Skype, text, and call each other all the time! There is no way I am going to let eight years of our friendship go to waste because of long distance. And Arlington will always be my home and I will come home any chance I can! I love you Scott so much! Stay Flawless! xoxo

- Mitch Grassi

After reading that a good five times I couldn't help but get mad. I slammed the book shut and though it against the wall. Tears welling up in my eyes. He lied. He lied to me! His so called "Best friend"! He promised we would stay in contact and we didn't. Long distance did come between us. Well that and Mitch's boyfriend.

The first couple of months we were fine. We Skyped everyday, talked on the phone everyday. But then Mitch found someone. Someone who took all his time away from him. The phone calls, Skype calls, would lessen each day until they just stopped. I tried getting in touch with him countless of times until I just had enough. I decided that if he couldn't find the time for me anymore I couldn't find the time for him anymore. The last time I talked to Mitch was two years ago.

The two years weren't all that bad without him in my life. I went to college, still hung out with my friends, and met the love of my life Alex. I just let the memory of Mitch fade away into the back of my head, making room for more memories. And I was totally happy with that!

But you know how nothing good can last forever? Well yeah that happened to me... Six months ago my life changed. First of all my other life long best friend Kirstie moved away to London to study abroad. Unlike Mitch she has kept in contact with me. But that isn't the worst thing... Six months ago I dropped out of school to take care of Alex because Alex was diagnosed with cancer. Leukemia at that...

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the nurse knocked on my door and poked her heard in. She said "Mr. Hoying, I'm going to take off now. You can go back into the room with Alex. He is asking for you."

I smiled, stood up from the bed and followed behind her. When we got to the front door I decided to ask her a question. "How is he?"

She looked up at me confused. "You told me not to tell you anything unless it was something serious."

"I know but, I think it's getting to the point where everything is serious."

She explained "Well it is getting serious, the Chemo isn't helping anymore. It's not killing the cells like it should. At this rate he doesn't have that long to live."

"How long?"

"I will say a month max."

"That's it?"

"Sadly it is, the cancer has gotten stronger and it's taking affect of his body. A month will be all he can take of this. The good thing is he will be out of pain." She said, trying to make me feel better. It didn't work.

"I understand. Have a nice rest of your night. I will see you tomorrow." I said, as she was walking out.

"You too Mr. Hoying." She sighed.

I shut the door behind her. I leaned my back against it, and sliding down to the ground. Tears poured from eyes with the thought that the love of my life would be gone in one short month, maybe even before that. Why does this have to happen? Why does cancer have to pick the people we love? Why does cancer even have to exist? Cancer was taking the love of my life away from me. When he is gone I don't know what I will do. I won't be able to find anyone like that again. No one can ever replace Alex.

"Scott!" Alex softly yelled to me. I got off the floor and looked at myself in the mirror that was hanging up on the wall. I was a mess. If he saw me like this he would know something was wrong. I quickly cleaned myself up, making myself look more presentable. I walked into our once shared bedroom and saw my beautiful boyfriend sitting up in the bed.

"Yes?" I questioned?

"Come lay with me?" He asked with the cutest smile on his face.

"Babe you know that isn't aloud." I tried telling him.

"I won't tell, if you won't." He said trying to convince me. How could I resist?

"Fine, but we can't tell anyone." I explained.

"Not a soul." He replied.

He moved over a little on the bed so I could come lay with him. Being careful of all the medical stuff surrounding him I crawled in the bed next to him. He let me get comfortable and then laid his head on my chest making himself comfortable.

"Scott, will you sing to me?"

"Of course."

I sang his favorite song "All of Me" by John Legend, until he feel asleep. Knowing I couldn't stay in the bed with I slid from under him, gave him a kiss on the forehead, and made my way back into the spare room where I sleep.

If you are confused to why he is in an apartment instead of a hospital when he is very sick it is because Alex is a very stubborn person. He said he didn't want to be cooped up in a hospital room and wanted to be at his own home where he was more comfortable. He also said and I quote "I definitely don't want to die in a hospital." So the hospital decided to let him stay home, unless there was a nurse that comes over and takes care of him during the day. Luckily he agreed to that. Also they gave us guidelines that we had to obey like keeping the house clean at all times, no plants, and we can't sleep together. That is why I have to sleep in the spare room. He wanted me to take our room and him take the spare room but I refused that offer. There was no way I would make him take the spare room. Like he said he wanted to be somewhere comfortable and that place being our bed.

I got a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and went to sleep. Like every other night for the past six months I cried until I fell into a dreamless sleep.

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So here is the first chapter! I hope you guys like it!