Innocent - [scomiche]

Chaper 16

MITCH POV:

*THREE WEEKS LATER*

Three weeks had passed since i told Scott i loved him. Three weeks of spending every single time together. Whenever we could we would go for a walk in the park or have breakfast. He would roll his eyes when i asked for coffee and he would say

"We are in Starbucks. There are plenty of drinks to choose and you go for a coffee?"

"Coffee is my aesthetic"

"Whatever"

He made me feel special. He complimented me every time he could, whether we were talking to each other or having sex. He could always find the time to tell me how beautiful i was, and of course i would blush and turn red as a tomato. So far everything was perfect, like out of a romantic movie.

Our lips moved in sync whenever they touched and left me wanting for more when they parted. I recently found myself staring at him and smiling like an idiot whenever he put his glasses on to read a book. He looked so cute and hot at the same time, i found him wearing glasses as such a turn on. But what i loved most about him was the fact that he remembered the tiny little details that would easily slip my mind. Like the fact that i hated roses because i found them untrustworthy. I remembered he laughed at me when i told him that but after i explained myself he actually agreed with me. I told him roses had this really beautiful side that would make a person fall in love with them but if you didn't approach carefully enough you could get hurt. And even if you did, if somehow you laid down your guard, it would betray you and stab you in the back.

So far, i've had an amazing time with the person i loved most. He cheered me up when i was feeling sad or when everything became too much for me to handle it on my own. For example, right now. An hour ago i received a call from Louis telling me that he was in the hospital and that he needed me. I knew what was it about but i was afraid to admit it. Once i ended the call i put my hands on my face and tried to steady my breathing. An iner war started inside my head and i begun to debate whether if i should go alone or have Scott with me. He would make all of this easier but it wasn't fair for Louis. He wanted, needed me there and i couldn't just appear out of nowhere with Scott. It was like saying: I don't care that your father is dying, i just brought my boyfriend to have something to do rather than listening to your pittyful crying. No, that wasn't me.

I closed my eyes for a couple of minutes and tried to relax. Once i had all my thoughts on place i went out of my apartment and left to the hospital. The receptionist told me i only had half an hour till visits time ended so i quickly made my way to the room Louis was.

He was sitting on a chair next to his father, holding his hand to comfort him. I made short steps and put my hand over his shoulder to let him know i was there. He didn't speak for what it seemed like 5 minutes, but when he did, his voice came out as a whisper.

"You didn't have to be here"

"What? Of course i had. You are my friend Lou and i know you need me here" He sighed and leaned backwards to rest on his chair.

"It's almost time"

"I'm sorry" I didn't know what to say. My friend's dad was dying right in front of me and the best thing i could tell him was 'i'm sorry'. I'm pathetic i should've said.

We stayed quiet for a moment, with the constant beeping of the heart beating machine breaking the silence. It sounded like a clock, with the exception that this one didn't tell the time, it told the hour of death. The constant ticking reminded us that he was running out of time. We both knew that, but i wasn't sure if Louis was prepared to face it. He begun telling him stories, recalling memories of both of them together. His father would mumble sometimes trying to reply, but his words faded rapidly.

"And that time, where we ran up the hill and watched the horizon together. I remember you told me" He paused, tears where streaming down his face. "You told me that sometimes life gets hard, that it tests you. That even when you think that everything is lost you still have to believe. You have to believe that in the end, it will work out. That i should have hope..."

"But so far, so far my hopes had been drained! Everything is a mess right now and i don't know what to do!" I felt bad listening to him. I felt like i was invading his privacy but i couldn't leave. I couldn't do that to him.

He kept quiet, his tears washing his sorrow away. While he was talking i went outside to seat on the couch that was next to the door, even though i told myself i wouldn't leave i still wanted him to have a little time alone with his father. Time went by and i had already bitten three of my nails. I decided to go back in when i heard him sobbing. I sat next to him and wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. He cried and cried and never seemed to stop, my shirt was getting wet from all his tears. I could feel the lump in my throat and tears threatening to roll down my cheeks.

The room was silent. If a bug entered i swear i would be able to hear its wings flapping. The air was cold and and all i could hear were the doctors outside the room knocking on the door. They had sad faces and were looking at us with compassion and pittyness. That was when the realisation hit me. The room was silent and still. No movement, not rising and falling of his chest...No beeping.

I held Louis as close as possible when the doctors entered the room and told us to go outside. Louis refused to move but after some kicking and screaming i got him on his feet and out in the hallway. He kept mumbling "why" over and over again. At that point i started crying too.

(FINALLY! Sorry for the late uodate but as you may have read i've been having problems with saving this chaper so i practically re wrote it 3 times. Anyway, finally i was able to finish it. It's kinda short compared to others but i've had a busy week. By the way... IT REACHED 4k READS! Omg i'm so happy yay! I hope you like it, kisses, Vicky :D)