Scomiche One Shots

Oops

Sure I liked Scott. He was amazing, funny, talented.

All the things I look for in a guy

But he was in a relationship. He loved Alex and I can't help that. I wouldn't hurt Scott like that, not ever. So here's what happens when you wake up to the guy you like.

I start to hear some "oh no's" and more, my head was pounding. I was drunk and hangover was coming up. I sat up and feel my stomach gurgle

"Shit."

I rush past a worried Scott into the bathroom, puking my guts out, joy. I feel Scott's presence in the doorway as I continue. Remembering what happened last night. Scott was my car guy.

Oh god.

We hooked up.

I rest my head on the toilet seat as I think about what I did. dammit dammit, scott was still in the doorway.

"I'm so sorry Scott."

He walks away as I sit near the toilet seat. I felt like absolute shit. Physically and Mentally. My body had gone completely pale and I didn't feel good at all. I just lay my head against the cupboards as I hear scott leave the apartment. Great. I pull my phone out and dial Kirstie's number.

"Hello?"

"Kirst I need you..."

"be there in a minute mitchie"

I sit and wait for Kirstie to come in. She finds me still sitting on the bathroom floor. Sick as ever

"What happened Mitchie?!!?"

"I made a huge mistake" I say sniffling

"what?"

"I was drunk and hooked up with Scott" I break into tears as she holds me close

"He hates me now kirst."

"No, he's probably just upset, you can stay at my house, I'll take care of you okay?"

"Kay."

She packs a bag for me and leaves a note for Scott. She helps me out to her car and I sit in it. We drive away and to Kirstie's house, she grabs some medicine and tells me to sleep, which I gladly do. Now all there was to deal with was Scott.

Damn,

I wake up to hear some worried mumbling

"Mitchie?"

Scott's familiar husky tone filling my ears

"Hmm?"

I turn around as Kirstie leaves, Scott kneeling down to the height of the couch.looking in my eye

"I'm sorry."

"For what."

"Everything. I made you mad, I hooked up with you, I'm sorry."

He looks at me for a minute.

"It's my fault"

"Wha-"

"Mitch I wasn't drunk. I let you and I did you. My own sober thoughts. Mitch I was worried but I wanted too, I love you, for real."

"R-Really!?"

I kisses my head and looks at me

"Really really."