Scomiche Oneshots

Thank You Very Much

A/N: This oneshot is based off of a song called Thank You Very Much by Hey Ocean! I really recommend you give it a listen. Anyways, this oneshot will be an AU.

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POV Scott

A lot of people these days have some sort of significant other. You know, someone they can call their own, love for eternity and all that sappy stuff. They do all the typical stuff like live together, go on dates, go to clubs together, lounge at the beach, and have a picnic at the park. That's all well and good. I, on the hand, am living alone.

People look at me and think that I could literally have anybody I wanted because of my looks. I'm not gonna lie, I really could. They were confused as to why I choose to be alone because having a partner I guess is the most important accomplishment you can achieve.

Well, the thing is I'm just sick of the world right now. Go to any news channel and chances are there's more bad than good going on in our society. Not only that but whenever I foolishly trusted someone enough to give them my heart, they would stomp it into the dust right in front of me. I've been with cheaters, liars, abusers, day trippers and many others.

Probably my worst experience with someone was my last boyfriend Alex. Things had started out perfect between us, we had so much in common and he seemed so understanding of my flaws. It seemed like the beginning of a new era where I could learn to trust again. Then Alex just had to go and break my trust. Seven times as a matter of fact. I caught him with different men seven whole times and he continually tried to deny it each time even though it was blatantly obvious. Needless to say, I left the relationship as quick as I could before there was an eighth time.

At this point I've almost given up on love entirely.

I say almost because of this one guy I met a year ago. Out of everyone on this f*cked up planet, he was a breath of fresh air. But I haven't seen him since that night. His beautiful brown eyes and smile prevent from ever forgetting about him.

I used to work at this night club where I play the piano and sing a little bit for mood music. It was a steady job but nobody really ever paid attention to my music anyway. I got a good paycheck so I guess I shouldn't complain.

One night though, it started as normal as any other, I sat at the piano bench and began to sing and play. As per usual the audience paid little attention. They made out, drank, and grinded on each other. It made me sick to say the least.

I really hated this job because I had written all these songs that I was proud of but nobody desired to hear a single chord.

After about a half hour of absentminded playing, I started getting lazy. I messed up notes, I tripped up a few rhythms, and I messed up some lyrics. At that point I didn't care to put in a whole lot of effort. Eventually I just gave up and stopped playing. I clearly wasn't having the best of days. I sat and stared at my hands in my lap in a daze.

I was snapped out of it when I heard someone sit at the table nearest to me. It was a short brunette man wearing a blue plaid button down, black skinny jeans and combat boots. For some reason he stuck out to me out of everyone in the crowd. The first thing I noticed was how timid he looked; he was very fidgety and he played with his fingers. The guy looked up at me with big sad brown eyes and I felt my heart almost clench. He occasionally turned his head and glanced back behind him as if he were hiding from someone.

I felt sympathetic so I thought that I could play something to maybe bring up his mood. I thought for a minute and then played a song I wrote a while ago that was more upbeat and fun than what I've been playing before. And he actually listened! Nobody else did, but it meant so much to me that he cared. I could see the small smile grow on his face and a smile grew on mine as well.