Love me 'till I'm me again - (Scott and Mitch Fanfiction)

Chapter 10 - News

Hei loves.I know this isn't the greatest,it's kind of a filler to get to a point and it kind of leaves things hanging,but bare with me,it's about to get interesting.I'm sorry for the lack of fluff in this.Thank you a million for all the comments,they make me soso happy and inspired to write more.

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Mitch had always hated going to events with Scott and Jo.Seeing them together was painful enough - but when it was in public,at a fancy event,his pain level rose to a 'I need to get extremely drunk' kind of pain.Mitch was standing in the corner of a pretentious art gallery,glass of champagne glued to his hand,his eyes vigilant in following Scott everywhere he went without looking like a  well-dressed tiny stalker.

Not much time had passed since Scott came over to his house that night.However it felt like ages ago -perhaps because of how much the energy between them had shifted.

One minute they were themselves-Scott and Mitch,best friends,a lawky,slightly-awkward but successful blonde with a model girlfriend and a tiny,gay man who wore a lot of black and constantly made heart-eyes at his best friend,disregarding how inappropriate it was.It was simple (from the outside) and effortless,and it lacked complication ( if you were to ignore they way they looked at each other when the other one was oblivious)

And now they were Scott and Mitch,too attracted to each other to be just friends,too full of complications to be lovers,but too emotionally fond of each other to be friends with benefits.They were something,something that allowed them to make out every chance they got and to exchange knowing looks and hugs that were too tight and lasted a bit too long.

Mitch continued to love Scott fiercely,like his life depended on it,and now his heart was torn apart in two direction -on one hand,his affection grew immensely every day as he got to hold Scott's hand and observe how their bodies fitted together perfectly,and he never wanted anything to change -he was content.

On the other hands having to hide his feelings on a daily basis and abstain himself from whispering or maybe shouting from the rooftops about how in love he was with the blonde and about all the way he made him feel was getting harder and harder,to the point where he couldn't catch his breath and instead caught Scott's,kissing him for the hundred'th time.

He went from agony to bliss in matter of seconds -one minute he could swear he saw the same feelings  mirrored in Scott's eyes, maybe in his touches too,and in his voice;but then he'd turn around and casually kiss Jo and maybe make a work call after ;Mitch's heart would deflate like a balloon -a sad,pathetic balloon,in his opinion.

His jealousy was now worse than ever -he was trying his best not to hate her,because she wasn't at fault in that situation,but simply seeing them next to each other made him want to smash something or put his head inside an oven.

He was the one that didn't add up in their life - they had it all:money,influence,a relationship everyone worshiped,they were both drop-dead gorgeous,so to say Mitch felt inadequate was an understatement;his heart throbbed and his voice of ration kept screaming run,run,run.

That's exactly how he felt that night.They both looked amazing,and most importantly-they looked amazing together,so Mitch stood awkwardly in a corner,trying to get a buzz from some expensive,pink champagne and wishing he had asked Kirstie to come along.