Satisfaction

Chapter 16

POV Mitch

What the hell was that!? Thank God Scott didn't use my name in his speech but what was he thinking? I already told him that I was confused and needed to time to think; now I'm just more stressed than ever.

Doing a VIP meet and greet at the end of the concert was an absolute pain. I had to fake a smile while I dodged the 50 questions about Scott's confession. Some had a feeling it was me he was talking about and I did my best to deny it every time without seeming annoyed. Finally after two unbearable hours, it was over and we could finally leave.

Everyone else was planning on taking a taxi back to the hotel but I thought just walking back on my lonesome was what I needed, regardless of the distance. It was close to 10:30 right now so it was darker than I thought it would be outside. I was kinda nervous about walking by myself in this unfamiliar town but I didn't want to deal with anyone right now.

I thought more and more about Scott; should I give him a chance?

"Hey."

I jumped and squealed at the sudden voice. I felt my heart rate begin to skyrocket. Turns out it was none other than Scott following me around. "What do you want?" I demanded bitterly. I was not in the mood to deal with him. My hand gripped my chest in an attempt to come my racing heart beat.

The blonde shrugged, "It's dangerous to walk alone at this time of night so I thought I'd go with you."

I groaned and shook my head, "Thanks, but I think I can manage," I said, clearly becoming annoyed. I started walking faster to get away but Scott has much longer legs than me; it didn't take long for him to catch up with me.

"But--"

"I said I think I can manage," I asserted, raising my voice causing Scott to flinch. He continued walking beside me but now he wouldn't dare look at me. He just looked down at the shoes on his feet. I sighed. "I--"

"I'm sorry," Scott interrupted.

"Wait, what?"

"It was kinda dumb for me to do that to you, I know."

I scowled, "Well, I wouldn't go that far."

"But it was! I don't know what I was thinking."

"I don't either," I deadpanned with a shrug.

Scott grabbed my arm, forcing me to stop walking and look at him. "Can we please talk about this?"

"There is nothing to talk about!" I yelled, stomping my foot.

"You said you wanted to deal with this later, and later is now," Scott said as-a-matter-of-factly.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down and looked at Scott with half lidded eyes. He seemed to shrink under my gaze. "Fine," I sighed. He arched a brow. "Start talking then."

"Look, I'm sorry for being an idiot who can't make up his own damn mind. If I were you, I wouldn't forgive myself for the sh*t I said yesterday either."

"Damn straight!"

Scott chuckled slightly, "Well, at least you're honest."

I didn't crack a smile.

"Anyways, I meant everything I said on the stage, every word. I really do think you're an amazing person for putting up with me," I remained silent as he spoke. "I just felt like I had to do something to let you know that this isn't a joke. But if it really made you that uncomfortable, I'm so sorry."

"Okay," I said.

"Okay...? Okay as in you forgive me or...?"

"... I'm not sure if I completely forgive you yet but, well, it's a start. Fighting with you is a lot of work and I'm not into it."

I'm not going to lie, being mad at Scott for a long time is a really tough thing to do.

"Would you please give me a chance now?"

I looked down at the ground and nervously rubbed up and down my hairy arm. Scott bit his lip, waiting for my response.

"I don't know if I can do that..." I finally said, still not looking at him.

Scott took a deep breath. "Why's that?"

I contemplated just outright telling him what I was so afraid of but I didn't know how he might react to it. I wouldn't want him to be mad at me again. I really do like Scott, maybe even love him, but what if that changes? I couldn't do that to him, I refuse to lead him on.

"I'm afraid," I admitted, very tersely. I could here my own voice quiver.

Scott cocked his head to the side in confusion. He scratched his head. "What are you so afraid of?"

"Ever since Travis I've come to realize that I'm not the type of person who can just stay idle and committed to someone. That's been the same with my previous boyfriends too. I really like you as of right now, but I don't want to end up hurting you if that changes."

"That's what this is about," Scott said, nodding in realization.

"Yeah..."

"Well... why don't we only focus on the present and see where this takes us?"

"Do you really want to do this? I understand if you don't want to anymore."

"I know," Scott said with a blithe smile, "I do want to."

He gingerly took my hands in his and my cheeks darkened at his touch.

"Don't even worry about future. I'm more worried about whether or not I should kiss you right now in the present," he said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh my God, you're so dumb. Whatever, if you did it I don't think I would be too opposed."