Scömìche One-Shots

Why?

A/N- Ok, so this is about self harm so if you don't like that, then please don't read this one. I'll do a happy one next time. There's one reference in this. Bye Queens!

Third Person P.O.V
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Scott loved Mitch. Mitch loved Scott. They were too afraid of telling the other person. They walked through the park everyday after school. They were inseparable, always by each other's sides. But, this week was different. Mitch hadn't been at school for days, and Scott was starting to worry about his best friend. He knew Mitch wasn't feeling well the past couple of days, but he didn't know that it was this bad. Scott had been spending most of his time with Alex, so he didn't notice. Scott decided to call him.

"Hey," Scott said with sadness in his voice, "are you okay?" Mitch replied quietly, "Yeah. I'm fine. Just haven't been feeling great, okay?" "You've been saying that for days. I'm coming home right now." Mitch didn't respond, just hung up the phone, ran upstairs, and locked himself in the bathroom. He took out his blade and started the process he'd been doing ever since Scott and Alex began dating. Cutting over every scar he had, making new ones.

Mitch heard the knock on the door. "What?" "Mitch, are you okay? Can you let me in? Please?" He didn't reply. "Mitch, please? I'm scared," Scott said with worry in his voice. Still no reply. Scott gave up and tried to pick the lock with a paper clip. It worked!

"Mitch!" Scott knelt by Mitch with a shocked look. He had tears threatening to fall at any second. "Mitch, why are you doing this? Why?" Mitch stared straight into Scott's eyes. "You want to know why I'm doing this? I'm doing this because you and Alex have been going out everyday, and you're ignoring me. It's like I'm see through to you! Scott, so much has happened during the past week, and you never noticed. I tried to tell you so many things, but you never listened! Why are you doing this to me, Scott? WHY? I told you that I loved you, but you walked away! I knew I never should've told how I felt." They were both in tears now.

"I-I uh," Scott tried to answer. "That's what I thought," Mitch said sternly. "No! Mitch, I asked Alex out because I thought that you wouldn't feel the same about my feelings towards you," Scott cried. "How do you feel towards me?" "Mitchell Coby Grassi, I've loved ever since we were ten. I love your sass, your hair, your eyes, your smile, everything about you," Scott said. "Prove it." Scott took Mitch's wrists and kissed all of his scars, before looking into Mitch's eyes.

Scott took his face into his hands and leaned in. They both smiled. They kissed. And kissed. And kissed. And kissed. They pulled away, and looked at each other. "I love you, Mitch," Scott said.

"Why?"

"Because you're perfect."