The Story Of Us

A mistake?

Mitch went home after that. I decided to not confront him about the bullying thing today. He needed space.

I ran up to my room and fell onto my bed. I stuffed my face into my pillow and screamed. It was muffled though so my parents wouldn't hear. What was going on in my head???

Whenever I was around Mitch I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that made me feel.... I do not have a crush on Mitch. I can not have a crush on Mitch. It just wouldn't be right.

I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my contacts, clicking on Kirstie's name. We had become close once the start of high school. She turned out to be amazing at singing too and loved musical theatre. All three of us were in choir together. She was just one of the funniest and nicest people I knew.
'Hey, Kirst. You wanna go into town later?' I text her.

I immediately got a message back.
'Yeah. Is Mitch coming?'

I had to make up a lie.
'He's out with family.'

'K. Meet you at Starbucks in half an hour.'

I went downstairs and into the sitting room where my mom and dad were watching TV, "I'm going out. See you later."

"Where are you going? Scott, wait." My mom called me.

"I'm meeting Kirstie in town."

"No, Mitch?" She asked.

"No, see you later." I rolled my eyes, walking out of the house before they could ask anymore questions. I pulled on my jacket and stuffed my hands in my pockets. I began to walk along the road.

I walked into Starbucks a lump in my throat. And sat down at a table waiting for Kirstie. I ordered a hot chocolate and when it came to my table Kirstie walked in.

She sat down in front of me a smile plastered on her face. That's when her face dropped.

"Scott, oh my god! What happened to you?" She said frantically her hand coming up to my face and her thumb running over the bruise on my cheek.

I explained everything to her. It felt like I had explained this story hundreds of times now and it was only 6 pm. Her eyebrows came together in a furrowed frown and she looked worried.

"Mitch isn't actually out with family like you said, is he?" She asked her hand slipping from my face.

"No, I want to ask you something, Kirst." I stated taking her hand in mine and looking down.

"What is it Scott? Is it something bad?" She asked.

"I don't know. Kirstie..... Will... Will you go out with me?" I asked swallowing hard.

She looked at me surprised. Her eyebrows looked almost as though they were going to come off of her face. Her mouth hung open.

"Um... I don't know how to answer that question." She said unsure. She bit on her lip, nervous.

"Just say yes." I stated smiling and leaning into her. Our lips touched and I felt nothing. There was nothing. I was always told by people I knew that when you kiss someone you like you felt fireworks. Or electricity. Whatever it was I didn't feel it.

When we broke away Kirstie smiled. "Of course I will Scott." She said. She leaned in again and we started to kiss again. Another thing I noticed was that my mind wandered. Shouldn't it have been blank?

When is this going to be over? I thought. I want to go home. I thought. I wonder what Mitch is doing. I thought. I hope he's ok. I thought. Why did I even come here? I thought. I hate kissing. I thought. It's so boring.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and broke away from Kirstie. It was Mitch.
'I need to see you.'

"Oh it's my mom. I have to get home. I'll see you later." I said. I hurried out of Starbucks and began to jog down the road.

I ran down Mitch's road as fast as I could. And knocked on their door. Mike answered. "Scott, I was wondering when we'd be seeing you." He looked down at me and his face fell. "Your face. What happened?" He asked.

"Oh, I fell. In school. Is Mitch here?" I quickly changed the subject. He obviously hadn't noticed the cuts on Mitch's face and I didn't want to put Mitch on the spot.

He nodded and I went through the door and up the stairs. Straight into Mitch's bedroom. He sat on his bed, his phone in his hand. He looked up and seemed surprised to see me.

"I didn't think you were coming." He whispered.

"Of course I came." I stated and sat down next to him. "What's going on, Mitch?" I asked, looking down at his hands which were shaking.

"I've got something to tell you." He whispered. "You must promise not to tell anyone. Not my mom or dad or your mom or dad or Kirstie. Anyone!"

"I promise, Mitch. Please tell me!"

"Well, I've always known I was kind of different. Whenever anyone in school talked about girls I ignored. Thought I was a late developer or something. I just didn't like girls like that. Then I met a boy. He was different and I liked him. I guess what I'm trying to say to you is..... Scott, I'm.... I'm gay."

I couldn't believe it. I would never have thought he was gay. "Did you tell the boys that were bullying you?" I asked.

"No, I think they guessed." He said looking up at me. A short silence fell on us. "I understand if you don't want to be friends anymore." He whispered.

"Mitch, of course I still want to be friends with you. This changes nothing. I will always be your friend, no matter what!" I said.

"Thank you." He said, his face returning to its normal colour. I pulled him into my arms and breathed out. I love you.... I thought. I wished I could tell him that.

Mitch moved over to his radio in the corner of his room and turned it up to full blast. We began to sing loudly together. Back to normal again. Just as always. Singing and joking.

My mind swam to Kirstie. Why did I ask her out? Why? It's not her fault that I'm confused! I'm going to ruin everything!!!!! I've made a huge mistake! I'm going to hurt someone!!!!

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