Chapter 53 | Heartbreak

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Mitch's POV

"Hey there cutie..." I say going up to a cute blonde with a glass of chardonnay.

"Hey there..." He turns around giving me a smirk.

Wow, he looks like Scott.

No. Stop.

I really need to get drunk...

 "I'm Mitch." I say smiling, hopefully showing off my dimples.

"I'm Jackson."

Probably a name that I'll forget in a while.

"Hot name for a hot guy." I say sipping my wine.

"Can I buy you a d-" He paused before facepalming softly, "You already have one."

"No it's fine, I need a stronger one anyways." I say smiling as he grins at me.

He goes up to the bartender to order some drink that hopefully will make me forget.

Scott's POV

"Bye babe." I say as I kiss him softly.

I could feel him deepen the kiss but I just didn't want to yet. I mean, we've done it before but it's been rough... And confusing.

I break the kiss as I give him a smile. I could tell he was disappointed but I just shut the door.

I walk back to the couch and check my phone. 

Still no texts from Mitch.

It's getting so fucking late. Where is he?

I look at the time. 1 52am.

Is he even going to come back?

What if he's fucking another guy right now?

I frowned as I pulled my fingers through my tangled hair. I shouldn't even be thinking about him right now.

Images of Mitch being kissed by another man started coming up. His perfect body being pinned onto a wall.

I felt a pang of jealousy as my chest got heavier. I felt tears prick my eyes. 

Is this heartbreak?

It can't be.

I stood up to walk to my room. I looked at the bedroom wall. I lifted my hands to wipe away some tears as I curled my fingers into a fist, ready to punch the wall.

I took a clearer look at the wall.

Mitchie really likes this wallpaper... I remember when he chose it to cover the old one that looked like moss growing on rock. 

I miss him already...

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I woke up to the front door slamming shut and the sun in my eyes as I heard footsteps coming into the house.

He's home!

I jumped out of bed feeling like a child.

"Mitch?"

"Yeah Scottie?" he said causing me to smile.

"Where were you last night?" I say trying to be casual.

I don't even know what happened last night. I felt like I was so caught up in my emotions...

"The bar... Then someone's house."

"Mitch..." I said softly as I felt the pressure on my chest again.

No... I need to be the best friend.

"Was it good?" I asked forcing a smile as I felt my heart ache.

"It was..." he said smiling pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"But it was a one night stand right?" 

"Actually... I was planning for it to be. But when we both woke up, we talked for a bit and exchanged numbers. He's pretty nice, but we're going to stay friends. I'm not ready yet, and he isn't either."

I frowned.

It was suppose to be one night. Not friends with benefits.

"What's his name?" I ask, staying calm even though I could feel tears.

"Jackson." He said looking through his phone.

When he looked up at me, he frowned.

"Scott? Are you okay? Are you crying?" He asked worried.

"No, no. I'm not. I just yawned." I lied looking away.

I heard his phone vibrate. He looked back as I peeked over his shoulders.

Jackson.

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(When you read this below, all the things I talk about would have happened a few days ago, as I wrote this chapter and A/N earlier on. But I use this to rant, so feel free to skip.)

Hey guys!

How are you all?

I feel like absolute shit. I'm currently on holiday in Sydney (leaving tomorrow) and my sister dropped her phone down an elevator and all this bullshit fights between my sister and mum starts. 

It's great...

Anyyywayyysss...

I joined a pentaholic group chat a few days ago and so far, I really like it. I feel sorta weird though because there are already so many people in it that already know each other pretty well, while I'm here trying to figure out everyone's names. But nevertheless, I quite like being in it, everyone is really nice. :)

See you guys next week. Thanks for letting me rant.

Love you

~Lynn :)
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