Last for today... Shorter than the other 2 I just posted but still important. Scomiche are interacting more, yay! :)
Scott asked me a lot more questions and we ended up ignoring the television and just talking again. I felt my shyness fade away the more we talked and when it was nearing time for Scott to head home I felt myself get sad.
I learned a lot about Scott today. He loves Starbucks (like me), loves Beyoncé (like me), he wants to be a singer (like me), his favorite show is American horror story, his favorite shirt is a red flannel, he doesn't have any pets (like me), his favorite color is blue/green, his favorite movie is Jurassic park, and his favorite food is fried chicken.
Today I also learned how inaccurate rumors can be. Scott was the complete opposite of who people said he was. He may ride a motorcycle and be gorgeous, but he's nice and sweet and... So thoughtful.
I also got to open up to Scott about who I am. I told him about everything from my parents to my sexuality. When I told him I was gay he didn't really react to it aside from saying "One of my closest friends is gay. I always tell him to invite me out when he goes clubbing, but he won't because 'I'm not old enough.'"
I even told him how much I wanted a kitty and he laughed at me when I told him I wanted a hairless one. At least he didn't go 'Ew!' like Alex did when I told him.
We said our goodbyes and Scott did something I wasn't expecting, he hovered over my bed and gave me a hug. "Have a good night and get some rest, okay? Hopefully I'll see you Monday."
Yeah, says the guy who wasn't in class today... I considered questioning him but decided against it and just hugged back. "Thanks for coming to see me. I would have been super bored without you..."
He smiled. "No problem, Mitchy."
"You're squishing me." I said, my voice muffled by his shoulder.
On Thursday a nurse took me down the hall and I walked around for a good 20 minutes to get used to crutches. We received the good news that I could go home so we packed up my room and went to the pharmacy to pick up some prescription pain meds for me. The doctor recommended that I try and stay away from the meds because of how tiny I am, but I knew I would need them for the first couple of days. We checked out that evening and let me tell you, nothing beats stepping out of the ER after being there for 5 days.
As soon as we got home I plopped myself onto the couch and groaned. "My room is too far away."
"Sorry buddy. I can carry you." Mike offered.
I considered it. "Please? I want to shower."
Soon after a warm bath I was tucked into my bed, content for the first time in almost a week. I texted Alex and Kirst to let them know I was home and would see them Monday. I then opened my texts that I'd received from Scott about an hour ago.
Scotty: So you were right, strangers things is a great show. I'm OBSESSED.
Notice how Mitch changed Scott's name in his phone :)
I smiled. I had told Scott yesterday during one of our conversations about how I love that show and he probably would too because we had a lot in common.
Me: I knew you would! I'm home now btw.
Scotty: Well it's about time! How does your ankle feel?
Me: it's great, I still don't feel a thing.
Scotty: hey Mitchy?
Scotty: what are you doing this weekend?
Me: probably studying, idk. Why?
Scotty: want to go to Starbucks? You told me I need to try the green tea frap and I haven't yet, so would you do me the great honor of joining me for experiencing my first sip?
Scotty: Ya :) 10?
Me: Ok sounds good.
Scotty: I'll pick you up.
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Quiet & Riot (Scomiche)Fanfiction
They say opposites attract, so what happens when innocent, introverted and homeschooled Mitch Grassi, who dreams of being in show choir, clashes with Martin High's popular, extroverted and flunking bad-boy Scott Hoying? Will their differences help o...