the book of fluff (that usually isn't)

garden

this is based off of something i saw on pinterest that was from tumblr oops

also does anyone really care about the cursing i feel really stupid censoring them

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trigger warning: mentions of suicide

Mitch was sitting in math class with his friends when it all started.

"Hey, Mitch," one of his many friends called, a smirk on his lips. Mitch looked up from the warm-up they were supposed to be doing and raised his eyebrows. "What do you want?" The boy snickered and threw him a balled up piece of paper, and Mitch caught it, confused. He eyed at the boy suspiciously for a few moments before he slowly unrolled the paper.

Mitch,
I'm in love with you, but sadly, I am only a little bug when you are a garden.

There was no signature.

Mitch frowned slightly and looked up at the boy again. "Where did you get this?" he asked, but the boy just shrugged with a wide grin. "Found it. On the floor. Whoever it is sure is desperate. I bet it's Hoying," he said, snickering. Mitch frowned more and carefully folded the paper up, putting it in his bag. "Don't say that," he scolded. "Scott's very smart. He's only a sophomore and he's in a lot of our senior classes, Cooper." The boy rolled his eyes, waving his hand in Scott's direction. "Whatever. He's still pathetic."

Scott froze from his place in the back. His heartbeat picked up and he cursed his stupidity, scolding himself for letting his papers get away. He didn't even notice the fact that Mitch had called him smart.

Mitch found himself thinking about the paper for the rest of the day. The words were both beautiful and heartbreaking. He wanted to find out who it was — maybe they were cute. He definitely thought Scott was cute, but the blond didn't seem like the type to write something like that. He was much too careful.

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As soon as Scott got home, he rushed into his room and grabbed his phone, opening the texting app with shaking hands.

scotland: kirstie, he found it
sent 4:01 pm

kirst: who found what
sent 4:06 pm

scotland: mitch
scotland: he found one of the notes
sent 4:06 pm

kirst: you mean the guy you're in love with??
sent 4:08 pm

scotland: yes
scotland: i'm freaking out
sent 4:09 pm

kirst: why?
sent 4:10 pm

scotland: if he finds out it's me he's going to hate me and i'll break
sent 4:11 pm

kirst: aw baby
kirst: he won't hate you
sent 4:12 pm

scotland: i'm the most hated person at school
scotland: you're my only friend
scotland: and now that you're gone there's not a day when i don't come home barely able to walk and my parents just make it worse
sent 4:12 pm

kirst: i'm sorry i had to move scotty
sent 4:13 pm

scotland: it's okay
scotland: i have to go, my parents will be home soon
sent 4:13 pm

kirst: okay scotty
kirst: be safe
kirst: i love you
sent 4:14 pm

scotland: i love you too
sent 4:16 pm