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Cheat.

A/N: I need a name for y'all so comment ideas 😁😘

*Scott's POV*

"Goodnight everyone!" I yell and run offstage.

I grab a water and head straight back to check on Mitch.

"Mitch! I missed you!" I call and enter the dressing room.

He looks up at me with tear-filled eyes.

"Mitch?" I wheel over to him.

He picks up my phone.

"What? What is it?"

He hands it to me and I read the screen.

"Mitch."

He sniffles.

"I know this is upsetting, but we'll get through it together." I say and rub his back.

Avi and Kevin give me a look.

I show them the tweet.

The give sympathetic looks and exit the room.

"Mitch, it's okay. Just because they cancelled SpongeBob doesn't mean that we can't watch it on Netflix."

He nods.

"Also, I know that's not why you're crying."

He looks up at me with glassy eyes.

"I saw what they're saying about you. I know that you feel unwanted. I know that you think that you're a bad singer. That's not true. You are funny and talented, and I don't care how many times I have to say it, I'm gonna keep reminding you."

He lets his tears fall.

Then why did you cheat.

"What? Mitch, what do you mean?"

You and Alex. Together. I have pictures.

"Wh- what? Mitch, I would never..."

He shoves his phone in my face.

I see pictures of me holding hands with Alex Kirk.

"Mitch, these photos are old. I don't know why they're getting leaked now."

Liar.

"Mitch, we broke up two years ago!" I plead.

Then why are they out now.

"I don't know, Mitch. You know how people like to spread rumors." I feel my eyes tear up.

Don't talk to me.

"Mitch, please. I love you."

He gets up and walks out of the room.

I run my hand through my hair.

I get angry.

I pick up a vase and throw it across the room, shattering it to pieces.

I hear a knock at the door.

"Come in." I say quietly.

"Scott..."

"I know. I'm sorry."

"I know you didn't cheat." Kirstie says and sits beside me.

"Why won't he just believe me?" I say.

"You know how he is. You know that he's... different."

"We need to take him to the neurologist. There's gotta be some medicine he can take for his outbursts and depression."

"I agree. I'm going to go check on him," Kirstie says. "Don't break anything else."

*Kirstie's POV*

I walk through the halls of the building, trying to find Mitch.

I didn't want to scream for him and make him more upset.

I turned a corner and spotted a bathroom.

I stopped at the door.

I can't go in there.

I considered just barging in whilst profusely apologizing, but instead just put my hoodie on and tied my hair in a bun.

I open the door to find that no one is in there.

I check all of the stalls.

Nothing.

Where could he have gone?

The bus?

I text Scott to let him know where I'm going, as it's dark outside and the venue is empty.

I go outside into the frigid winter air (Christmas is in a week).

I open the doors of the bus to find the others already there.

"Mitch?" I question.

"In the back. He's just crying." Avi says.

I go to the back area and find Mitch lying on the couch.

"Mitch, baby. It's Kirstie."

He looks up at me with red eyes.

"Please don't cry, I hate seeing you like this."

He sniffles and wipes his eyes.

"Scott is upset because you're upset. He wants you to know that he loves you."

I love him.

"I know you do. I know it's hard."

I want to be home.

"I know. We all do. We'll be home in a month."

Christmas?

"We're having Christmas in London. It'll be great, I promise."

He nods.

"Come on. Let's go apologize." I say and stand up.

Mitch stands up and grabs my hand in his.

We walk to the dressing room and knock on the door.

Scott opens the door with a smile.

"Mitch has something to say to you." I say and nudge his shoulder.

I'm sorry.

Scott's eyes tear up. "I'm sorry too. I love you."

Scott motions for Mitch to kneel down and wraps him in a hug. Mitch starts crying into Scott's chest.

I decide to signal to Scott that I'll be on the bus and leave them to cry.

*Scott's POV*

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you so much and I was just scared-"

He puts his hand over my mouth.

Don't say sorry. I'm sorry. I made a big deal out of it.

"Well I'm sorry too. And I forgive you."

I forgive you, but...

My face drops. "What?"

This isn't working. There has been so much going on and I don't know if I can take it.

I feel my eyes tear up. Is he...?

"Are you...?"

I'm sorry.

I nod. "Okay."

Mitch gets up and walks out.

I wipe my eyes.

I don't deserve to cry.

I grab my crutches and carefully make my way to my bunk.

I lie down and tell myself that I don't need Mitch.

I tell myself that, but I know it's not true.