Adopted

Friendship Goes Long Ways

  A/N This is for how amazing you guys are. Now, enjoy!

Mitch's POV

  It's been a week, phone calls left and right, trying to figure out what is true and not true. The information spread so fast it was already on the news. And they all believed it!

  My parents even called me! I was scolded for having a pre-teen "girlfriend." Yeah, I may have forgotten to mention that I adopted a child to them. Oops?

  In just a week, our careers have been crashing down. I really hate paparazzi right now. Technically, I never really liked them before, but now, it's on a whole other level.

  Luckily, we haven't had any issues with the police yet. Which is good. I hope we never have to.

These are the types of things I was scared of as our careers boosted. It was always having a big lie about me. Paparazzi is what always scared all of us.

We see magazines everyday, and we see the covers. Most are personal. Like a date, a family reunion, or walking out of their house, and more.

We never wanted that to happen to us. We always hoped that the paparazzi would never turn in that direction towards us. I guess, we can stop worrying about that happening because it already did.

And the fact that they hurt my daughter in the process, makes me want to strangle them. Even though, we all know, there's not much I can do.

Everyone who's contacted me, are still skeptical. They, sadly, don't believe me 100%. It makes sense though, I never mentioned anything about having a daughter.

Right now, we have no way to clear this rumor up. Twitter doesn't get us far at all. Everyone would just keep saying things, no matter what we do.

Lucky for us, the YouTube community actually does. We have Todrick, Tyler, Ricky, and pretty much everyone who's been in our videos and their friends believe us. Each one of them rounded up a group of fans on Twitter, and all those fans believe us.

These fans go around Twitter and pretty much start fights with someone who's believing the rumor, more like lie.

I think we beat our own records on how many Tweets sent in a week. Our phones are always getting notifications. At first, it was just me, but now it's the whole band.

I am so glad that I didn't get Skyler a Twitter account yet. I will eventually, but definitely not now.

Scott and I have been so busy with this rumor thing, that we skipped an episode of Superfruit. Tragic, I know. Right now, our minds are somewhere else.

Now, when I go out, I am not being recognized as "Mitch from Pentatonix." Now I am being recognized as "The guy who's not gay anymore", "The guy who's dating a pre-teen." It gets worse from there, trust me.

Right now, Skyler is hanging out with Riley and Vanessa (Riley's girlfriend). So I am home with only Scott.

  Again with the blowing up of the phone. My eyes are starting to hurt.

  "This is disgusting. He's already chose to be 'gay' and now he's chosen to date a child. People like him should never exist."

  "Just because you are 'gay' doesn't mean you can date a child to cover it up. Makes you more worthless in this world."

  "Why did Scott chose to be friends with Mitch? Scott had enough time in his life to not be his friend anymore. Mitch doesn't even help Pentatonix. He's voice is useless. I don't even understand how Travis even loved him. It's sickening. Mitch Grassi just die already!"

  There were so many more tweets like those. Never had I have people tell me to die. It hurts. My heart hurts. Is that normal?

I continued to read the Tweets, curiosity getting the best of me. I continued reading until it was too much to handle.

With tears flowing out of my eyes like waterfalls, I threw my phone on the floor.

"Scott!" It sounded more of a wail of pain than a shout. In less then 5 seconds, I was hearing loud footsteps coming closer to my bedroom door, he was running.

"Mitch!" He shouted as soon as he saw me. He walked over to my bed and sat down right next to me.

  As soon as he pulled me into a hug, I lost it. I was now crying harder and shaking more. Scott whispered soothing and comforting words as I continued to cry.

  Soon, I couldn't cry anymore. I was emotionally drained and now just wanted to cuddle with Scott and sleep.

  "What happened? You don't have to say, if you don't want to." That's what I love about Scott, he will never force you to do anything.

  I pointed towards my phone, that was still on the ground. I refuse to touch that phone.

  I saw confusion etch on his face as he noticed that my phone was on the ground. He picked it up and went straight to Twitter because it was already up. You could just see the sadness and anger in his eyes as he read through some of the tweets. I'm pretty sure we were thinking the same thing. I just nodded and he threw the phone to the wall, breaking it.

  "Mitch, don't listen to what they are saying. None of it is true. Your voice is beautiful and you do help Pentatonix way more than you think you do. This group wouldn't even work without you. Travis did deserve to love you, but I guess he just wasn't the one. You are not worthless in anyway. I love you Mitch, so don't think I would've ever wanted you not to be my best friend." Scott said hugging me closer, if that was even possible, we were pretty close as it is.

  "I love you too, Scott." I said as I got comfortable because Mama needs her sleep, right now.

  "And next week we get a chance to clear all this up because we have an interview on live TV."

  "Finally."

  "Go to sleep Mitch, I'll be here when you wake up." Scott said putting a blanket over us.

  "Okay. Goodnight Scott, I love you." I said as I closed my eyes, letting sleep take over me. The last thing I heard before I was fully asleep was "Goodnight, Mitch. I love you more than you'll ever know." At least I think that's what I heard. Soon, I was out like a light in Scott's arms.

A/N How do you like my Schömìche one shot? LOL. So did you enjoy that? Hope you did.
  I broke my own heart talking about him being gay the way I did and things like that. It hurt to even think about saying that. I did it though, got through it.
  Okay well thank you for reading, now let's all fangirl or fanboy together. (The story isn't over!)