Secret Friends (Scömìche AU)

He can't see you're here

*Mitch's POV*

"Why do you hate me?!" he asked. I did not know what to say.
I just stared at him for about 5 minutes with no words.
I was speechless. I didn't want to answer.

True. I do hate Scott. But why? I don't know that.

"Hmmm.......that is interesting question......." I started

"Answer the question Grassi!" he shouted

"I don't know. I just don't know." I confused myself. It was hard not to punch him.

But I stopped myself cuz he is stronger than me. He will beat me.

"You?" I asked "Why do you hate me?"

"I don't...... I am just kind of scared" he said quietly

" Scared of what? Of me?" I was already a little angry

" No, more of your words. Your leads actually." I was about to kick him out of the house

But I need this grade. This duet needs to be perfect.

" Lets just pick a song " I said almost screaming

He agreed. I hate him even more after mentioning this topic.

We looked at the list of the songs we need to sing.

1. Write on me by Fifth Harmony

2. Into you by Ariana Grande

3. I hate you, I love you by Gnash feat. Olivia O'Brien

4. Rise by Katy Perry

5. Love yourself by Justin Bieber

Oh grait. Almost all of this are love songs. Oh my God. I don't even know how his voice sounds like. I hope he is bad. I know I sound amazing, but I still want him to be worst them me.

" What a choice " Scott said

Honestly I agree.

"Sounds like we are a couple now, honey" I said sarcastically. It was a kind of amazingly awkward after I said that.

"Sounds like that is your biggest dream" he said

"Maybe" I felt like we were both blushing very hard. No reason.

We started singing. And here goes disappointment.

He souds amazing. We sound amazing. At least we are not going to fail. If I don't kill myself of course.

*Scott's POV*

Why is his voice so beautiful? He doesn't deserve that. Bad people should be bad singers. He is a devil with voice of an angel. Not fair if you ask me.

I saw something interesting in a corner of the room. A piano.

"You play piano?" I asked curiously

"I did, now it's just here because my friends think it's cool" Mitch looked a bit sad saying that.

Like someone is forcing him not to play.

We were singing for about 2 hours. We didn't talk a lot. We didn't need do. It was necessary to just say who sings what part. And we were good.

Mum: Scott where are you???!!!

She texted me. I can tell that she is angry.

Scott: Just practicing at my friends house

Mum: Mitch Grassi is not your friend! Is he??!!

She found out. Now I'm dead. My mum hates Mitch and his uncle even more then I do.

"Mitchell!" someone shouted "I am going to kill you"

"Oh shit, my uncle is home" Mitch whispered "Go trough the window. He can't see you're here"

"Okay...I guess" I whispered

"Don't guess.. Just do it. Now!" he looked like he was afraid to death. Why?

But I didn't want to waste time bothering. I just jumped trough the window.

I did not realize how high it was. It hurted like hell. But I was ok.

"Are you alive?" Mitch whispered from the window

"I know you don't care." I said fast and ran into my house

My mum looked at me like I killed someone

"It was for school, we needed to do it"  I said looking straight into her eyes. She laughed at me.

What is funny?

It's not like we are actually friends.

"You better be telling me the truth, young man. If you start to hang out with this boy you are not going to that music school anyways." That just doesn't make sence.

She knows that I am not going to be friend with Mitch Grassi. Never.

"Oh, and do me a favor. Take out the trash please?" Mum asked me.

I didn't need to answer. She knew I will do it.

I took the trash and walked outside trough the back door. The trashcan was in my backyard.

Weird thing was that we're sharing our backyard with the house next to ours. And that was Mitch's house.

I trew the trash and I turned around to go back inside. I didn't like what I saw on the other side of the backyard.

It was Mitch. Sitting on the bench.

Covered in bruises. Crying.

A/N: I just want to thank everyone who is reading this. It means a world to me. Lov ya all :)