Pentatonix one shots

Water (Scömìche)

Mitch POV

I can't take this any longer
I need I need you like water
It's on the tip of my tounge
I'm not asking for much
Just your love and not another
Cause your embrace keeps me warmer
Would I tell you this time
How I wish you were mine

The November air was crisp and cold. I was walking... just walking. Not knowing where I'm going, but i was already lost. I had already lost. I lost everything. I lost my life. I lost my soul. I lost my happiness .... i.... i lost him. And all that was left was a little lifeless old me.

I mean sure. People break up all the time. Even me, i broke up with several guys in my life but still. This was different... he was different. He made my life different. A good different. There was something about him. Something that will always be with me even though he isn't. Love. I never loved anyone in a boyfriend relationship before. And all my life i thought that i would never love anyone and forever be alone with a bunch of cats running around my feet. But i met him. I loved him. I still do. I never stopped loving him... all my life i never stopped.

I remember that night we broke up. It was all my fault. I started yelling at him cause i thought he was cheating on me since i saw him at the mall with another guy, awfully close to him i would rather say. We faught and he told me that i didn't trust him and i ran out of the apartment. Too bad i didn't know he was shopping for a present for me for christmas. I felt pain that night. My fault... always my fault. I was guilty. If it wasn't for me we would still be together right now. Enjoying eachothers company and talking and... being together. But noooooo. I'm here holding back tears while he's happy.

That night he didn't call me and i didn't call him. He didn't talk to me and well... I tried to talk to him. At least i tried. He ignored me so i did the same. I'll never forget that day. I cried and cried. Didn't stop crying. Didn't eat, didn't sleep, didn't get out of bed. I was killing myself harder than he had ever killed me with his love and his words and his actions and- everything.

A few weeks passed and i still wasn't over him. I wrote a song about it but i didn't want anyone to know i wrote it. So what did i do? I gave it to Kirstie. She didn't accept at first but i told her why and she agreed. The song fitted her voice perfectly. I wrote it, worked on the melody and also the parts for the band and it was finally done. I was proud yet sad.

The song... i called it water. Because with all the tears i cried over him... i could have filled a river. Not just that.... it was because water is an essential in life...75% of our bodies are made up of water and you can't live without it. 75% of my life was made up of him and his love and everything that he did and i couldn't live without him.

I just can't stop blaming myself for everything. I don't just remember the day we broke up.... i remember the day we had first met. Kirstie and i met at Starbucks. I saw him.... his blonde hair, crystal blue eyes that you would just get lost in, the tall hotness. He was wearing a cute shirt with action heros on it. I found it adorable. We started talking to eachother cause he recognised us from choir class. We both clicked immedeatly and became best friends. I felt a tiny bit of a crush on him but i thought it was nothing.... little did i know it was love.

The day we met was really important but the most special of all was the day he asked me out. A lot of our fans and also friends.... members of pentatonix aswell, shipped us and called us Scömìche. We thought it was funny. We thought it was just a joke. We thought it would dial down a bit. But that was the opposite of what happened. People bombarding us with questions... are you dating? Are you guys a couple? When will you ask him out? Are you two together?

This was all on the YouTube channel we have called superfruit. And that was when he asked me out. After a video. One of our first videos ever. We were doing the tin can challenge. Right after that video he pulled me close to him and asked me out. Asked me, Mitchell Grassi, to be his boyfriend. Just his and only his. I obviously said yes and he kissed me, despite smelling and having the breath of liver and various other meats from the cans we just ate.

I also remember that feeling. Butterflies in my stomach. Blushing harder than i had ever blushed before. Cuddling side by side, next to him, my head on his chest. He told me he loved me that night aswell. You would think that it might have been too early but i loved him for years, and he told me he also did. We slept in one bed. Not in that sense... we cuddled the whole night and he hugged me tightly and didn't want to let go of my tiny waist. Today could've been our anniversary. Our three year anniversary.

Five letters. Those five letters made my heart beat faster and my stomach hurt and my knees weaken and.... they made a huge smile appear on my face. Scott. Those five letters made me smile back then. Whenever i heard them i would smile and smile and smile... it was impossible for me to stop smiling after hearing that word... those five letters. But now they make me cry and remember all the memories we had together. We still live together and still upload videos on YouTube.

When we're around eachother it's as if nothing happened. As if we never dated. As if.... as if what we had just dissappeared... never existed. It's better than fighting or ignoring eachother i guess. The thing i hate the most is the change... even though we act as if nothing happened between us. He used to make me laugh, now he makes me cry. The thought of him hurts my... my chest... my lower chest.... my lower left chest.... my heart.

Kirstie told me that there was still a chance. Oh how i wished there was still a chance. I believed her and she told me to tell him how i feel. I put on some courage and went to talk to him but after a while... he proposed. I felt hot tears run down my face. I was shocked.

And now here we are. He looked handsome in his tux smiling and well.... he was happy. My dream wedding.... dream. We're at the wedding and I'm singing water right now.... the song i wrote about him. I was singing it cause Kirstie lost her voice so i was the only one who sang and Avi played the guitar for that song and Kevin beatboxed. At the reception of the wedding.

Scott and Alex's wedding.

Would i tell you this time
How i wish you were mine

Hey loves!
So i have never in my life written a depressing one shot buuutttt.....
I got this idea from the comment of the last post from TheAnimeCrew69 😄😄😄
Thanks for the idea... genius. And also thank you to you for reading.
Again... if you have any ideas please leave them down below because it really does help.
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