July's POVI woke up in the middle of the night, feeling a bit weird. It was 3 AM, but I heard voices from the living room. Probably Kevin and Avi? No, it was a female voice. Kirstie? Whoever it was, I didn't want to bother them, but I was really thirsty and I couldn't sleep anymore, so I went to the kitchen, as quietly as possible.

''July?'' Kevin obviously heard me. I swear, he can hear everything! And, well, his ability is not helping me at all.
''Hey. Sorry if I'm bothering you and..?''
''Katie. She's staying here for tonight.'' he smiled.
''Oh, okay. However, sorry if..you know what. It doesn't matter. I was just thirsty. I'll go back to bed now.''
He raised an eyebrow. Damn, he's going to ask questions again. I just hated this. I mean, yeah, I was grateful to have someone who cared about me, but I had no energy for those conversations.
''You have troubles falling asleep?''
''No, I told you I was just thirsty. Good night.'' I smiled.
''Okay. We'll be in the living room if you'll need anything.'' He hugged me. ''Good night honey.''
I went upstairs, found my headphones and pressed the play button.
(A/N Superfruit's version of Happy Little pill!:))


Kevin's POV
I knew she wasn't alright. But I also knew she didn't want to talk about it...or maybe she just didn't want to talk about it with me? I honestly had no idea. And that was killing me. What should I do? Find a way and make her tell me what's going on? Leave her alone? Ask someone else to talk to her? Find her a psychologist? I'd literally do anything to help her if I just knew what and how.
When I came back to the living room, I saw Katie fell asleep. Nothing weird about it, she had an exhausting day. I covered her with another blanket to make sure she won't be cold and quietly left.
What now? I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep, I'd wake the girls up with cello or beatboxing, I couldn't concentrate on reading...so, probably for the first time in my life, I had no idea what to do with myself.
Then suddenly I heard the doorbell rang.  In the next moment, Mitch came in.
''Mitch? What are you doing here?''
Then I noticed he was crying. ''Mitchie? What's wrong?''
He opened his mouth but he couldn't talk.
''C'mon. You have to sit down. Tea?'' He nodded.
He sat on the couch and I made him a cup of tea, as fast as possible.
''So, what's going on?'' he looked really bad. But a few hours ago he was perfectly fine. What the..what happened?
''I-we..Scott and I-he...'' he started crying again.
''Shh, it's alright.'' I hugged him. ''Is something wrong with Scott?''
''No..''
''You two had a fight?''
''No..I mean, yes. Not really. We just...'' he mumbled something.
''What did you do Mitch?''
''He kissed me.'' he whispered.
Okay. I expected anything but this. ''He..what? Why?''
He had troubles breathing normally through the tears. ''We kissed. And then I...I told him I love him. But then he said he..he shouldn't do it. And then I went out and I ca-can't go back..I...''
His voice broke a little. I hugged him tightly.
''Shh Mitchie, it's alright. It's gonna be alright. You'll tell me about it later. You're gonna be alright.''
''But I do.'' he whispered.
''You do what?''
''I love him.''
Oh god. I hated seeing him like this. What was Scott thinking?
''You want me to talk to Scott?''
''No, don't tell him..or yes...I don't know.''
''I'll call him, alright? Wait.'' I caught his look. ''And don't do anything stupid, I'll be back in 5.''
I knew about his cuts. Depression. Everything. And in this moment...well, I just wanted to make sure he wasn't thinking about doing it again.
He just nodded.