(A/N, this video made me cry, so here you go!)

           "Baby! You gotta see thi-" Mitch was saying, stopping in the door way. "Oh, you're leaving today?"
Scott nodded. "I'll see you soon, okay, baby?"
Mitch nodded. "See you then."
Scott kissed the top of Mitch's head. "I'll be home in a few days, I love you."
Mitch wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "I love you too."
Scott fingered Mitch's dark bangs. "Okay, I really have to go now.''
Mitch nodded. "See you soon."
          It had almost been a week, and Mitch missed Scott like crazy.
He lay in bed, holding one of Scott's sweaters close.
Ding! went his phone.
Mitch picked it up, looking at his texts.
Mama Hoying: Mitch, you have to come here now, Scott's hurt
Mitch: I'm on my way rn
   Tears ran down Mitch's cheeks as he got in his car.
'Stay calm, stay calm.' He kept thinking. 'Be strong for Scott.'
Mitch drove as fast as he could, speeding down the street.
            "Babe! Slow down!" Scott had laughed a few days ago. "We're gonna get in a car wreck!'
Mitch had laughed also, his boyfriend's hand on his leg. "We'll be fine!"
              Mitch smiled a little, as he stopped at a red light. He pulled up a GPS for Scott's parents' house. "I'm coming, baby."
       It was going to be a 21 hour drive, but Mitch didn't care at all. All he wanted was to see his boyfriend again.
"Siri, call Connie." He said.
"Calling Connie Hoying." The phone said.
"Connie? You there?" Mitch asked.
"Mitch? Where are you?" Connie Hoying asked.
"I'm on my way to you, is Scott okay?"
"For now, oh, Mitch I-" She began, but heard someone yelling. "I gotta go!"
"Connie!" Mitch shouted, but she had already hung up. "Damnit!" He burst into tears again, trying to pay attention to the road.
            "Hey, baby, what's the matter?" Scott had asked, sitting down next to Mitch.
"I messed up on stage! The fans are gonna hate me!" Mitch had cried.
Scott rubbed his boyfriend's shoulders. "They're not gonna hate you, Mitchy, I won't let them." He kissed Mitch's head. "I love you so f--king much."
              Mitch had had 50 cups of coffee, and was almost to the Hoying house.
"Just hold on, baby, I'm almost there." He kept saying to himself, parking the car.
   He ran to the door, pounding on it. "SOME LET ME IN!"
One of Scott's sisters opened the door. "Mitch!"
"Where is he!?"
She grabbed his hand, running to a room.
     "BABY!" Mitch cried, holding his boyfriend close.
"Hey, babygirl." Scott said, running his fingers through Mitch's hair.
"Are you okay?" Mitch asked.
"I'm fine, just got hurt, I'm fine now." Scott said. "You came all the way here?"
Mitch nodded. "Twent-one hours in the car."
Scott's eyebrows went up. "You didn't have to do all that."
"I'd do it again, I'd drive for years, baby. I f--king love you." Mitch said, cuddling up next to him.
"I love you too." Scott said, nuzzling his face into his boyfriend's hair. "I'm glad you're here."