A/N: HEY MY SWEET LOVES!!! So, this story is really cool because I've never EVER written a story like this!! It's so different than the normal one's I write! Check out my 2 other scomiche books when you have time! OKAY ENJOY!!

Monday morning 7:00 AM

"Mitchy, I'm gonna miss you!"

"I'll miss you too, Scotty."

Mitch said as he put a very fake but, convincing smile on his face. Scott is going to Texas to visit with family, and his sister also had her baby just a few days ago! They were now just waiting for Scott's plane to start boarding, it wouldn't be much longer until Scott would be gone. 

"Mitchy, are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, I'm great!"

You see, that was the kicker...Mitch had just lied to Scott about how he was feeling. He wasn't even close to being 'okay', if anything he was the opposite. This morning, Mitch woke up not feeling good at all, he took his temperature by himself. By doing that, it determined that he had a fever of 102.2. Mitch still wanted to take Scott to the airport, he just would tell him about the fever and would get rested up when he got back home.

"Alright then, I was just making sure because you just look a little..more tired than normal."

"Well, of course I do. It's 7:00 in the morning, I'm SO tired! Stop worrying, like you always do! Go to your terminal before you are late!"

"Okay, but I need a kissy!"

Scott said as he tried to kiss Mitch, who doges it. He doesn't want to give Scott whatever illness he has, it makes Scott a little bit sad that he didn't get a kiss. But, his flight had starting boarding so he really had to go.

"Bye Mitchy, love you!"

"Bye Scotty, I love you too!"

Right when Scott walked away, Mitch took a deep breath because he was so happy that Scott didn't think anything was wrong. Right when Mitch got home, he flopped on the couch and took a much needed nap hoping it would help his fever go down. 

Monday afternoon 12:00 PM 

S: Heyyyyy queen just got off the plane!

S: So what have you been up 2?

S: Mitchy?"

S: Are you ok Mitch?

S: Sis, answer my texts!! 

After awhile Mitch felt worse, he desperately needed Scott. He woke up to his own phone dinging, in a cold sweat. Before Mitch knew it, he was on the bathroom floor hovering over the toilet throwing his guts up to the point where he fell asleep on the bathroom floor. It was Safe to say Mitch that was miserable.

Monday evening 6:00 PM 

"Scott sweetie, I asked you a question."

Scott's mom asked him, as he looked off in a different direction and was fumbling with his food. She could tell something was up with him, because he's been acting a bit strange since he had arrived.

"What? Oh sorry mom."

"Scott, honey, is everything alright? You seem very distracted."

"I'm just worried about Mitch, That's all."

"What is there to be worried about honey?"

"He's not answering my texts, that's not like him"

"He's probably asleep or something. Don't worry, baby."

"I hope so.....maybe I shouldn't have left him alone."

"Scott you seem tired, let's get you up to bed now."

"I'm going to text and call Him again, just to be sure."

"Okay, just get some rest."

"I will."

Scott went upstairs to his bedroom, quickly grabbing his phone and dialing Mitch's number into it. It's not like Mitch to be silent all day, so Scott just knew something was up.

"You have reached the voice mail box of Mitch Grassi."

"Dang it!"

Since Mitch hadn't answered his call, he decided to text Mitch again. Scott started to think that maybe his mom was right, that Mitch had just fallen asleep extra early tonight. That's what he hoped was the cause of all the unanswered texts, and calls were about.

S: Mitch, are you positive that your okay?"

1 missed call from: Scotty

Tuesday morning 9:00 AM

When Mitch woke up he was on the bathroom floor, he was nauseous but hadn't vomited sense last night. He managed to pull himself off the floor, and grabbed his phone from the couch where he had left it when he got home from the airport. Scott has tried to get ahold of him so much, but Mitch starts to feel very light headed. He makes a quick choice for himself, because no one else was there to give Mitch the help he desperately needs. Mitch types in the three numbers he'd never ever wanna call, 911.

Operator: "911, what's your emergency?"

Mitch: "Uh, Uh, Uh..I need help."

Operator: "With what, ma'am?"

Mitch: "I-I'm not a 'ma'am', I'm a dude."

Operator: "Oh, I'm very sorry. Can you tell me the issue?"

Mitch: "I-I-I've been really sick...and I just feel so light headed." 

Operator: "Okay, we've tracked your location and we're sending help."

No response

Operator: "Sir? Hello?"

Dead silence 

In Texas 9:45 AM 

Scott woke up and rolled over when his phone had started ringing off the hook, he read who was calling and it confused him a lot.

"What the heck? LA hospital?"

Scott: "Hello?"

Anna: "Hello, my name is Anna, I work at the front desk of LA Hospital. Is this Mr. Scott Hoying?"

Scott: "Yes, this is he."

Anna: "Alright, so you're the emergency contact for Mitchell Grassi?"

Scott: "Yeah...wait! Somethings wrong with Mitch?!"

Anna: "Yes sir."

Scott: "Tell me what's happened! Now!"

Anna: "Okay, just calm down a bit. It seems as though, Mitchell had called 911 at about 9:00 this morning. The operator said he had told her that he'd been very sick and was feeling light headed. There was an ambulance sent to his house, the paramedics found him passed out on the living rom floor. Mitchell has been taken to LA Hospital, and they are running test on him. Are you able to be here, as his emergency contact?"

Scott: "No, I'm in Texas! I'll call my other friend to be with him until I can get there, I will book a flight as soon as possible."

Anna: "Okay, thank you. Bye!"

Scott: "Welcome, bye."

After Scott had booked a flight home, he quickly grabbed his suitcase and started shoveling all of his clothes into it. He need's to be with Mitch, he just has to be! Once he was done packing, he rolled his suitcase into the living room shocking his mother.

"Good morning my dear, breakfast is done. Oh, what with the suitcase?"

"Mom, I know that I told you that I was going to stay for a week but, I have to go back."

"Why? What's the rush baby doll?"

"Mitch. Something is wrong with Mitch."

"What's happened?"

"The hospital called, he's really sick and I just have to go!"

"Okay, do you have a plane ticket?"

"Yes, my flight leaves in an hour. So, I should probably be leaving soon "

"Alright, I love you"

"Love you too momma."

Scott left his childhood home in a rush, trying to get to the airport.

A/N: AHHHH! THIS CALLS FOR A PART 2!!! That will be coming out next Saturday, just so y'all know! If anyone who's reading this has a request for me, please comment or message me!! I'd love to write a sickfic with someone! BYE!!!