Mitch's pov
We walked into the apartment and Scott walked me over to his couch. "So," he started, "talk to me about it." I hesitated but I couldn't hold it in, I broke down and started crying, failing to form any real words to explain.
"I'm sorry." I muttered. I was in his arms, crying into his shirt.
"Sorry? Why are you sorry? You haven't done anything wrong."
"You shouldn't have to be here with me. I'm a mess. I don't deserve you Scott. I'm sorry that I can't do as much for you as you do for me."
"You're crazy you know?"
I looked up at him, and we locked eyes. "What?"
"You think you're not good enough for me, but I think that I'm not good enough you. Trust me Mitchie, you're perfect, nobody is better. I don't think that you're a mess at all. And I know I don't have to be here with you , I want to. I want to be here for your ups and your downs, and I will be, always."
I smiled, my cheeks growing red. We were still staring into each other's eyes until he broke our gaze by sliding his eyes down to my lips. He leaned down and placed a kiss on my lips. "I love you Mitch."
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An Unfortunate Turn For The Better
FanfictionWhen Mitch gets his heart broken, will Scott take his chance to sweep Mitch off his feet like he's been wanting to do since they were only 16 years old?
