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Don't Lead Me On

Sorry that I haven't updated in a while... I'm beginning to think I've lost my creative spark. Happy Holidays!

Mitch's POV

I smiled as I walked into my small apartment, immediately spotting a bouquet of flowers sitting on my kitchen counter. I turned the lights on and closed the door, locking it and throwing my keys to the side. I slowly walked over to the gorgeous flowers and picked up the note sitting next to the flowers. I sat down on one of my tall kitchen chairs and opened the letter gingerly. My name was on the front of it, and I smiled before I began reading. 

Dear Mitch - Day 284, 

At this point it's getting ridiculous; I'm going to spontaneously combust if you reject me again. alas, I told you that I'd deliver you flowers every single day until you finally gave me a chance. Yeah yeah, I know that you only like me as a friend and that I should stop wasting my breath(you've only told me that every day since I confessed my love for you), but I've told you again and again that I will wait. As long as it takes. I know you're my soul mate, and I know that you aren't too angry about receiving flowers every single day, because by now you would've blocked my number. Or kicked me in the balls. Either way, I'm in love with you Mitchell Grassi. Will you go on a date with me?

Scott H.

I shook my head and set the card down, grabbing my phone from my pocket and walking over to my couch, turning on the tv so I could have it in the background as I texted Scott. I still needed to make myself dinner as I had arrived from work later than usual, but I had a routine with Scott. 

This had all started a couple of months ago when Scott had come clean with me and straight up told me that he had feelings for the me; strong ones, at that. This had come as an astonishment to me, because I hadn't expected it. He had even told me that he was seeing someone but he didn't know the direction in which it was headed, so I didn't pry because I knew that Scott would introduce me when he was ready. 

Because of this, when Scott had sat me down one day at his apartment and confessed that he loved me and wanted to be in a relationship, I was shocked. I didn't really know how to react, and I had gently let him down. 

Don't get me wrong, Scott is a gorgeous man and any guy would be lucky to have him, but I just didn't reciprocate the feelings that he felt for me. He was one of my closest friends, and I trusted him with my life. But the thought of taking our relationship to the next level(an actual relationship) instantly made me recoil. I love Scott, just not in the way that he loves me. The way he handled my reaction simply showed me that Scott truly was an amazing guy. He didn't freak out, didn't yell at me, didn't get angry or even upset. His face fell for a couple seconds before he smiled and thanked me for being honest and upfront with him. Just as I was ready to leave, I saw him come out of his room with a single flower. He handed it to me, blushing, and told me that he was planning on giving it to me when I told him that I wanted to give our relationship a chance. Unfortunately, that was not the reaction I had given him.

And so, upon being rejected by me, he told me that he would do anything to get me to at least give him a chance. He vowed to send me flowers with a handwritten note every single day since the day I told him that I didn't feel the same way about him as he felt about me. And true to his word, not a day had gone since receiving that one single flower that I didn't come home to flowers and a note that beautifully demonstrated Scott's quirky and loving personality. 

Me: So i got ur flowers. The answer is no, for the 200th time

Scott: well I cant say im surprised. but hey, fight for what u love am I right?

I smiled softly at this. I knew that he'd vowed to do whatever it took to get me to date him. And yet I still couldn't place what was holding me back. I don't like him like that, that's all, I thought. There's nothing else to it.

Me: ur wasting ur breath.

Me: what happened to Jared? He seemed nice

I set my phone to the side and got up, walking into my kitchen for something to eat. I needed to have a quick dinner and then shower so I could go to sleep. I had another 11 hour shift at work, and I knew that consuming copious amounts of coffee would only lead to a full bladder and limited bathroom breaks. I picked up my phone to order takeout, since there wasn't very much in my refrigerator. I noticed that Scott had replied, and I rolled my eyes when I noticed that he sent 4 laughing emojis and 2 crying ones.

Scott: he thought I had money. Dipped when he realized im just getting on my feet

Me: I'm sorry

Scott: it's okay, besides there's this other guy that has my heart.. I'm just waiting for him to give me his in return ;)

Me: you're waaaay too cheesy

Scott: apparently not cheesy enough 

Me: i know. i'm sorry

Scott: Don't apologize, I know what I've gotten myself into

I didn't know much, but I knew that I'd have to cut him off eventually. But for now I'd enjoy it while it lasted. I simply didn't want to be cruel by letting him keep going with all this pampering. Figuring out my feelings had never been harder...

My phone buzzed, indicating that Scott had messaged back.

Scott: hey mitch?

I saw the three little dots, indicating that he was typing.

Scott: I know I initiated all of this.. but please, just don't lead me on

I sighed.