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So he had a boyfriend. I don't know why but felt a little jealous. I guess I shouldn't feel jealous, it's Scott's life. I just wish I could've seen this relationship grow.
"It's nice to meet you, Mitch" I flashed a fake smile.

"Scott, can I talk to you in the other room, please" Mitch asked in a demanding tone. Scott obliged and followed him into the other room. I watched them exit the room. I rolled my eyes once he left the room.

I honestly didn't like Mitch. Not in the slightest. Even though I've only known him for 2 minutes, I don't like him at all. I know I should be happy for my friend for finding love, but not with someone like Mitch.

I could tell that he didn't like me. From once he first caught eyes with me. Clearly the feeling was mutual.

I could hear little bits of speech coming from the other room. It sounded like Mitch was doing all the talking. Scott probably couldn't get a word in.

After 5 extremely prolonged minutes, only Scott came out of the room. The emotion on his face was surprise mixed with relief. He came and rejoined me on the couch. "Sorry about that" He apologised.

"What was all of that about?" I asked.

"Don't worry about it" He answered shaking his head.

I looked at the time and saw that it was midnight. "I think I'm going to go now, Scott" I stood up.

"You can't go now. It's raining real heavy" Scott held my arm softly as he protested. "Stay."

I could feel a small tear form in my eye as he asked me. "Ok, I'll stay" I sat back down.

I was finally back with my happiness. Unfortunately. Happiness was accompanied by jealousy.

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