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One-Shot

A/N: so this is a one shot I wrote a while ago and I don't really have the time to make another one shot book so here's this little one shot for you guys❤️

..P.S. Everything that Scott's girlfriend says hurt my heart so much to write... I hated every second of it...

OK ENJOY READING!!!

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I'm woken up by the sound of someone dropping a pan on the floor of my kitchen, "SHIT!" Yelled Mitch, my best friend. As I walked out of my room, after brushing my teeth and throwing on only a pair of sweats that hung low on my waist, I am hit with the smell of coffee God I love this kid I think to myself as I'm walking down the hallway. "Morning" I say to Mitch "hi" he grumbles. "How much of it did you burn?" I ask. "Everything except the eggs." He mutters. Mitch had a thing of burning things in the morning. "Is Ingrid coming over today?" He asks. "Ya. We're going shopping, want to come?" "I don't feel like 3rd wheeling today. And I don't think that chick likes me." "Well she should like you. She always says how sweet and funny you are..." That was a lie. I agree with him. She thinks he is annoying. I hate it that she thinks that. "Ok well I'm going to Starbucks with Kirstie, I'll see you later?" He says. "Ya, bye" he grabs his keys and leaves me to my thoughts. If only he knew how much I love him. I get myself some coffee and eat the only thing he didn't manage to burn as I think of his perfection.

~Two days later~

"What do mean your gay!?" My girlfriend yelled. I just told her that I couldn't go out with her anymore because I was gay. "How could you do this to me!? Your a disgusting fag! I can't even stand being by you right now!" I just sat there on my couch taking all of her insults while she paced my living room. She laughed to herself. "Your probably fucking that little twink Mitch aren't you" I stand up with my voice dropping an octave or two, becoming dangerously low. "Don't you DARE say something like that about my best friend." "And who is going to stop me?" She said. "Get the fuck out." I said. "Gladly." She picked up her bag and strutted out of my apartment. I hear a door open and close softly and feet padding softly against the hardwood just before I feel Mitch's little arms around my waist. "I'm so sorry." He says softly. "And thank you. For sticking up for me. She doesn't deserve you at all. I'm sorry but she was a bitch." I chuckle a bit. He always knows what to say to make me feel better. "Why can't I find someone right for me?" I say. "God is just saving you for the best Hun. He just hasn't found anyone good enough to love you yet." He says. "Mitch?" I say quietly. "Yes?" "I love you." "I love you too bæ." "No. Not as a friend..."

He falls silent. I'm so scared that he will reject me. Within moments he speaks, with his eyes full of lust. "I love you too." I lean in and connect our lips. I feel fireworks erupting thought my body.