Scott's POV
I run Mitch into a hospital room and nurses instantly come to see him. They decide to do an ultrasound. "Scott, may we ask you to step out for a moment?" A young nurse asks. "Y-yes, of course." I say walking out of the room, leaving Mitch sick and scared. I pace nervously back and fourth in the hallway, waiting for the nurse to tell me that Mitch was okay. After about ten minutes, the door opens. "Scott, you may come in." A nurse says. Mitch's head was in his hands, crying. "W-what's wrong?" I ask, walking towards Mitch. "I'll give you two a few minutes." A nurse says, walking out. I instantly hold Mitch's hands. "Mitchy! W-what's wrong?!" I say. "I-I..." he can't Finnish his sentence. "S-Scotty... I-I don't want t-this..." he sobs. What is wrong?! "Mitchy, calm down baby boy. Tell me what's wrong." I say, rubbing his back. "Y-your go-going to be a daddy." Mitch says, crying even harder.
But how?! That can't be my child. It just can't be. I don't say anything, because I don't want to make Mitch more upset than he already is. "I-It's okay, Mitchy... we can do this." "N-No... I-I can't..." He says, gripping at my hand.
A/N: Hi y'all! Sorry for the short chapter! I've been super busy with school today! New chapter coming tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Scömìche's Child
FanfictionMitch and Scott are currently on their honey moon in Hawaii. They leave in 5 days and are having the best time ever. One morning, Mitch wales up with a terrible stomach ache. He isn't quite sure why, but refuses to go to the get his stomach checked...
