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Something More

Teen Fiction
For Mitch Grassi, when one door closes, another is opened. Will he be able to find true love with his best friend?
Dylan...

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by SarahJeanneL
by SarahJeanneL
                                    
                                              *Mitch's POV*
                          What the hell was that?  I'm sure he was just being a nice friend, right? ... I wish he was more than just my "good friend". I seriously thought he was gonna say something romantic for a second there. Have I gone crazy?  I'm probably just being emotional after the breakup.
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                          I woke up from a buzzing sound coming from my nightstand. My phone was ringing. Oh no. Dylan's calling me. WHY IS DYLAN CALLING ME? Should I answer? No, I can't. I don't even want to think about him right now, let alone hear his voice. I'll just let it go to voicemail. 
                          My phone won't stop ringing. why wont he leave me alone?!? I have to answer the phone, he wont quit bothering me until I do. 
                          "Dylan, leave me alone."
                          "Baby, I'm so sor-" 
                          "DONT call me baby."
                          "Im so so so sorry. Last night... I...I wasnt thinking-"
                          "You never do..."
                          "I... I didnt mean it!!!"
                          "Do you not understand? Do you have ANY idea what you did to me?"
                          "Please! Mitch! Take me back! I'm miserable without you"
                          "..."
                          " I can hardly function without you!"
                          "... to be honest, neither can I."
                          "Yeah... and besides, do you think anyone else would actually want to be YOUR boyfriend?"
                          I couldnt believe he actually just said that. But... he did have a point. I obviously wasnt getting anywhere with Scott.  Besides, I could hardly live without Dylan. I didnt know what to say. I just hung up the phone. I dont even know what to think right now. I turned off my phone to reassure I wouldn't be getti g anymore calls from him, and I tossed it onto the bed. I need  some fresh air.. I put o some old comfy jeans and a grey t-shirt. I had my hand on the doorknob, when it was forced open. I jumped back and let out a yelp. Scott was on the other side "Scott! You almost gave me a heart attack!"He seemed distracted 
                          "Oh, yeah, sorry. Hey, have you seen Wyatt?"
                          "No,why?"
                          "I looked all over the house for him this morningm and I couldn't find him"
                          "Shit! He must've gotten out when I came home last night! I was just about to head outside,  maybe we could look for him"