(COMPLETE) Please, don't try to fix me. - Book 1.

4.

Scott's POV.

After I've walked out of the door, I wandered through the streets of L.A. I just walked and walked, not stopping for a second. I ended up here. A clinic for people who wanted to stop selfharm.

I think I want to, I need to be good enough and selfharm isn't good. That's why I entered this building. A beautiful woman helped me filling in some lists and she led me to this room.

When I walked in, I saw a brunette boy sleeping in the bed near the window. I softly walked to the only bed left, near the door. I caught myself staring at the boy, he was gorgeous.

I layed down on the bed, it was comfy. I wasn't tired, but my body could use some rest. I faced the door. Thinking about what was going to happen next.

So, I checked in this clinic. I don't know which programme I'm going to follow first. I sigh as I heard something shuffle behind me. I turned to face him. He was sitting up in his bed, our eyes met. He has these beautiful auburn eyes. I gasp softly.

"H-Hi..." He whispered.

"Hello..." I answered him, caught by his beautiful voice.

There was a short silence, so I decided to start a conversation.

"Checked in here too?" I said as I flashed him my most beautiful smile. I hope it's good enough.

He smiled at me shyly. God, he's adorable. Help.

"No, I didn't." He whispered.

"Oh..." I said feeling a little bit disappointed. Why?

"You did?" He asked.

"Yes, I did. It surprises me that you didn't." I said looking at his arms.

"Oh, that... I don't know yet... And it surprises me that YOU checked in here." He said checking me with his eyes. For any scars I think.

I smile as I lower my pants to show him the scars on my hipbones. He blushed and looked away.

"R-Right. You're smarter than me..." He said.

"I'm giving presentations at gigs. So, people look at me every day." I said and I smiled at him.

"Oh, I'm... Nothing..." He sighed.

"No, don't say that..." I gasp.

"It's true. I am a worthless piece of shit." He whispered.

"No!" I raised my voice. Shit, I've startled him. "Sorry. I mean, no. You aren't. You are gorgeous." I said.

He blushed again. Fuck, I'm single for a few hours and I already think like this. That isn't good.

"T-Thanks, I think. I'm Mitch." He said.

"I'm Scott. Nice name." I smiled.

"You've got a nice name too." Mitch whispered.

"I hope I can convince you to check in here too. I could use a gorgeous roommate." I winked at him.

What the fuck am I doing?! Am I flirting with him? How?!

Mitch looked at me with wide eyes.

"You're as smooth as sandpaper, but to join you... I could use a handsome roommate." Mitch said as he looked me up and down.

Now I was the one who was blushing.

"Thanks, I guess..." I chuckled.

Mitch giggled and that was like music to my ears.

"Cute giggle you have there..." I whispered.

Mitch smiled at me and our eyes met again.