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

9.

Mitch's POV.

My breath stopped in my throat.

"I am in love with you." Scott whispered again.

"I've heard you." I whispered back.

Silence.

I could hear our heartbeats, mine going faster than his.

He's in love with me? How?! How could he fall in love with a piece of shit?

"I'm sorry." Scott whispered.

"What? No. Don't be. It's okay." I said.

What am I going to do now? I can't tell him that I have a crush on him. Not right now. I'm not ready to be in a relationship, we need to work on ourselves first.

I shift a little.

"Scott? Are you really in love with me?" I asked as it was hard to believe for me.

Scott looked up at me.

"Y-Yes, I am." Scott said.

"That's sweet." I smiled.

"Sweet?" Scott asked.

"Yes and it's a little bit confusing." I told him.

"I don't know how it did happen." Scott said.

I pulled Scott closer, rubbing his back. I stared at the ceiling.

"Love just happens..." I whispered, it's true.

Words raced through my mind. What if we're destined to be with each other? What if this is meant to be? What if it doesn't work out? What if I am too shitty for him?

I start to have a panic attack. I can't breathe.

"Mitch? Are you okay?" Scott said as he looked up at me.

"N-N-No... Can't breathe... P-Panic." I managed to tell him.

Scott pushed himself up to sit against the headboard of "our" bed and he took me in his arms. I was a shaking mess by now.

"I'm s-sorry... Is this because of me telling that I'm in love with you?" Scott asked.

"Kind of..." I said.

"Sorry, Mitchy. I'm so sorry. I had to tell you. I couldn't handle it anymore, that's why it happened." Scott whispered.

I inhaled his scent. It's comforting.

"It's okay. I am not ready for a relationship, that's all." I said.

Scott pulled back a little and looked at me.

"Who's talking about a relationship? Yes, I am in love with you, but I am not pushing us in a relationship. I can't. Not yet." Scott said.

I felt relieved and Scott must have noticed it. He let out a chuckle.

"Good." I whispered.

"Is that what caused you to have a panic attack?" Scott asked.

"Yes. I am not ready to be in a relationship with you, Scott. I just ended one and I don't know if he will pop up suddenly. I hate to admit this, but I am scared of him. His words are still hurting me." I told Scott.

"Don't you worry, baby. I've got you. You deserve to be loved. To be truly loved. I can give you that, but first we need to get those words of him out of your beautiful mind. Let's not let him poison that. After that you might find someone who wants you to be his. It doesn't need to be me, I'll be okay." Scott said as he cupped my cheeks, forcing me softly to look at him.

Those blue eyes, lord help me.

"I-I... I d-don't want a-anyone else b-but you..." I whispered shakily.

Scott looked confused.

"Baby, what are you saying?" Scott asked.

Ugh, him calling me 'baby' doesn't have a great effect on my hormones. I so want him. Fuck my hormones, I hate being a man sometimes.

I sighed.

"Scott, I'm trying to tell you something and it's so hard for me to admit." I said.

"Please, tell me. I won't judge." Scott smiled.

"Scott, I have a crush on you..."