I Like Me Better when I'm With You (COMPLETED)

You know you could be mistaking me for somebody else

(Author's Notes: Chapter title is from All the Places by Made in Heights)

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"So what do you think, Will?"

Will tapped his chin with the pen that he was holding.

He hummed at Mitchell's question. "Yeah, sure," he said absently, trying to read the same lines that he has been staring at for the last few minutes.

"Will."

"Huh?" Will turned his neck to look at Mitchell who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, his back against Will's bed.

"Will," Mitchell said. "I just asked you whether I should watch a romantic comedy or a romantic drama for next week with Connor."

Will blinked. "Oh," he said. "Sorry. I was... just... a bit-"

"Distracted?"

Will looked back to the lines of words and sentences in the textbook on his lap that he supposed to be reading.

"Will?"

Will only gave Mitchell a side glance.

"What happened?"

"Nothing," Will said, stubbornly glared at the page opened in front of him.

"Will."

Will sighed and put his pen on the table. "It was nothing, really," he said as he leaned back against the headboard.

"If it was nothing then why you got so distracted?"

"It's just...." Will picked his pen up and fiddled with it again. "So, two days ago, on Friday?"

Mitchell hummed, signaling him to continue.

"There was this customer that... just walked into the coffee shop."

"AHA!" Mitchell half-shrieked, sounded ridiculously excited. He hopped up to the bed, mirroring Will, he sat cross-legged on the bed. I knew it!" He grinned at Will.

"So, tell me," Mitchell said as he picked up the textbook from Will's lap. He closed and put it away. "What happened with this customer? What did they do that make you couldn't stop thinking about them?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly at Will.

Heat creeping up his cheeks but Will still tried to glare at Mitchell.

"Mitchell! It's not like what you think!"

Mitchell waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, come on. Just tell me. Spill."

Will sighed. "So, do you remember that last Friday, it was raining in the afternoon?" Will started telling his best friend about Mr. Iced Coffee.

Ten minutes later, Will let out another sigh after he finished his story.

In front of him, Mitchell was staring at him, something that looked almost dangerous twinkled in his eyes, and his lips twitched like he was trying not to laugh.

"What?" Will said, half-annoyed at the funny look that Mitchell was giving him.

"He's cute, huh?"

"What?" Will's brows shot up. "Cute? No! Like... Every single piece of clothing that he had was in black! And just in case you forgot, he snapped at me and gosh, Mitchell, if only you'd seen the way he glared at me? Nope. Emo? Yeah, could be. But cute?"

"But he's attractive."

"Well," Will swallowed. "Not real-"

"Yes. You do think he's attractive."