"He kissed me and there was nothing in the world that could explain how badly I wanted his lips to be Mitch's."

Scott and Mitch are perfectly happy and in love. What happens when fate takes an awful turn for the worst? Will they live? Will they die? Will their memories be gone? Or will things go back to normal? This was my first Scomiche fanfiction, sorry for any inaccuracies. My other works are better, I promise!