Scott never told him. He never told anyone what was happening to him. Maybe if he did the outcome would've been more different.

*Mitch POV* I knew something was wrong when I couldn't breathe. It was in the middle of our social studies lesson for the day, and I tried to take a breath. All that happened was worse suffocation. Being twelve, I didn't handle it well. I opened my mouth to try to speak, but all that came out was an odd sounding croak. My teacher hushed me. But someone sitting next to me looked at me and noticed how pale I looked, or noticed that tears were welling in my eyes and I was drooping. I wrapped my hands around my throat seconds before I blacked out. That was only the first instance. In the time that I was unconscious, my lungs filled with fluid and I almost died. I was out for nearly two days, and my parents really thought that I would die. I vaguely remember hearing my mom crying while I couldn't open my eyes, and my dad telling her that maybe it was just my time and they had to let me go. But then I woke up, and the fluid had been drained from my lungs. I spent a while more in the hospital, and in that time, my parents found out that I had cancer. It had been determined that I probably wouldn't live much longer, maybe three months at the most. The conversation was happening outside my room, where I was supposed to be asleep, but I still heard the whole thing. What I remember most is my mom's sobs.

"The sun and moon are joined in celebration; have you forgotten their affiliation? When you're not here to share your laughter with me I just can't find my inspiration." || Scomiche One-Shots, updated sporadically

A simple wrong number text that bloomed into something beautiful. You could call it a beautiful mistake. Book 2 of 'Wrong Number' Previously titled "Beautiful Mistake"

Mitch stopped walking and felt his mouth drop open when the familiar green eyes looked into his own. It felt like he was looking inside him. Like he knew everything Mitch was thinking. Like he could control him. Like he owned him. He looked over at Scott, who was glancing back and forth at the both of them, a proud smile on his face. And suddenly, Mitch couldn't breathe.

Caroline Ellstrom is a troubled teen with anger scarring her heart. Her parents disowned her after she came out as bisexual to them. Now, she's not the person she once was. She distances herself from people, and she doesn't know how to trust anymore. Can some very special people teach her that it's okay to let people in again?

Scott and Mitch just started dating. But PTX reps think it's bad publicity for them to have a public relationship. Will they listen to their reps or will they hide their romance? Completed but second book 'Broken' coming #soon

After Mitch leaves Scott alone at the alter the day of their wedding, Scott becomes very depressed. He thinks he'll never be good for no one. With being heart broken and the future of PTX becomes unclear with Mitch being gone, how far will Scott go until his breaking point? ~Book 2 to Bad Publicity

Scott had a new summer job in which he had to take care of kids with cancer. Then he meets a 16 year old boy named Mitch who had been there since he was 8, and his case hadn't been getting better, he even began to lose hope and only wants to die. What happens when these two meet each other?

Mitch was pregnant. Very out-of-the-ordinary right? Well of course, but... Everyone was there for him and the baby. Scott especially. For their baby boy. (Cover made by @demigrace_)