Mitch's POV
When we get to our apartment that we share, Scott walks into his room and slams his door shut. What was wrong with him? He's been quiet the entire walk back, keeping his jaw clenched. I knock on his door, slowly opening it.
"What the hell do you want?" Scott asks, not looking up from his lit-up phone.
"Scott, what's wrong?"
"Oh, I don't know. I'm not the one flirting with some random stranger!"
"Why are you yelling?! And why do you even care?! I wasn't even gonna call him!"
"Why not?! He's charming, handsome, everything you've ever wanted in a guy!"
"Because he's not the one I'm in love with, Scott!"
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Make You Feel My Love - Scömìche
FanfictionI know you haven't made your mind up yet, but I would never do you wrong. I've known it from the moment that we met. No doubt in my mind where you belong. I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue. I'd go crawling down the avenue. No, there's nothi...
