A/N: I can't get this masterpiece out of my head after listening to it earlier, so I'll write about it.

"Scott, please come out here and talk to me." I said softly, leaning against his bedroom door. "No. Go away." He said, and I could tell that he was leaning against the door too. "Come on, Scott. You know that you'll feel better after talking." I said. He's been spending so much time alone, yet I never noticed until now. "Leave me alone." He said. "We both know that I won't. You might as well just come out here now instead of wasting time for both of us." I retaliated. "Yeah, I know. But I need to be alone right now, Mitch. I need time." He said, and it sounded like he was about to cry. 

"Okay." I said. "Really?" He asked, genuinely surprised. "Yeah. Okay. Just talk to me when you're ready." I said, looking at the door one last time before walking away. I waited until 9 before deciding to go check on him, knocking on his door gently, and calling his name. "What?" He asked, still not opening the door. "You haven't eaten anything since this morning, Scott. You'll starve yourself if you don't come out of there soon." I reminded him. "Why don't you let me make you something, and I'll bring it back here so you can eat something. Does that sound okay?" I asked. "Yeah, that sounds fine." He said, so I walked into the kitchen to start making something. 

Twenty minutes later, I heard his door open, and not long after I heard him walk into the kitchen. As I went to turn to him, he wrapped his arms around me, setting his chin on my head. "What's this about?" I asked. "Thank you. Thank you for helping me." He replied. I smiled. " You're welcome, Stephanie." I said. He stepped away from me, setting the pan I used in the kitchen sink. "Hey, Mitch?" He asked. "Yeah?" I replied. "Don't leave me alone." He said.

A/N:  Welp I ruined it. It also feels SO short after what I've written lately, I don't like it. 

P.S: After editing it it looks even shorter in paragraphs. I really don't like it. HELP.