(Max)
After seeing Mitchell standing at my door and practically flinging myself into his arms, I couldn't wipe the goofy grin off of my face.
"You look so beautiful right now. I love your hair so much." Mitchell whispered before reaching his hand up, and twirling a lock of my strawberry-blonde hair around his finger slowly.
"Thank you." I squeaked, trying to keep my cool.
Mitchell's other hand was pressed flat against the wall behind me, caging me in with his broad shoulders as he stared down at me intently. I couldn't help but bite my lip nervously as he continued to play with my hair.
Oh god..why was he so cool and sexy? He was wearing a long-sleeved white t-shirt with black writing on it and black jeans with classic Converse. He looked so freaking handsome..I couldn't believe he
