Your POV

"You know," Scotty began. "You can't be mad forever." He said with a sigh.

You look at him with a glare. How could he, your best friend, blow you off to hang out with a stupid girl.

You knew it sounded stupid but ever since him and this girl met you couldn't help but be jealous! She was stealing your Scotty. Your best friend of 7 years and she met him while he was wasted and she was half naked on the dance floor.

"(Y/n)." He said once more. You get up and walk out of the room. The silent treatment was the best thing you could use against him.

"Still not talking to him?" Todd asks you as you bump into him on your way out of the room.

You shrug your shoulders and make eye contact with him.

"You do know the whole time he was out with that girl he was texting me saying he wished you were there instead. That he felt bad for blowing you off. He even tried to leave early so you guys could hang out but the girl refused to let him go." He finished.

You sighed as you looked to your left. Now you felt horrible.

You let out a soft groan as you turn around and walk into the room.

"Come here you dumb nugget." You say as you open your arms.

Scott walks over to you and pulls you into a tight hug. "I promise I'll never blow you off to hang out with a girl. Ever again." He whispers.

You pull away and look him in the eyes. "Promise, Promise?" You ask him.

"Promise, promise." He repeats.

"Good."