**A/N**
Uuuuuugggggghhhhh I don't wanna go to high schoooooollllll halp meh EEEEEUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH...........!!!!!!
Ok I'm good.
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Mark's P.O.V
I woke to the sound of light rain pattering on the window and the roof above me. The storm had passed at least. Grey light filtered into the room, the sun covered by a shroud of clouds (lol) outside. I looked behind me at Jack. He was so cute when he slept... I could've sat here and watched him for hours without getting bored.
He had rolled away from he wall in his sleep and was now so close to me I could feel his breath blowing on my neck. His face was so close to mine I could kiss him...
I sighed gently, turning away again. Then I got up. I was still wearing Jack's clothes. I got out of his bed quietly and pulled my clothes from the door. They were wrinkled, but dry. I'd change back into them... I didn't want to keep Jack's clothes any longer than I had to... even though I loved wearing them. It was like a piece of him was with me.
I slipped off his jeans and put mine back on. Then I pulled the shirt up and over my head.
"Mfgh..." I heard Jack mutter. "Morning..."
"Morning." I replied, holding my shirt in my hand.
Jack sat up and looked at me tiredly. Then his eyes widened and a blush crept across his cheeks. I quickly put the shirt on and blushed back.
"You coulda kept mine on if you wanted to.." he said.
"It's ok. I'll wear mine. You were nice to me last night so..." I tugged the collar of the shirt."
"Nice..." he laughed, getting off the bed. "I'm your friend. Friends have each other's backs. I'd do anything for you-" he suddenly blushed, as if he hadn't wanted those last words to slip out.
I laughed, wrapping my arms around his neck in a hug.
"Don't worry bout it. I'd do anything for you too."
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First through fourth period went smoothly. Neither Jack or I got kicked out of class by Ms. Williams. We started to go towards the cafeteria when Jack snatched the sleeve of my shirt, grinning mischievously. I raised my eyebrows as he pulled towards to doors.
"I'll take you out for lunch today. I don't feel like eating the school's chicken anyway... it's probably dead pigeon." Jack said as we walked to his car. I giggled. Dead pigeon sandwiches.
Jack started the car and we started driving to the park. This had become a special place to us, I guess. He got out of the car and waited for me. Then we walked deeper into the park. The light drizzle of rain carried throughout the day. It felt refreshing, actually. Much better than the downpour from yesterday.
"I smell something good..." Jack said. We looked around until we spotted a new cart. People walked away from the car carrying ice cream, sodas, burgers, and some fries. Me and Jack smiled to each other. Then we approached the cart. We each ordered a burger and ice cream, then a soda and fries to share. Jack pulled a wad of cash out of his pocket, but I pushed it down. He raised an eyebrow as I put some of my own money on the cart and we got our food. We then walked to a bench and sat to enjoy our food.
"Why did you do that?" Jack asked. "You didn't have to pay for anything..."
"I know. I wanted to."
"But why?" He asked again, licking his ice cream. Oh god he looked so cute...
"Well, you left the school to come get me. You took me out of the rain. You profusely apologized to me for something with at was put your fault. You let me wear your clothes. Use your shower. Pick our movie. You made me dinner. You've chosen to be my friend through all the shit we go though at school..." I paused. "I..."
I love you.
"You didn't need to repay me for anything. I do all this for you because you're my friend. When you're happy, I'm happy." He said that, satisfied. And took a bite of his burger.
I was so close to telling him how I felt... if he hadn't interrupted me would I have said it?
I licked my ice cream before it could melt too much, then i pulled the paper loop off the cone and took a bite. Jack did the same. I saw him licking his fingers off because some of his ice cream had dripped onto his hand. It was adorable. Jack blushed.
"Why a-are you watching me?" He stuttered.
"I uh.... wondering why you didn't use a napkin." I cleared my throat. I threw our trash away and stuffed the last bite of my burger into my mouth. I gave the rest of the soda to Jack. He chugged it and we walked back to his car.
Once we were inside, I didn't feel like going back to school. I chuckled under my breath.
"What's so funny?" Jack asked, driving back towards the school.
"We snuck out and now I don't wanna go back..." I said, laughing again.
"Neither do I." He said. "But if we flunk any classes it's gonna fuck us up."
"I know." I inhaled. "Hey Jack..."
"Yeah?"
"I think it's time you meet my mom."
"Alright." He said. "I'd be happy too." He gave me a quick smile before we pulled into the parking lot. We jumped out and ran back into the school. When we separated to go to our lockers, he gave my hand a quick squeeze. The sensation sent heat rushing up my neck. But when I looked at him, he was already down the hall with his back to me. Once I got into class and took my seat, the bell rang.
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Once school ended, I got my stuff and walked to Jack's locker. He wasn't there. Curiosity setting in, I walked around looking for him. Had he gotten in trouble? Was he with a teacher? Was he already by the car? I walked to the doors, looking out at his car, but he wasn't there. I furrowed my brows. I wandered around looking for him for a minute more. Then I heard a grunt from the men's restroom. I cautiously walked in and peeked my head around the corner.
"What the hell?!" I gasped and ran in.
Jack.
My Jack.
Sitting against the wall and pinching his nose while blood dropped out onto the floor.
Andrew stood there laughing. I stood up to him and balled my hands into fists. He glared slightly down at me.
"What are you gonna do, pussy?" He snapped, shoving me back into the sink. Pain rippled through my hip. Fuck.
I look one last glance at Jack before swinging my fist up and hearing the sweet sound of it connecting with his flesh. He smacked into the bathroom stall and held his eye painfully. I hit him again. In the stomach. He bent over with a heave. I leaned down to Jack again and helped him stand. So much blood...
I quickly made a rag wet and held it to his nose. Did he break it? Was he ok?!
He pinched it to his nose again.
"Thanks." He coughed.
"Fuck you, Andrew." I snapped as I draped my arm over Jack's shoulder and led him out of the room.
I grabbed Jack's bag from his unlocked locker and we walked to his car.
"Are you okay?" I whispered, turning to look him in the eye.
"Uh, yeah. It's not broken." He said, still pinching the bloody rag to his nose.
I frowned. "I'm so sorry. I should have known something was wrong. I should have been there with you when that happened. Fuck..." I slid my hand back through my hair, looking down apologetically. I felt like this was partially my fault.
"Nothing happened because of you. Andrew is just a dick. And you were there with me." He said, sniffling. Was he crying?
"Jack..." I said. He shook his head.
"I'm ok. This just hurts like a Mother fucker." He gave a small laugh.
"Are you ok to drive?" I asked as we got in the car. He pinched his nose with one hand.
"Yeah. I'll be ok. Just tell me where your house is." He started the car and started to drive with one hand.
"Okay... I lo-" I stopped myself. No not yet. That's the second time I almost let it slip. With a deep breath, I turned my gaze out the window. I wanted to tell him but now wasn't the time.
**A/N**
Soon. It'll happen soon. 👌🏼 sorry I haven't posted. High school registration was occupying my mind but I've been working on this story. 😊
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