Everything's Alright

Chapter Twelve

The next day consisted of Mark and I cleaning up my apartment and beggining to pack things in boxes. We stopped after a while to play videogames. I kicked his ass in Super Smash Bros. There were swears, dares and kisses.

We packed some more and took it all to UPS to ship to Mark's place. We ordered take-out for dinner. We slept on the couch watching late night TV.

Wednesday arrived and Mark and I left half past ten to go pick up Jack. It was an hour drive to the airport, and he insisted on driving. So I picked the tunes. We played a car game to pass the time. We finally arrived at the airport and parked the car. We walked to the terminal that Jack would be coming in when he landed and waited.

Mark had made a sign with Jack's logo on it and we were both wearing limo driver hats. We finally saw him walking toward us. Mark and he hugged each other first, patting each other on the back like brothers would.

"Jack, this is Sarah." Mark introduced us.

He wasted no time. He picked me up and spun me around in a hug.

"It's so nice to meet you. Mark keeps going on and on about you. Seriously, you would have thought he was just another hopeless romantic." He said with a smile. I blushed slightly then proceeded to giggle because of Mark's disgruntled face.

"Well, come on then! That apartment isn't going to pack itself." Jack smiled. We linked arms as Mark and I laced our fingers together.

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Once back home, I decided to make some sandwiches for lunch. Everyone got grilled cheese. We ate and Mark and Jack caught up.

"Oh, Sarah! I almost forgot," started Jack. "I don't know if you've been on Tumblr lately, but people keep tagging you in stuff, asking you what it's like to be basically living with Mark."

"Really?" I pulled out my laptop and sure enough, people had sent me hundreds of messages and and I had thousands of notifications. "Sweet Jesus."

I opened my inbox and saw that a lot of was the same request to tell Mark 'Hi' and that they love him but some were genuinely curious.

I made a new post and talked about what all had happened and how I was moving in with Mark. I tagged him and Jack and hit post. Almost immediately I was getting replies and reblogs. A lot were very jealous but my closer Tumblr friends were jealous as well as happy for me.

"Best community ever." I said with a smile. The boys agreed.

We started packing up all of my stuff into boxes that Mark and I had gotten earlier that morning. They packed my heavy stuff while I got the smaller things. I said I could have helped with the heavy items, such as my fridge and cabinets, but they insisted upon doing and I didn't feel like arguing. We used the elevator to get the heavy stuff downstairs and to the truck that we had borrowed.

"All right. That's everything."  I said, looking around at my empty apartment. "Just got to sell my car, and put everything in the storage unit, then we can go to the airport." I checked my phone. It was almost nine.

I gave my key to the landlord. Then I drove in my car while the boys were in the truck. They picked me up after I had sold my car and we drove to storage unit and we placed everything that I wouldn't need in L.A. but might one day need inside. We took everything else to Goodwill. We gave the truck back to Uhaul and we called a cab to take us to the airport and the three of us got tickets to L.A. Jack had said he would accompany us so as to help us move all of my stuff into Mark's apartment. I had shipped all of my personal belongings the day before and I had a lot in my suitcases.

Our flight left at ten thirty. I sat in between the two of them. We joked around for a bit, but I soon got tired and leaned my head against Mark's shoulder. I didn't fall asleep quickly. Which meant I could still hear them talk.

"Man, you're so lucky to have met this girl." I heard Jack say. "She seems really nice and funny."

"She's amazing and I don't even think she knows just how much so. She loves her followers, every single one. She is always thinking if others, never herself. She wants other people to be the happiest they can be even though she still struggles. She doesn't talk to anytime about it. And I just...I have gone from having a crush, to liking her a lot, to.. I don't even know anymore..."

"Do you think you love her?"

"I don't know.... maybe...?" I felt him kiss my head. "It's a strong possibility. But I don't know if I should just go for it and say it or just keep it to myself until she's ready. I don't want to upset her. She means a lot to me and I don't like seeing her sad."

"Have you already?"

"Yeah... She had a major panic attack the other night while we were kissing and stuff and..... Never had I been so rage with someone whom I had never even met." I heard the bitterness in his voice. And I just wanted to kiss him. I never knew he thought this.

Was I truly falling in love with him?