He's Different

I love you. Chapter 12

~Jack's POV~
I've been working on those three simple words for weeks and weeks. Perfecting it. Looking myself in the mirror. I knew it would never sound 'normal' but Mark would appreciate it anyways. Right?

I closed my eyes and I prepared myself. Remembering every single critique and adjustment that I had taught myself.
I opened my eyes to see Mark looking at me anxiously with his perfect, perfect face. I smiled and the nerves went away as what I was about to say was one hundered percent correct and felt like it truely showed the connection we had.

"I love you." I said. I know I slurred and I could do so much better and I slap myself mentally for it but Mark didnt really seem to mind. He had a single tear in his eye and I've never seen him so happy. He chuckled trying to push the tear away so it won't roll down his face.
"I love you too." He signed and said at the same time. The tear excaped his eye as another formed. I know he truely meant it and that we weren't going to leave each other for a long time. We didn't talk for a while since all that was needed to be said was said just then but Mark didn't like the silence and suggested that we watch something.

"Like what?" I asked. I had no idea what he liked so I didn't know what to suggest.
" I don't know what do you like?" Mark asked. This was going to take a while.
I paused thinking about what I really do like.
"Are we thinking movies or T-V shows?" I asked trying to get my possibilities narrowed down.
"Which ever you'd want. Binge watch a T-V show or lay down and relax with a movie." Mark really wasn't helping me decide what we were going to watch.
I chuckled and sighed.
"Deciding what to watch will take forever Mark." I signed stating the facts.
Mark looked dissapointed but perked back up again when he thought of what to say.

"So then what do you suggest jackaboy?" He said grinning with that perfect smile of his.

"How about we just talk?" I suggested. Mark seemed to like the idea and nodded. We got comfortable on the couch because we could tell that we were going to be here for a while.
We sat for a while but I had a few talking points in mind.
I turned towards my boyfriend to initiate yet another discussion. I didn't want to feel like I was interviewing him but I couldn't help it. I was curious.

"What are you going to do after high school?" I asked. I wanted to know what interest he has, what his future will be.

He looked suprised at the sudden major question but he answered anyways.

"Well I've always loved art. I want to be an artist. I've been looking at the California Institute of the Arts." He said immediately becoming sad having to tell me that he's going to California.

"California?!" I signed. How could he go to California? We're in Virginia! How could he go that far away!
"Yeah...it's an amazing program and it's not very expensive." He said. He seemed like he didn't want to talk about it so I decided to talk about what I was going to do.

"Okay cool. I um I want to create films. Like movies or T-V shows. I want to make comedy films." I said.
I was clearly changing the topic and Mark seemed like he wasn't okay with it but he moved on with me anyways.
" Sounds cool! What college?" He said. We were just talking in fillers. Like small talk with your Aunt at thanksgiving. It felt so forced and unnatural.
"I don't know. I haven't found a place that I like just yet." I said. Mark nodded pretending to be interested and looked away. We sat not talking for a very long time.
"We should have just watched that fucking movie" I thought to myself.
I saw Marks face light up and he started to grin a little bit.
"That was the most boring talk I've ever had with a person." He said laughing. I laughed with him and I agreed.
"Let's promise to not talk like we're at a family dinner or something ever again." Mark laughed and he started to look awkward. Like he was going to say something that he might regret.
"So maybe talking like adults isn't our thing." Mark said
"Definitely not." I gave out a small chuckle.
"So maybe we shouldn't talk then. Let's just sit in the comfort of each other." He said. He held out his hand. I smiled and took it.
He smiled as wide as I've ever seen it and he yanked me onto him. I landed on top of him with my head laying on his chest. I laughed and snuggled in to get comfortable on him.
As he ran his fingers through my hair I got used to his chest rising up and down. It was soothing and I drifted to sleep like I was laying on a bed made of clouds.

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