Mark POV
I woke up feeling more tired then ever, even though I usually stay up super late at night. I ran my fingers through my wild red hair, I should probably message Jack and see if he's feeling better. I thought to myself. I fumbled for my phone and clicked in the passcode, I realized I was more worried then I thought I was. I opened the Skype app and my fingers flew across the little keypad.
Hey Jack-a-boy u alright? Feelin better?
I read my text and raised my eyebrow, why didn't I try and call Jack back last night? I wondered. He replied back a second later.
Yeah found out that I'm coming to PAX east it was short notice so im boarding the plane right now. We should meet up
I beamed, I hadn't seen Jack in person for at least a year and to be honest I missed him being right next to me.
Awesome! Text me when u land I'll pick u up what airport?
California West Airport
Oh, I know where that is!
I gtg plane is taking off.. Bye
Bye
I went to the bathroom to see the damage of last night. I gazed into the mirror and noticed the bags underneath my eyes were noticeably bigger. My hair was in every direction and I smelled REALLY bad. I went into my bedroom and threw around my clothes a bit before I found the perfect, tight fitting t-shirt. It was one of StarBomb's merch shirts that I got because of a charity livestream they did a while ago. I picked out a pair of loosely hanging jeans and carried the heap of clothes into the bathroom. I hopped into the shower and did the usual, wash my hair and such. I grabbed a towel off the hanging rack that was next to the shower and dried off. I stepped out of the shower and slipped on my new clothes and put on some deodorant.
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A Hand to Hold On To // A Septiplier Fanfic //
FanfictionJack's been going through some tough times in his life, but never like this. He's in love with his best friend, he knows he'll never confess, but what would happen if word got out? Jack knows Mark has been trying to help him get through his depressi...
