It was still early when Jack first woke up, around 1 In the morning. The sliver moonlight was shimmering through his window and casting inky black shadows across his bedroom. He sighed and got up anyway, pulling a hat on, and tugging in his old boots and coat over his pyjamas.he trudged up the road, collapsing against the grass at the bottom of his road. He finally let himself cry then, now that he was alone. Half an hour passed, and he was still crying. He knew his parents would still be in bed, so he didn't worry about his bloodshot eyes or red face, he just wanted to let go of all the emotions he kept bottled up
"Hey are you ok?" A voice asked, and looking up Jack saw it came from a boy around his age, but slightly taller. His dark hair was fluffy and untamed, and his chocolate brown eyes were fixed on Jack, a concerned expression in his face. Jack had to admit, he was handsome
"Oh yeah, I'm fine" Jack rolled his eyes, and the boy sat beside him
"Ok, stupid question" he smiled slightly and turned to face Jack "better question, what's up?"
Jack scrubbed his eyes and sighed "everything!" He said, angrily "my parents dragged me out of my home country, and I'm miles away from all my friends, and my family, and they don't even care about what I think because I'm only 15, and I don't fit in here and no one talks to me and... And..." His voice dropped and he buried his head into his knees "and I want to go back home"
The boy hesitated a moment before wrapping an arm around jacks shoulders " hey it'll be ok. LA isn't so bad once you get used to it. Actually it's kind of cool." The boy smiled "I'm not from here either, I'm from Ohio, but my family moved here not long ago. Where are you from?"
Jack sniffed "Ireland."
The two swapped stories for almost an hour, before they decide to head home.
"Well it was nice talking to you, I'm Mark by the way" the boy smiled and Jack smiled back, blushing weakly
"I'm Jack, thanks for this Mark. You don't know me but you cheered me up so much"
Mark chuckled "hey it's ok, sometimes it helps to have someone being a doofus around you" he grabbed a slip of paper out of his pocket and scribbled something down "hey, call me if you ever wanna hang out again, ok?" He blushed and kissed jacks cheek quickly before walking away.
Jack smiled and held a hand to his cheek.
Maybe life in LA wouldn't be so bad
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Septiplier one shots ^_^
FanfictionHey, I write this pairing a lot, and I figured I may as well have a book to write them in, since most of them are like 1 chapter.
