Fix Me (Septiplier) || The Boy Trap Book 2

Chapter 4 - Glasses

Jack's POV

I opened my eyes slowly. I was about to sit up, but I noticed the sleeping boy in front of me and stayed where I was.

Our legs were tied together and he had both of his arms wrapped around me. Our noses were touching and our chests were pressed together. Carefully I lifted my hand to play with his messy hair. He moved slightly, but still didn't wake up. Smirking, I pressed my lips to his. I kissed him softly and twirled red strands of hair around my fingers. Finally Mark's lips started to move gently against mine.

"Markimoo, it's time to get up." I whispered.

"5 more minutes." He put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me back in for another kiss.

"No, we have to get up." I chuckled against his lips.

"Don't you wanna stay here with me?" He hugged me and snuggled into my neck.

"I do..." I whispered into his hair. Suddenly I pressed my hand up against the front of his jeans. Mark yelped and sat up straight. "But I smell bacon." I pecked him on the lips and pushed my blanket off of myself. Mark huffed and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He stood up and followed me out of the room.

"Morning!" My mom cheered once she saw us.

"Hey." I walked into the kitchen, handing Mark a plate of bacon and eggs and grabbing one for myself.

"Mark, Jack has a doctor's appointment in an hour. Would you like me to drop you off at your house after breakfast?" My mom asked kindly.

"Oh, yeah. Thank you." Mark flashed her a kind smile and picked up a spoonful of eggs.

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I sat on the tall steps that led up to my apartment. A bright red car stopped in front of me and I quickly stood up. I yanked the door open and plopped in my seat.

"Heya!" I said excitedly and pecked Mark on the lips.

"Hey, Jack." He chuckled and started driving. "Hey, could you pull up Molly's address on your phone?" He kept his eyes focused on the road.

"Oh hell no, you know what happened last time I used Google maps on my phone. My phone sucks." I giggled and grabbed Mark's phone from the cup holder. "What's your password?"

"5225." He pulled out of my apartment complex and started driving down Main Street.

"Aw, that spells out my name!" I grinned as I looked at Mark. He blushed and stopped at the red light. "My password is 6275. You and I are so cheesy." I opened up Google maps and put in Molly's address, setting his phone to speaker.

Mark turned into her neighborhood. I had my hands in my lap and I was looking out the window. Suddenly I felt Mark hold my hand as he drove. I gently lay my head on his shoulder, careful not to distract him.

Finally we arrived to Molly's house. She had a very nice two story house with a huge garden in front and a swimming pool in the back. We both stepped out of the car, and as soon as he got the chance Mark held me hand. I knocked on the door, and Mark jumped when he heard loud barking from inside.

"Yo!" Molly opened the door. Behind her was her little sister holding back a large labradoodle with brown-orange fur.

"Maverick!" I shouted and hugged the dog tightly. I sat on the couch, Maverick jumping up and sitting on my lap.

"Jack, I think Mav is taller than you are." Molly laughed. I pushed the giant dog aside and stood up.

"I'm not that short!" I picked up Maverick's paws so he was standing on his hind legs. Thankfully, I was a few inches taller than him. "See! I'm taller." I laughed. I set Maverick back down and ran upstairs. "Let's go play!" Molly laughed and followed me. Mark, being the newbie and possibly most mature of the group, awkwardly pat the dog on its head and walked up the twisted stairs.