A/N If anyone forgot Mark just hit Nash for tripping Sean.
Nash tips over clutching his jaw tightly, the crowd around them gasps, Jake and Nick are by Nash's side quickly. Sean grabs onto Marks arm, and starts rubbing it, trying to calm him down. Sean wonders why he did not hesitate to do this. Sean looks around to see Mark's friends all quiet and shocked at what had happened. Danielle came walking up, brown curly hair bouncing whilst she walked over. Mark looked at her, his eyes softened a bit. She leaned over whispering something into his ear, he nodded and took a few steps back, breathing in and out, eyes closed, fists clenched.
Sean, at this point does not know what to do, he's standing there awkwardly. Sean feels bad for not being able to stand his own ground, 'i'm putting Mark through more than I should' Sean thought. Sean only realized he has been staring off into space when a gentle warm hand was placed onto his shoulder.
Sean readjusted his eyes to see a Mark standing in front of him, he realizes how tired he looks, bags under his gorges melted chocolate eyes, a tired expression, messy red hair, and loose clothes. Mark smiles slightly, Sean freezes for a second he never realized how nice of a smile Mark has, he just brushes it of and smiles back.
"Let us go to class," Mark says taking his hand off of Sean's shoulder. Sean wonders why no teachers are coming and doing anything, they might soon though, Sean thinks. Sean looks around as him and Mark start walking down the hallway, people are filing out the hallway.
"Mark..." Sean says looking down, but continuing his walking, "Thank you."
Mark looks down at Sean beaming with joy, Sean is opening up to him a bit, finally. "You're welcome, Jack." Sean smiles when Mark says 'Jack'.
Mark and Sean separate from each other once they get to their lockers, they get the stuff and go into class.
During class Mark subtly kept glancing over at Sean, admiring everything that he is, the way the lighting hits him, the way his poofy green hair frames his small face, the way his eyes linger and twinkle when he focuses on stuff, 'just everything about him, is so perfect' Mark thought.
Just then, a pair of beautiful blue eyes met Marks golden brown ones. Sean's face flushed and he looked down, ripping a notebook page from his notebook.
(Bold lettering is Sean, underlined lettering is Mark)
Sean wrote,
"Is there something wrong with my face...? You seem to be infatuated with it...?". He passed it over to Mark, when the teacher wasn't paying attention.
Mark opened it up and blushed, a lot, he tried not to be squirming in his seat he decides to write back a note explaining why he did it, which is a lie.
"I was just wondering if you would like to finish the school project here, at school? Or at your flat?"
Mark wrote back, he then waited for the teacher, Ms. Pepper to look away before
placing it on Sean's desk.
Sean read it and smiled, of course he wants Mark to come over tonight, 'well only because of the project' Sean thought. He wrote the note back telling Mark this, Mark agreed.
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Mark approached Sean, slowly, who was currently putting things into his locker. Mark is worried about how Sean will react, he still is not very open or non-shy around him, and considers them not friends, which Mark hates but respects Sean's decisions.
"Hey, Jack?" Mark asked approaching behind him.
"Y-yeah?" Sean put the last of his things into his locker and locked it, turning to face Mark.
Mark fixes his red hair nervously, eyes adverting from Sean, "Would you like to uh... sit with my friends and I durning lunch?"
Sean smiles and says a 'Yes.' (Stuttering).
They walk to lunch together, silently, shoulders brushing every once in a while. Sean honestly is not hungry, he had been skipping lunch ever since he stared school here. He does not like the bullies here, it is worse than Ireland's. Well he means only some kids. Not all.
As Sean and Mark walk into the lunchroom, almost all eyes are on them, Sean freezes wondering what he had done. Mark stops walking and smiles, back, at the frozen, in place, Sean.
Sean trys distackng himself by getting lost in Marks beautiful brown eyes. "W-why is e-everyone starring Ma-Mark?"
Mark only chuckled, "I guess it's normal when you're popular."
"Pop-popular," Sean began to walk again staying in Marks personal space, "I'm not popular."
Mark giggles, "Well with the events that happened today, Jack, you might as well dye your entire body red."
"You confuse me, Mark." Sean said while taking a seat next to Mark, at the lunch table.
During lunch Mark was to busy talking to Danielle to even notice or care about Sean, while at least in Sean's mind. Sean felt awkward sitting there watching Danielle flirt with Mark, in his opinion people should keep it to themselves. Sean gets really mad at Mark for not paying attention to him so he gets up and mutters a quick, 'I'll be right back' But in reality he was actually not. Sean was going to hide in the bathrooms.
Once Sean made it out of the cafeteria doors he heard someone call his name.
"Sean, wait." The sound of the foot pounding got closer.
"Sean, please I'm sorry," A hand was placed onto Sean's shoulder.
"It's okay" Sean answered before looking at who it was. Sean looked up to see red, red hair, beautiful flowing fluffy red hair that belongs to Mark.
Mark without hesitation pulls Sean into a hug. Sean tenses up before hugging back.
A/N
Sorry about this chapter, I don't really like this chapter, anyways thank you, as always, for reading and commenting too. Also my updates will probably be slow because I am taken, as you all know. ((And I love texting this person, a lot~<3 (Love you Saoirse) ))
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From The Day We Met (septipler)
Fanfiction(Trigger warning of bullying, self harm, slight depression, and references of suicide.) • • She giggled, and so did everyone else. Sean peeked his eyes out of his hoody looking up at Mark, and god, was Mark blown away, 'those fucking eyes' Mark tho...
