AN: Hey! I guess this is my second fan-fiction. And I'm really hoping to keep this one going! ^~^ This may have a trigger warning for some. However, it's nothing to bad. There may be some swearing later on. However, yet again, nothing much. So, read at your own risk. - FYI - There's nothing bad in this chapter.
This chapter may be quite short to most. And that's mostly because I was told to keep the first chapter short and what not. So, I guess I'll wright a little bit more in each chapter.
I guess comment what you think. And I always like a good ol' vote every once in a while! Hope you enjoy! ^~^
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- (Jacks POV) -
My breath quickened.
I was nervous.
My palms were sweaty.
I was anxious.
My heart was pounding.
I was ecstatic.
He took my breath away when I saw him.
"Mark!" I hollered, tears blurring my vision and I couldn't help but toss my luggage aside and sprint forward at full speed. After all, I haven't seen him in nearly two years. A lot has changed.
The hunched figure of Mark Fischbach came into view.
He didn't respond.
He didn't even budge.
In fact, the once optimistic vibe had ceased. And I furrowed my brows in question.
"Mark?"
He didn't seem to hear me. Tears ran down my pale cheeks. Making small rivers upon my skin.
I couldn't think. I just couldn't.
I came to a halt just mere feet from the somber figure of my friend. And I had to narrow my eyes just to adjust my eyes to Mark's fiery red hair. Which, after a few minutes, my pupils dilated and I could stand up straight once more.
We sat in silence.
And the hustle and bustle of the Airport seemed irrelevant. And the once over whelming noise of the public seemed to come to an end.
As if the whole world came to a stop.
Silencing its self and holding its breath as everyone seemed to watch in awe.
In reality, nobody was watching.
Noise seemed to clog my ears. Making everything muffled. And I took a few, cautious, steps forward. Clearly nervous.
Clearly anxious.
Clearly,
Afraid.
And clearly,
for no apparent reason.
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Hold me tight. Love me so.
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