Best Friends and My Boyfriend: a Septiplier Highschool AU

What Looks Like the End May Really be a New Beginning

A/N: Hello fellow Septiplier shippers! Thank you for the support on my previous chapter. Yes, I know it was short but until Mark and Jack meet, I want to keep their P.O.V's in separate chapters. Also, thanks to a certain user who commented some words of encouragement and voted on the chapter. I will not name them because: 1. I'm not sure if they would be comfortable with it and 2. I don't know how to tag yet :/. Anyway... Thank you so much, and ONWARD WITH THE STORY!!!!! ( this chapter was long overdue!)

Mark'sP.O.V

"Hey Mark, I'm leaving you this message to let you know I need to tell you something important. Please call me back as soon as you can. And remember, whatever happens, you have been the light of my life and one of the best people I've had the privilege to meet."

That was the end of the message from my beloved boyfriend, Yami. But it wasn't his usual style of speaking or making phone calls. He would NEVER leave a message he would just blow up your phone until you answered.

And then the way he started it. "Hey Mark" He never said Mark. It would always be Markimoo or Marki and sometimes even Markifart! Something was definitely wrong so I curled up in my bed, after removing my pants of course because home is where the pants aren't, and called him.

"Heeeeelloooooooooouuuuuu," I started off goofily, "May dis be da telephone line belonging to Meester Aaron Ash?" I was doing this in hopes of lightening the mood and the news Yami was gonna give me wasn't as bad.

"Yeah okay Mark," There it was MARK again. "Cut the crap... I need to tell you something."

Oh shit he's serious. I thought as I ran my fingers through my blue floofy hair. Yami and I had both gotten our hair dyed together. (Yeah I know Yamimash doesn't have dyed hair)

"Alrighty then Aaron! If you're not gonna call me my names I won't call you yours!" I harrumphed with a little less confidence than when I had started this dreaded phone call.

"Yeah... Ok... Whatever you want..." His accent was taunting me.

Yami and I had been together sinced he moved here as an exchange student from the UK. As a member of the student council, it was my duty to assist new students and this Aaron was no exception. I showed him the SHIT out of the fucking school and in the process a developed a crush on him. This was ok with him as he was openly bisexual  but it was a groundbreaking discovery for me because up until that point is had thought I was heterosexual. When I finally admitted my feelings he admitted he had feelings for me too. He said he was glad that his first American crush was in one of the first and sweetest people he had met in America.

But That had been about a year ago in our sophomore year when we had both gone to the same school for the full year. If I didn't mention it before, I'm technically a literary genius. I can write about anything anywhere anytime any place. That gift got me a scholarship to Livermore School for the Gifted and Talented (I kind of want to rename the school now). Now Yami wasn't anything special speaking in a scholarly sense so there is no chance he's  gonna follow me there so we kind of have to make a sort of long distance relationship work when I start because I was gonna room there. It was barely a month into the school year so they were gonna let me in after this weekend

"Alright, so, I really don't know how to put this but," his voice cracked thought the sentence, "Weneedtobreakup!" He spilled out the words like molten lava while he sobbed, waiting for a response

"Wh-wha-t?!" I stuttered, "Why, Aaron? Please tell me it's something we can fix!" My eyes started to water.

"No, no, Mark. I'm just scared. Your moving to a new school and you're gonna ... meet new people. I-I don't wanna be a restraint. I really love you and I hope this is the right choice for us. Plus, we're not gonna see each other everyday after this weekend." He sounded absolutely heart broken.