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Unconscious 1

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Jack's POV:

I was still shaken from the fans at the door. What if more came? What if someone did something to Mark? When will it end?

But after Mark put up the sign and warned Twitter, we only got a couple more knocks at our door.

Mark and I just hung out and watched shows on Netflix and Hulu for the rest of the day until it got pretty late.

     During the romantic movies I kept glancing at mark with shivers down my spine when I saw him. I guess I just accepted my feelings and declared love in my head after that.

I give up trying to hide it.

     Soon it was 03:00 and I was super duper tired. I headed to the guest room and told Mark goodnight. And fell asleep.

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"Jack, I'm sorry, but I don't feel the same way. I think it's best that you leave."

"W- What?!"

"Jack! Leave."

"NOW!" Mark started pushing him out of the door.

"I'm sorry! I am so sorry! Mark!"

Mark looked at me. Anger and hatred in his eyes.

"Never talk to me again."

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"NO!" I sat up in a puddle of sweat and tears. I turned and threw my legs over the bed and put my hands to my face. I took my medicine that was set on the nightstand, and put a couple gusts of effort to stand up.

     Just a dream. I thought. But it could be reality? I couldn't breathe. Oh no, what if i just predicted the future? I couldn't move. What if that really happens?!

    By the last thought I was shaking so much and couldn't breathe at all. My eyes started going blurry and pretty soon I couldn't even see. I just shook myself up and caused my brain to flip out. Yet it's never been this bad. My medicine usually helps. But still.

     Mark will never lov-

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Mark's POV:

     I heard a scream and then a thud in the room next to mine.

Oh no. Jack.

     I quickly got up, didn't even care to put on pants, and ran to the guest room. I opened the door and immediately saw Jack lying uncomfortably on the floor unconscious.

     I think he fainted and hit his head on the nightstand pretty bad. I quickly ran to get my phone and dialed 911.

The phone rang. And rang. And kept ringing for what seemed like forever until someone picked up.

"Hello, 911 wha-"

"HELLO? Yes! My friend fainted or something and hit his head on the table and I think he is bleeding!"

"Ok, sir, I will send paramedics there right away. What are you and four friend's names?"

"I'm Mark and um, my friend is Jack."

"Alright, Mark, can you find a cloth and cover anywhere he may be bleeding and lay him down?"

"Uh yeah sure." I scurried to the bathroom and grabbed a couple hand towels, ran back, and placed them on Jack's head. He had a pretty bad wound to his ear area. After the towels were on, I moved him back on the bed.

     Soon I heard the door open and people flood in. I ran to the top of the stairs and yelled for them to come here.

     Paramedics rushed in and took Jack to the ambulance on a stretcher. I got in with Jack as the ambulance drove away.

I hope he is okay soon.

I hope he doesn't stay unconscious.

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A/N

sorry for the wait

from now on, new chapter every week

mkay?