Party Games a septiplier story

The flight Chapter One

Jacks Pov

We where going to Marks house that day after vidcon when we got home I confessed my love for Mark and he felt the same way and he was leaning in and so was I we we centimeters apart when...

*BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP*

          My eyes darted open and I looked around and realized it was just a dream ughhhhh why does every good moment have to be a dream I looked at my clock 4:32 why did I set my alarm that early?.....ohhh right I have a flight today tomorrow's Vidcon.
I shot out of bed and went to brush my teeth and mess with my almost fluuf I ate a quick breakfast and headed on my way.
 

     
         When I arrived at the airport I decided to get coffee from Starbucks on my way there I met some fans and took some pictures then I grabbed my coffee and went to sit in my port. I was looking through my tumblr when I saw some fanart of Mark and me kissing I liked the post and moved on with my life *flight 343(idk random number I haven't been to an airport an a while so) is now boarding* a voice said over the intercom. Well that's me I thought as I boarded the plane. I found my seat pretty quickly, and pulled out my phone. As I was playing a game of drowsy road, I felt sleep start take over and I slowly driffed into a peaceful slumber.

I was having another dream about Mark, when I felt someone shake me violently. I carefully opened my eyes to be greeted by a old women who looked to be somewhere in her 60s "Um sir you are snoring."
"Oh sorry."
I made sure not to make eye contact with her for the rest of the flight and just replied to comments and other crab that YouTubers do on their phone/laptop \whatever you carry on a plane.
 

       As we reached closer to LA I felt more and more excited

Finally we where five minutes away and I was almost exploding with excitement LA was so beautiful from up above.
       When we had landed and I was waiting for my bright green suitcase to come when... "JACKKKKK" I turned around to be met by strong arms wrapping around me I looked ups to see a very content Mark I snuggled into him and we stayed like that for a little too long and I reluctantly pulled away and smiled. Mark grabbed my hand and laser or fingers together in his left hand and my suitcase in his right. We got in the car and drove to what I thought was a hotel.  While we were in the car we sat in silence (cuz somebody stole my car radio) but not an akward silence, a convertible silence.
 

     We arrived at Marks house "Wait... Are we still going to the hotel?" I asked he just laughed
"you really think im going to let you pay money to stay at a hotel you staying here me in the guest room"
  " thank you Mark"
" now lets get your stuff unpacked" I smiled and nodded.