Friendship

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*Time skip to lunch cause I can*
Sean/Jack POV
I can't believe how welcoming Mark is. He's taking his lunch to show me around the school. I've never met someone this nice before.
"So Jack, who's your hometown?" I heard Mark ask me. Shoot, I must've been dozing off.
"Ummm....Ms. Lockhart.."
(AN: Yes it stole that name from Harry Potter fight me)
"Alright, her room is on the second floor, room number is 216. I'll show you." He grabbed my wrist and started pulling me towards a staircase.
*Time skip til after tour of school*
"So, Jack. Where are you from?" I turned to face Mark who was just sitting down next to me. He looked at me too
"Oh! I'm from Ireland." I replied,
"What's it like?" Mark leaned over to one side
"Well, its very green, with lots of open land and-" my voice trailed off when I noticed something on Mark's wrist
"M-Mark. What's that on your wrist?" He quickly looked down and covered his wrist with the sleeve of his sweatshirt. Tears began to well in his eyes. Suddenly streams of tears began to fall
"M-Mark?" I put a hand out. Without any warning he put his head on my shoulder and began crying. I pulled him closer; he put his arms around my chest, so I did the same.
"I want to get better." I heard him quietly say.
"Shh," I said to calm him down, rubbing his back, "you will get better. I believe you can."
He looked at me; his eyes were red, the tears had stained his cheeks. I took the sleeve of my sweatshirt and wiped them away.
"I believe in you. All the way." I smiled at him
(AN:hehehehehe)
He looked at me too, he could just smile as well. I pulled him into a hug
"Your the best friend I've ever had, Jackaboy.." I heard him. My ears went red, I blushed, but I could only smile.
"You too, Markimoo..."



This was as fluffy as a cat Jesus

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