Septiplier - School love story

{13} Get Out!

Marks POV -
"MARK EDWARD FISCHBACH YOUVE GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!" She shouted through the phone.
"Mom? What do you mean?" I said worried
"Amy told me everything" She said, I could tell she was mad
"W-what...?" I stuttered
"Mark...I want you or of my house before I get back!"
"M-m-mom I-" I was cut off
"Get out you gay prick" She hung up.
I couldn't move from shock. Where was I to go? How would I eat? Or sleep? What am I gonna do...."
---Time skip---
I slowly walk out the house, locking it behind me. I pushed the key through the letter box. I sighed deeply. All I have is a change of clothes, a sleeping bag, a few packs of Doritos and my phone charger, not that's there's anywhere to actually charge it. My phone was on 96% luckily.

After about 15 minutes of walking around I came across an ally way,
"I guess this is a good place to sleep...." I muttered. I lay out my sleeping bag and sat on it. Y knees in my hands, staring and my feet. What have I done.... Why... Just why? A tear fell down my cheek followed by more and more. I haven't cried in such a long time. Big boys don't cry! I'm 18 for fuck sake!
I just sat there crying, there's nothing else I could do.
"Mark? Is that you?" A voice said. I knew that cute Irish voice anywhere!
"Jack!" I looked up in happiness.
"Mark what are you doing out this late? It's 11pm!" He wondered.
" I got kicked out Jack!" I started to cry again, seriously Mark? In front of Jack?!
"Mark.., you could stay with me !" Jacks face lit up
"Really? You don't mind?" I smiled
"Of course I don't, we just need to ask my mom first"
"Thanks Jack" I said. I got up ad gave him a quick peck on the lips. He blushed.
"Your cute when you blush" I smirked as I put my sleeping bag in my backpack.
"L-lets g-go M-Mark" Jack stuttered, shocked of what just happened.
"Ok let's go!" I smiled.