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Jack's pov

"hey."
I hear a calming and reassuring voice echo in the air beside me after hearing the chains of the swings shake. I slowly but surely turned my head to who was talking and instantly felt a warm layer of cloth was put over my heart.  "h-hi."
I responded back in a shaking voice which gave off the sign of nervousness or coldness. It was cold outside but wasn't freezing cold. The man chuckled as I put my head back down and slightly swing myself back and forth on the swing. Heat emits from my cheeks but I just ignored it thinking it's just the warmth of the scarf. The short and long awkward but shockingly comfortable silence takes in.

"My name's Sean but I'd like it if you called me Jack."
I started the conversation with a not so forced smile. I felt worried about how he would react and would instantly have negative opinions about me. It didn't take long for his response. "I'm Mark.. Why do you not like the name Sean? I find it quite charming."
I blush and sink my face in my scarf. My breath becomes heavy and cold as I answered normally trying not to make it awkward or worse, uncomfortable.

"It's hard to explain. It just doesn't sound right."
We both grin at each other after I finally take my face out of my scarf after a long minute of silence, taking in the calming scenery around us. We stared at each other admiring each others features. His red hair with his smooth and clear skin along with his facial hair looked like he was just another fictional character made in a dream or movie. He was so stunning. I looked away and coughed.

Mark's pov

  After admiring his face at the front he looked more stunning at the side. He looked possibly alike of a model. I shot out of my thoughts after he had coughed. "bless you."
I spoke and just got confused with myself if I should've said that as a reaction to a sneeze or cough. I didn't mind the thought and just got up and patted his back.

"thanks."
Jack responded to my action. He giggled a little which made me notice that I am falling in love with him and his ways. I noticed the bruise on the back of his neck  but just ignored it and thought of it as something accidental. It started feeling warm around the two of us. It felt like a dream everytime I glanced at his face. I took off to my seat again and just swayed myself a bit. My eye's flutter as I haven't asked him yet. "h-how old are you?"

It didn't take long for an answer but I could tell he didn't think about each other's ages. I could possibly become a pedophile after this or possibly meet one. "I-I'm 16" Jack's reply sounded like he was worried. I smiled at him and responded to his stuttering response. "I'm 16 too, turning 17 in about two months."

Jack's pov

  I sighed out of relief about hearing that neither of us are pedophiles. I could tell how he could possibly be older than me, telling from his amazing jaw line and facial hair. Taken back, I noticed that he was wearing a overwatch hat. "do you play overwatch?" I gave a question that I knew the answer to. He seemed a bit surprised that I knew but had a second notice when he remembered he had put on his overwatch hat.

"u-uh yeah. I find it very addicting but try playing some other games and watch YouTube as a hobby more often, but YouTube has been a hobby before overwatch." Mark had replied less shyly as we both were. He seemed to be glad I noticed. I smiled a bit and giggled.The two of us began rambling on about overwatch and what Youtubers we liked, mostly talking about gaming based Youtubers.

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I coughed on my clenched hand. "I have to go. I might be late for school tomorrow" He frowned a bit then looked away as I got up from the swings which were warm now and pulled down my sleeves. "It was nice talking to you Jack. What school do you go to?" I looked at him and smiled seeing his curious eyes look into mine making my cheeks heat up. "I go to-" Two men and a girl walked towards us which made me stop. In me I felt like a fire was going on and off and my hands began sweating. Mark seemed curious of why I stopped talking but then looked at the direction I looked and didn't have much emotion on his face after looking at them. I slowly walked away to the other way seeing that no one was paying much attention to me. Why am I walking away? My thoughts are confused, my breath is shaking and I felt a bit nauseous and dizzy. This has always happened when I am in huge crowds but never when there's only three people.

Mark's pov

  I stuffed my face in my scarf when I saw that it was just Amy and the others. It seemed as if I was alone for a while and was isolated. "Hey Mark! Who was him? He looks cute tho." Amy giggles a bit but I just rolled my eyes. She sat on the swing that Jack sat on which made me finally notice that Jack had walked away. "he's just a friend I guess." I responded once she sat down and put her attention towards me. "are you sure Mark? you seemed a little more happy than I have seen from you when you were talking to him." I could tell Amy was thinking that I had an interest in men so I changed the topic. "where's Ethan and Katherine?" Amy sighed a bit and looked down after I did. "They had gotten in a car accident on their way here.. it's my fault that they are in the hospital" Amy began tearing up. I was stunned and didn't know what to say. Ethan and Katherine seemed like they were the best drivers above all of us. The snow began to rain down on us more and it had gotten more windy.

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