Sorry - A Septiplier Fanfic

Chapter 5 - Marks PoV

I didn't know what to do next. I was to confused. I just got a text from Jack saying he's to busy to talk now.
I guess it was okay. I mean, I still don't know if I fully like him or he liked me.
I wanted to be patient. I needed to think.
I looked at the clock. 9:27. Breakfast should've been ready now. I decided to go into the kitchen.
I found my mom in the Living Room, watching her morning news
"Oh hi Mark! Your up now? Breakfast is in the kitchen table," said my mom.
"Thanks!" I replied.
I quickly ran into the kitchen, I was starving.
When I was in the kitchen, I saw my plate with bacon, eggs, and potatoes.
I grabbed my plate and went up to my room to eat.
I grabbed my phone before I ate my bacon. I saw one new message from Jack, saying

I'm done with breakfast, and with my chores.

I got confused I've been gone not even for 5 minutes, and then Jack says he's done with almost everything that will take me up to 2 hours to complete.
I thought and thought what to reply, but I couldn't think if I was hungry.
So while I was eating, I thought and thought about what to reply to Jack.
When I was finally finished eating, I thought real hard of what to say, but I just couldn't put my mind on it, especially  if I didn't want to sound like an idiot.
I decided to put up my plate so I can probably was it later, then it hit me. I finally found out what to reply.

Okay. I'm done with breakfast to, wanna chat before I have to do chores?

I just didn't know what to say without having the feel of me being a somewhat idiot. I just felt confused by the conversation we were having, and my somewhat feelings toward Jack. I mean, he'll probably be asked on a date with his looks.
I just never expected a reply so fast. "Maybe, just maybe..... No Mark, it's to early," I thought while debating in my head.

I'm okay with a chat. So what's up?

Nothing much. I'm just being bored.

Me too. The breakfast I ate was good.

Something was up, Jack was making talk, like I was trying to do to. He's hiding something, probably something that he didn't want me to know.

My breakfast was good to.
I feel like your not telling me something. Anything you want to tell me?

No. I am sure. I have to go. Sorry, but bye.

Now something was up, he's definitely not telling me something. Did Jack like me back?
My mind was confused, he's trying to hide something, he replies to my text almost instantly like Jack was waiting for me.
I got more confused by the second, especially by the fact that there is a chance that Jack might like me back.
I've decided to clear my mind by taking a shower, then a walk. Surely Jack would like to talk then, his mind would be more clearer.