AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR

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A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR!
2016 was a shit storm and for me, a huge part of my life. In 2016 I found a lot including true friendship, Wattpad and have finally found my true self. I'd like to thank all of you for taking time out of your life to spend on reading any of this book and I hope 2017 is great.

(Annette stayed over at my house and called me cute and turns out she's gay as fuck!. UgjgjfjkdnsjzhskJciejznkzicjfjd she wore my big sweater and it was huge on her and she looked fucking adorable)

Mark's Pov
My eyes widened at Felix's threat, turning my face a light red due to the fact that I honestly wouldn't mind. Neither of us spoke, neither of us replied, we just stayed silent. If I could I would tell him all I've felt for him but I know for a fact that he would never feel the same.
   "Closet it is" "What?!" We respond in unison, thinking he wasn't serious.
   "Hakuna your ta ta's I'm not doing it now, but I will soon". I felt the wretched bile rise in my stomach, is he really?. Is that the way I'm going to get rejected? In a closet that I was shoved into by one of my friends?. Anxiety had already overwhelmed my heart just thinking about confessing to him, f u c k  m e.
I decided to not let it get to me, thinking 'as soon as I'm alone with Felix I am going to talk to him about doing
this' as I tried to calm my nerves. He couldn't be serious. He would never interfere...right? I thought I had made it crystal clear that I am nowhere near ready to confess to him, but I guess I didn't
  Felix had a smirk spread across his face, it's as if he wants to be slapped. Though  I held back, deep down I wish I could just yell 'but he doesn't feel that way',  but then I'd finally admit the truth. It's always been in the back of my mind, the many ways I would be rejected, but as my crush grew I never accepted the fact that I was going to be rejected, until now. It hurt to think about how our friendship would never be the same, how he would  look at me in a different way, but never hurt this much. So, instead of continuing on with the conversation as the others did, I just said "well I'll be upstairs recording, so try not to be so loud you two" turning Matt and Ryan a bright red before going upstairs.
As I entered my bedroom I just felt like complete and utter shit. He's going to reject me, and I'm going to be forced into a room and that's how our friendship built on bricks is going to seemingly shatter into a billion pieces. He won't see me as his best friend, but a perv. I can't fall for him, but I already have. And I'm in way to deep to back out now...f u c k.
But instead of sobbing and weeping I decided to bundle up my emotions and record some gameplay and work for the rest of the day.

Cody's Pov
As the next couple of days went by, Felix's threat was no longer in Mark and Jack's minds, that is, until New Year's Eve.
After waking up early on New Year's Eve they cleaned, took down the Christmas decorations and even organized all before noon. Afterwards, they had spread across the house, but were all ready for the year to be over.
While Matt and Ryan eat each other's faces off, Felix was nowhere to be seen, setting up the unexpected room for what the others  hadn't seen ahead.
Meanwhile outside of the house, Mark and Jack were playing with Chica, running around and being the doofuses they are, chasing each other and playing a mean game of tag.
"I WILL CATCH YA YOU IRISH BEAN!" "I AM NOT A BEAN YOU–uh-". Mark had finally caught up to him, and after knocking him over, pinned his shoulders to the grass as their faces were now inches apart. "-sexy devil?" He says seductively. For a couple seconds, the pair went silent. That is, until Jack finally pushed him off and said "yer a devil, alright. Sexy------not so much".
The words coming out of Jacks mouth were pure lies, in reality, if he could he would've fucked Mark right then and there, but he couldn't and wouldn't. I mean, who wouldn't when he's on top of you, sweaty, and talking all seductive like that. He is sexy as all hell.

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