Jackson's POV:
Mark and I were heading to my house, it was another Friday. It was just a normal routine now to have Mark come over every Friday and stay the night.I didn't mind it though. Mark and I are best friends now. We always looked out for each other and we're always there for each other.
We finally pulled up to my house. We got out of the car and went inside. We continued to my room, since my parents weren't home yet. We walked into my room and put our stuff down.
"I'm gonna go change into something more comfy," I told Mark as I walked to my closet. I grabbed some sweats and a cotton t-shirt. I walked out of my closet with the clothes in my hand.
I set them down on the bed and pulled my shirt off. I grabbed the other shirt and put my arms through the sleeves. Before I put it on fully, I looked over to see Mark staring at me with a blush on his cheeks. I just smirked at him.
"Like what you see, Markie?" I asked him. He just quickly looked away from me and looked at the ground. I just chuckled and walked towards him as I pulled the shirt over my head and let it fall down my body.
He tensed as I got closer to him. I grabbed his chin with my fingers and made him look at me. "It's okay to look, I don't mind," I said while I smirked at him.
He gulped and blushed even harder, before he pushed himself away from me. I just chuckled at him.
I went back to my bed where my sweats were and thought I would tease him a little. I slowly unzipped my pants and climbed out of them slowly.
I could feel Mark's eyes on me as I did it. I finally got them off and put the sweats on. I turned around to face Mark and his eyes were practically popping out of his head.
I walked towards him and leaned into his ear. "Liked my little performance?" I asked him in a low husky whisper. I could feel his uneven breath on my neck.
I pulled away from him and smiled at him evilly. He gulped and I could see him squirm uncomfortably. "So, want to play some video games?" I asked him, thinning the thick atmosphere that surrounded us.
He looked relieved when I finally asked him that. "Uh, yes that's fine," he said quietly. I smiled at him and started to connect the game system to my T.V.
We spent the rest of the day playing video games, of course stopping when dinner was ready.
It was pretty late now and we finally headed to bed. "Goodnight Mark, I'll just be across the hall from you if you need anything," I told him.
I started to head out of the room, when I was stopped. "Jacks...," Marks voice spoke out. I turned around to face him. "Can you, um, sleep with me?" He asked me shyly.
I saw his cute face going red. "Okay," I said as I shut the lights off and climbed into my bed with him.
He snuggled closer to me and laid his head on my chest. I took my hand and stroked his soft hair as he slowly closed his eyes and feel asleep.
We stayed like that for a few hours, but I couldn't fall asleep. I just stayed there and watched him sleep as I stroked his head.
I couldn't stop admiring his beauty. He looks so cute and perfect when he sleeps. His lips were parted a little and I could hear his soothing breaths escape them.
The more I sat there admiring him, the more I fell for him. I could feel my chest tightening. I just wanted Mark, I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life.
All of a sudden I felt a tear stream down my face. It hurts to like someone this much, and not be able to do anything about it.
It hurts to think that Mark will one day find someone else and live a happy life with them. It hurts to think that one day I will lose this precious boy to some girl that will steal his heart from him and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
Now I was starting to cry really bad and I tried my best not to wake up Mark. I tried not to sob out and shake. I closed my eyes and let the tears stream down as my hand rested on his beautiful head.
I leaned my head on the headboard of the bed, facing the ceiling. "Why do you have to make me feel like this?" I whispered out.
I felt Mark move under my hand and I started to panic. "Jackson...," he called out sleepily.
I chocked down my tears and breathed out. "Yes?" I said to him. He got up and looked at me. "Are you okay? Were you crying!?" He asked me with concern in his voice.
I closed my eyes and wiped the tears away. "I'm okay Mark, just go back to sleep," I told him. "No, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" He asked me.
I started to cry again, I couldn't hold it in anymore. He quickly engulfed me in a hug. "It hurts," I breathed out.
"What hurts?" He asked me. "My heart," I chocked out. "Your heart? Why your heart?" He asked. I just sobbed into him harder.
"Why?" I asked out loud. "Jacks, you're scaring me. What's going on?" He asked. I could tell he was worried about me.
"Why do you make me feel like this!? Why!? I know I can't have you, but I still feel like this! It hurts to know that some day some pretty girl will steal your heart from you! That one day you'll live a happy life with her! Without me, Why!?" I yelled out at him.
I was sobbing really loud now. He just clutched onto me even more. "Jacks, I'm not quite following. What do you mean?" He questioned me.
"I love you Mark! I love you so fucking much that it hurts!" I yelled at him.
Now I was curled into a ball with my head in my hands. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry I fell in love with you," I chocked out to him.
AN- Sorry I left it at a cliffhanger. How will Mark react? What will he say?
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