It was only the second time I had seen Mark in person, but I already knew everything about him, and everything that he did, and everyone that he talked to. I guess you could call it stalking, but I call it researching.
I also knew I liked him. A lot. I just found him so friendly and cute! His hair, his smile, his laugh. I loved every bit of him. I loved him so much I decided to finally come out to him.
And so I did...well I tried to. I had my speech all ready, I had the time and place, and I had made sure that it would all be perfect.
Except it wasn't.
I rested my hand upon his leg and leaned in close. I closed my eyes and whispered it in his ear. "Mark...i think I love you...for real." I squeezed his leg, feeling the muscle through his jeans.
Problem is, when you close your eyes you can't see the confused expression on a persons face, and you don't realise when to stop. Ok I'm not sure if this was lucky or unlucky for me, but when I pulled back he cracked up laughing. He didn't believe me. I was expecting him to either say he felt the same way, or that he wasn't sure yet, but he didn't. He just laughed. And I was surprised at how much his laughter hurt.
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After Mark
FanficThis is my first fan fiction and it's about what happened in Jack's life after SEPTIPLIER died, and how it wasn't his choice. This is written from Jack's point of view.
