Why? (Completed)

Chapter 20

All that I remember is falling asleep. Nothing more, nothing less. I remember seeing my reflection on a window... but my apartment doesn't have any windows?! Cause if it did then I'd see a apartment, that's next to mine, thats someone else's.

My eyes were still closed but I can smell food. My stomach rumbles, wanting whatever that smell is.

"Alright, I'll get up. Only for you though." I pat my stomach only to realize how crazy I'd look.
I stop what I was doing and open my eyes.

I wasn't in my apartment.

I was in Jacks.

And I fell asleep.

Right next to Jack.

My face burns like fire but I try to forget it. But I miserably fail at participating. I sat up and looked around to see if Jack was sleeping too..
he wasn't.

'Thank god, if he was right there then idk what I would have done.' I sigh of relief and toss my legs over the bed.
My warm feet touch the cold floor which made me cringe. I quickly tip toed cause my feet were getting cold. I looked over and saw Mark sleeping still.

'Wow, he actually slept there. It must be a pain in the neck. Literally.' I throw my thoughts away to the imaginary recycling bin and slowly open the door. So then I didn't wake up Mark.

I heard faint snores coming from him. Im surprised I didn't hear it sooner. Probably because I was thinking about food, and was hungry for it.
Once when I open the door, fully for me to go threw, I walk out to be greeted by the smell of bacon heaven. My nose trailed to the smell which was coming from the kitchen. I peeked my head over to only see Jack cooking. I smile while he hums and dances a bit to the sing he's humming too.

It reminds me of my mum

My smile slowly turns to a flat surface, thinking about her made my heart drop. Sadness. I try not to be sad while a beautiful being is right in front of me. Being himself. That human being he is.. is just perfect. Every girl would probably want him.

I notice that I have been starring at him for a while and he could turn around to face me any second. I hide behind the wall and blush. I feel like a total stalker.

I hear pans clink and shatter against each other. He cusses out a word (that is not needed to be shared XD) and starts picking up pans. I give out a long breathe before meeting his back side.

Without him seeing, I take over the pan of bacon and eggs. Just to make his life easier.. I think they would burn if I did nothing about it.
Once when he finishes stacking pans back to a shelf, he turns around and sees me. He jumps, not knowing I was there.

"Good mornin' to ya too." Jack greets. I chuckle and pour the scrambled eggs on a plate.
Jack takes out some pancake powders do starts to pour some of it in a cup. He gets some more ingredients that he needs while I put the pan into the sink.

I was washing the pan, scrubbing the eggs leftovers. But then I felt something light as air, but was white as paint, hit my face. I looked over to see Jack with some powder in his hands l he whistles, like he did nothing. I smirk and grab the whole cup away from him.

"Hey!" Once when he turns around I smash some powder in his face.

"It looks like you just seen a ghost!" I laugh. Jack spits out some powder onto my face which made me grossed out.

"EW!! THATS UR SPIT NOT MINE!" I wipe it off with my hands and dry my hands with a paper towel.
I saw some powder fly over my head. So I was guessing he threw even more powder in my hair.