Why? (Completed)

Chapter 23

A/N--warning, this is the longest chapter you will probably ever read in your life. I went too much with this chapter so you do not need to read this in one sitting. But you can if u wish. Also, this took about two days to do, you need to remember that info. :)

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Jack took my hand like there was no tomorrow. He was surprisingly a little cold, but I needed it because of how hot it is here. His hands were soft, and pale. He squeezed my hand a little bit like he knew that I was going to move my hand away from him. I blushed and I think he did also.

"Cmon, I think I see the Cheerios." He pulls me almost like I did before. I, too, tripped and I smiled a little.

'Maybe that's why he took my hand... it did take him about 5 seconds to start moving though.' I think to myself.
He was showing me some mixed emotions. I will once see him talking to me like a friend would, then the next I'll see him checking me out and holding hands with me like we're in a relationship. Maybe instead of friend, it's best friend? Whatever it was.. I didn't mind.

He stops moving to a little looking place that wasn't a building. It looked like one of those hot dog little cart things except it's for Cheerios, not hot dogs. He was still holding my hand but then he lets go once when he realizes he was holding my hand for awhile.

"S-Sorry." He rubbed the back of his neck out of embarrassment.

"It's okay, don't worry." I, surprisingly, didn't stutter.
But I was so close to that I could feel a lump in my throat...

~ J A C K ' S   P O V ~
~rewind when they left Mark and Jocilyn~

Y/N took my arm that was close to my hand and started taking me somewhere. She probably didn't mean to, but I couldn't help to blush. I don't know if she noticed how close it was, but I tripped when she pulled me cause 1. I wasn't excepting it, 2. Me being too still to move from her hand almost touching mine. It was even tempting to take her hand and just hold it. It looked so inviting and warm. And my hands were just so pale and chilly.

Once when she stopped moving her hand was still attached to my arm. But it let loose. Not too loose that her hand lets go, but loose enough for her hand to slide down. She was probably concentrated on where the Cheerios were, that she sort of let's go. Our hands touch and I grabbed on to hers.

I might have squeezed tightly on her hand cause I didn't want her to let go.

'No, no, no I ruined everything didn't I?!?' I screamed inside my head but tried to think of something quick to do besides stare.

"Cmon, I think I see the Cheerios." I pull her with our hands wrapped around each other as our arms are insigne.

From the corner of my eye, I see her trip like what I did when she did the same to me. Maybe for the same reasons...?

(I just got out early from school and I was in reading class. The teacher, Mrs. McLaughlin, <I know, what a coincidence. Sean McLoughlin and Mrs McLaughlin..> was teaching us about writing ok SHE TALKED ABOUT COMMAS AND I LOVE COMMAS ok anyway BYE NOW)

We both started walking. I saw some people stare at me. Us. But i think most of them were fan girls of mine that are 'disgusted' of me holding someone else's hand.

   'Probably wishing that it was them holding my hand.' I chuckle softly.
But because of everyone around us we're talking over one another, you couldn't even hear. Even I barely heard it myself.