~Jack~
We broke away from the kiss, both of us smiling from ear to ear. Something somewhat unfamiliar to me but felt amazing and I wanted to smile like that more often. We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever.
The rich brown color of Mark's irises started to drown me. I felt like I was swimming in pools of chocolate and I could almost smell it too. I then focused on how bright his eyes were. Just looking into them you could see the wonder and amazement bubbling within him.
Then I snapped out of it when the bell rang. We both walked out of the boy's bathroom and down the hall to the next class that we both happened to share. We entered side-by-side and I slide down into my seat in the back of the classroom with Mark sliding into the seat beside me.
We didn't any attention to the teacher or what we were actually learning about as I was too focused on Mark's presence beside me. I wanted to lean against him and I wanted to kiss him, but we were in class. I don't want more people making fun of us for being gay.
As the teacher sat down in her seat and the others started talking quietly in their own groups of friends, Mark leaned over to me and whispered,
"You look absolutely adorable in my jacket, Sean."
I felt my cheeks heat up as a bright pink blush spread from cheek to cheek. I was also surprised that he had the balls to call me Sean knowing that I wasn't a fan of being called that. However, I wasn't even slightly angry at him for calling me that. Actually, when he said Sean, he sounded kinda sexy and I liked it.
"Mark, I-um, t-thank you I guess."
"Sorry, about using your real name." Mark said quietly as he scratched the back of his neck.
"No, it's okay. I, um, kinda like when you say it." I whisper as I blush a little more feeling slightly embarrassed about what I just said. Mark was just about to say something else when the teacher spoke up.
"McLoughlin, Fischbach! What are you two talking about over there that's making McLoughlin blush?" The whole class went dead silent and I couldn't breathe. I didn't know what to say. I was completely choked up on my words. Thankfully Mark answered instead.
"I was just giving Jack compliments and he just couldn't handle all the attention, I guess," Mark said with a smile and turned to me. My whole face went up in flames at what he said. He is just making me even more embarrassed than I need to be. The teacher just looked at me and then turned back to whatever she had been working on. The students turned around in their seats and continued doing whatever they had been doing before this whole incident.
"Mark!" I said angrily to him as he just gave me a mischievous smirk and asked,
"What?"
"You just embarrassed me which made me blush even more!" I said as quietly as I could without yelling.
"I don't know you look pretty cute when you blush, Sean." My cheeks were scalding as Mark teased me. Then just as Mark was going to mess with me some more the bell rang. I quickly grabbed my stuff and walked out. I heard Mark walk closely behind me and follow me into our next class. This was the last class that Mark and I had together, which was upsetting to say the least.
However, when Mark sat down beside me and faced me I turned away with my arms crossed against my chest. Mark sighed making me giggle a bit. I could almost hear him roll his eyes.
"Alright grumppuss,"Mark said in a joking tone as he wrapped his arms around my torso and pulled me closer to him. I started to giggle at his ridiculousness. He then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and released me from his clutches.
I settled back down in my seat and looked at him with a smile. Mark smiled back as always. I then realized that he kissed me while we were in plain sight for anyone to see us. Thankfully, class hadn't started yet and there wasn't very many people in here. Hopefully no one saw us as most of them were preoccupied with something other than us.
I feel slightly bad that I was happy that barely anyone saw us. It was terrible hiding a relationship like this, even though we only had been officially together two days ago. I wanted people to accept us as individuals and I want to be thought of the same as them. I wanted to stop being picked on for being who I was and most of all I just wanted to be with Mark without hiding anything from anyone or to worry about what people thought of us and what they would do if they ever found out.
Being carefree with Mark is something I want to experience, I want to know what it feels like to live in the moment and not worry about the consequences that my actions bring. However, I don't know if I could ever know that feeling as both me and Mark have something we worry about every single day, whether it be each other or something else, we always have some sort of worry in our minds even if we don't say we do.
When I felt a hand on my back and a deep voice ask if I was okay, I was dragged out of my thoughts and into reality.
"Oh, uh, yeah sorry about that. I was just thinking."
"About what?" Mark asked quietly as he gently rubbed my back.
"I think we should talk about it later. Okay?" Mark nodded and we turned our attention to other things that I felt didn't seem as important as what I had been think about, but I don't think I should go back to thinking about that right now. I should just get through the rest of the school day.
Hey! What's up? Yeah I know this chapter is kinda shit but whatever. Just some quick updates about me and this book, I promise it won't be as long as last time. I just got out of school YAY!!!!! but that means that I probably won't update this on a schedule, just whenever I feel like it, which might mean chapters come out sooner. I don't know! I am also slightly sick! WHOOOHOOOO!!!! yes I literally have a trash can filled to the brim with kleenex's sitting next to me as well as a box of tissues. Sorry to myself and others, you are now filled with my nasty snot filled tissues! Also I bought a pair Markiplier pj pants (not pjorts, sorry) at the charity live stream and I can't wait for them to arrive!! Me: walks in with a Darkiplier shirt on and Markiplier pj pants on like "What?" And finally I just wanted to say that this story is going to be ending very soon, in a few chapters or so. I know you all don't want it to end. I don't either, but I have another story planned for after this one. I was kind of inspired by The Giver by Lois Lowry sooo that's all I'm going to say about it. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this chapter! BYE!!
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