Call Him Ugly// ✔️COMPLETED✔️

High Hopes

Jacks POV

I felt good.

I really needed time to myself to think. I need to tell Mark.

I'm gunna tell him now. Just take a deep breath Jack. I thought to myself.

I knew I needed to tell him, but I couldn't.

I felt like I've been lying to him by keeping this dumb secret.

It was tearing me up inside.

My hands started shaking when I heard footsteps coming up to Mark's room.

Just fucking breathe Jack! I cursed to myself.

Mark came in gently. He sat next to me with a sad look on his face.

Wait, why is he sad?

Mark's POV

I saw Jack.

He didn't have long sleeves on. I could see new cuts on his wrist.

I sighed.

"Jack, I know what Josh did to you."

He looked up surprised by what I said. "W-wh-what. H-how?" I could tell he was panicking.

I picked him up and set him on my lap. "Someone's Facebook."

I paused. He set his head on my chest.

"Jack,.... why didn't you tell me?" I asked on the verge of tears.

I saw tears streaming down his face. "I-I-I n-never could bring m-myself t-to it." He cried.

I brought him closer to my chest.

I felt like if I let him go, he would shatter in a million pieces because he was broken before.

I kissed his forehead. He sobbed more into my shirt.

I felt so bad.

We both pulled away.

"Jack, I know this might be a bad time but, can you please lift your shirt."

He looked at me confused but did.

I looked in horror as the word  'FREAK' was carved into his skin.

I didn't know if Josh did it or Jack himself, but what I knew was that Josh was the cause of this.

I looked at his. I could see the guilt in his eyes.

That confirmed that he did it to himself.

I felt tears threatening to fall.

I quickly wiped them away.

Jack spoke up. "I-I t-thought that if y-you f-found out y-you w-would *hick* l-lea-leave m-me." He broke down into a sob.

I, if even possible, held him closer to my chest.

I felt a bad for my little Irish bean.

He doesn't deserve anything that has been happening to him.

"Don't waste your words on the people who deserve your silence. If someone doesn't appreciate your efforts, stop trying to please them. If they don't appreciate you, they don't deserve you. Jack, I love you with all my heart. I would never leave you, especially at a time like this. Jack, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

I felt the tears fall.

I looked up at me.

"I will never forget the moment I realized I loved you." Jack spoke.

I smiled.

"I love you more." He giggled.

"No, I love you more." I giggled.

"I am in love with your smile,
I am in love with you voice,
I am in love with you body,
I am in love with your laugh,l
I am in love with your eyes,
I am in love with you."

He tackled me in a hug, causing us to fall backwards and him on top of me.

I felt a deep blush finding its way on my face.

Jack giggled.

He kissed me on the lips. I kissed back.

He pulled away for air.

He spoke up. "The day I met you, my life changed..... the way you make me feel is hard to explain. You make me smile in a special kind of of way.... you make me fall deeper in love everyday."

We both got up and hugged.

I held him in my arms. He so small and fragile.

I smiled.

I pulled away and had a serious look on my face.

"You know we have to tell the police, right?" He sighed. "I know. Can we please go downstairs?"

He made puppy dog eyes at me. He sighed playfully.

"Fine just because you're so god damn adorable."

He giggled and pouted. "No I not." He said in a baby voice.

"Yes you are." Before he could say anything else, I ran down the stairs.

I heard him scream. "Hey you cheater!"

I chuckled.

We both eventually made it downstairs.

"Oh boys, you're just in time for dinner." My mom chirped.

I smiled.

"Hey mom, Mr and Mrs McLoughlin." I greeted. "Hello Mark." Mrs McLoughlin greeted back.

I smiled.

Me and Jack walked over to the kitchen.

"What are ya making mom?" I asked.

She chuckled. "Chicken and dumplings." She said proudly.

I cheered out loud. "Yay!" I said.

I love dumplings.

(Time skip)

The dumplings were finally done.

We all sat at the table. I, of course, sat by Jack.

I, smoothly, reached under the table and grabbed Jack's hand.

I saw him blushing.

I smiled.

I love my Jackaboy.

Jack's POV

I love my Markimoo.