Mark led me to his car and opened the passenger door open.
"Thank you" I said quietly. He lifted my chin up with his thumb
"Sweetheart, what's wrong.?"
I took a deep breath "I'm scared what everybody will say."
"Why.?"
"Because I've skipped school for three weeks so I could take care of Christina."
"They won't say anything I promise."
"And if they do.?"
"Then I was wrong and I'll be there the entire time supporting you and holding your hand."
"Thank you." I gave a small smile and kissed him softly.
When we got to school I was followed by a swarm of whispers. I was so self conscious. Just like Mark said he was next to me holding my hand.
"Thank you" I whispered "For everything. Loving me, supporting me, everything"
"I thought I should be the one thanking you" he whispered back "You're way too good for me."
"What do you mean.?"
"I mean that you're so beautiful, funny, amazing, nice, loving, etc. and you're with me. A loser with nice hair"
"Then why do I love you so much.?"
"That, I'm clueless on." I just laughed. We stopped at my locker and he nudged me toward the wall he whispered in my ear. "I love you more than anything in the entire universe, without you I'm better off dead." Before I could say anything he kissed me. It was long and passionate, but before one of us could end it we heard somebody clear their throat.
"No Public Display Of Affection in the hallways."
"Yes ma'am." we mumbled together and we walked off into class. We had all but one class together all day.
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Lexxii's Story .
RomantikLexxii's Story is about a girl who tells her story about how she got into & out of a Mental Institute ..
