|Fake or Real? PT 2|

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Marks P.O.V

We walk the rest of the way back to our apartment. Jack looks a bit tired out though, "Hey Jack?" I ask, he looks up at me with tired eyes. "Hm..?" He hums. "You tired?" I ask him, he then simply knods. "Yeah. A bit..but y'know what?" He smiles. "What?" I ask. "SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!!" He shouts. A Lady opens her window from a room above ours. (Since we just arrived home) "QUIET! IM TRYIN TO SLEEP!" She shouts,Me and Jack just look at eachother. Then burst into laughter, "ole Wilma.." Jack laughs. I knod in response, we walk up to the front doors, I open one for him. "What a gentleman~" Jack says sticking out his tounge than walks into the complex. My face starts to heat up, he's..just joking Mark. He doesn't like you..get it through your- I'm interrupted outta my thoughts when I realized I was on the floor,..with Jack on top of me. "Hah! Got ya!" I obviously looked stunned.."w-what?" Jack smirks. "You had your head in the clouds..again" he gets off me..damn my face is burning.. "Well..maybe if you weren't so short you'd be in the clouds too" I smirk. "Well then.." He pauses thinking of a response. "At least I can.." He pauses again not knowing what to say..probably because he's so tired. "Well?" I cross my arms. "I'll..think of something!" He laughs and walks to his room. "Night mark!" He yells. "Night Jack!" I yell and walk to my room, shutting the door behind me. Then, I get in bed (after changing of course!). Man..tonight was amazing.. Was the last thing I thought before my heavy eyelids clamped shut.
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Sup! I'm backkk~ so..y'all enjoying this? I've had writes block so I made a bit longer chapter for y'all! Baiii~

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Word count: 317

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