MARKS POV
As i sit and play Subway Surfers, trying to unlock Spike, I hear three sharp knocks on the front door. I quickly rush down the hallway, and yank the door open. I immediately see Gerard smiling, Patrick standing next to him, his glasses starting to fall off his nose bridge.
"Hey, Mark," says Gerard excitedly. but I barely hear him, behind him I make a small, slight body.
"Oh, yeah, we went and grabbed your other friend," he says dismissively and pushes past me, letting himself in like family. Pat followed; and I am left staring and smiling like an idiot at the small guy at the back
Jack.
JACKS POV
I look at myself in my full length mirror, and decide to change my light grey shirt and jumper for a pastel blue, loose shirt and black, baggy jumper. I kept my skinny black jeans on, mostly because I didn't want to take my red and black Nike joggers off. I hear a knock on the front door and walk down to grab it. I see Gerard's white hair, as I look up slightly. behind him, is a blocky slightly shorter figure wearing a black fedora and thick black rimmed glassed. he smiled shyly.
"hey, Jack," he says casually, "This is Patrick. Patrick, this is Jack. now that's over, lets go." he turns to walk across the road and I begrudgingly follow his steps. Patrick gives me a small smile, his eyes full of guilt for me. with Gerard in the lead, I stay at the back, trying to hide between them both, although this is made difficult with Patrick being shorter than me. Gerard gives three sharp knocks on Marks door. I quickly gather my thoughts before Mark opens it slowly. Gerard pushes Mark aside saying he has to piss and Patrick follows.
I am left staring at the cutest thing on the planet.
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Why be the judge? (Septiplier)
FanfictionStarting a new school sucks, just ask Jack. Living with abusive parents you thought loved you is torture, Jack knows. But on the first day Jack sees the cutest boy on the planet, but he knows it won't work out... no one wants a depressed sad sack th...
