Wasted Chances (boyxboy/manxman) [SK series]

Chapter 5

IMPORTANT NEWS!

Sooooo, I’ve decided that this book will in fact be the book for MarkxElliot, CalebxSilas and ZackxZeke because it’s an awful lot of work to make 3 books for three different stories when only a few people want to know what happens to each of those couples. However I will do a separate book for Damon and Luke because they are the least included characters so I could use my imagination for them 2. I have always wanted a story like theirs to write about by itself. They’re my second favourite >.<                         Now welcome To Zeke and Zack!

*Zeke’s P.O.V*

I hummed happily as I practically skipped down the halls of Shane’s house, on my way to my room. I lightly tapped a tune on my door in case my roommate wasn’t decent before entering when there came no reply. Still humming, I entered with a bright smile which only widened when I saw Mark on his side of the room on his bed with his headphones in and his notebook out. Carefully, I made my way over and peered over his shoulder to see what he was doodling oh so dreamily.

“AHAHAHAHAHA,” I burst out, stepping back and falling on my bed with a fit of giggles and snorts, my hands around my aching stomach as a few tears were wiped from my eyes. Annoyed at the interruption, Mark yanked off his headphones to glare at me menacingly while I just wiggled my eyebrows at him. “Have a little crush do we?”

He scowled, slamming his book shut and shoving it under his pillow forcefully. “I don’t know what you mean, and at least one of us have somewhat of a relationship!” I raised my eyebrow in question. “I may or may not have a boyfriend now...”

My mouth opened in an ‘o’ of shock, I can’t believe that little punk found a guy before I did! Not to mention it was the mate he apparently hated so much yet they were now in a relationship! In a way I like to compare my relationship with Zack with Mark’s relationship with Elliot. I was Elliot and Zack was Mark.

Now all I needed to do was find out why he forgave Elliot so that I can find my way in with Zack. Like a gossiping high school girl, I grabbed my pillow and set it on my lap so I could rest my head on it. “Tell me everything!” Mark merely scoffed snobbishly before relenting. So for the next hour we gossiped like straight girls before the sky grew dark and there was a knock at the door.

“Come in!” We hollered together, grinning at our synchronisation. The door creaked open and let in a stream of light from the hallways as Zack’s face appeared in the doorway. “Lucas says he needs to speak to you.” He didn’t even look at me once as he spoke directly to Mark who nodded once in reply before getting up and out.

Just as he was closing the door I shot up and grabbed him. Alarmed, he turned to see what I wanted and I managed to steal a chaste kiss. “I’ll get you to forgive me Zack, one way, or another.”

Snatching his arm away from me, he scowled and walked around without a word but I didn’t miss the way his mouth twitched in a suppressed smile. Maybe Mark’s idea of wooing him wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

*Lucas’s P.O.V*

I was rummaging around in my wardrobe and clothes when Mark came in, his eyes widening at the state of the place, “What the fudge happened here?!” I ran over to him and immediately covered his mouth with my hand to quieten him, shivering in disgust when he began licking my hand to get me off. After I was sure he would make no more noise I jumped away from him and immediately flung my arm around like it was diseased.

 It was covered in spit.

Mark’s spit.

I made a sound of disgust and walked off to the bathroom, having to going sideways as I didn’t want my hand to go anywhere near me while Mark looked at me with confusion and amusement. “You do realise your hand won’t eat you right?”

I glared at him but said nothing. “So what did you call me for anyway, or was it just for that,” he smirked. I scowled as I dried my hand and replied. “Actually, believe it or not, I called you because I needed for your help. I lost something very important.”

“Why not just ask Shane, I’m sure he’d be willing to bend over backwards for you,” He winked. I blushed and shook my head to get rid of the image as enticing as it was; I have a feeling getting a boner right now wouldn’t be a good idea.

“I can’t ask Shane because it’s for Shane. It’s a little something I got him to go with a little something else...”

“You’re going to have to stop speaking in riddles with me if you want my help, you know.” Mark cut in.

I grunted in annoyance and blew out a frustrated breath, running my hand through my hair. I knew my face was probably red, though I couldn’t tell if it was of embarrassment or aggravation. “I ...might have ... gotten Shane a promise ring ... and plan on ... moving ... in ... together...maybe.”

I looked at Mark who looked like he had just seen a ghost banging his mother. A strange combination of emotions indeed... “Woo!” I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion while looking at him. I couldn’t tell if he was mad that we – well I- had decided to proceed in this relationship or was happy for us.

“F*ck yeah! I mean I’m a little upset Shane won’t be living with me anymore but I get the place to myself, well, more so than before, but whatever!” He grinned enthusiastically as he began to dig in to my room. I stood there for a moment frozen with bafflement but then shook my head – I’ll never understand just why Shane is friends with these strange people but hey, at least he’s helpful right!

We were digging around for a couple of minutes when Mark suddenly moved to the bedside drawers and pulled them open before I could stop him. Silence... “I-it’s not what you think, honestly!” I tried to explain, fumbling over my words. Mark didn’t react or move. I looked at his face to see his eye twitching oddly with his mouth agape. “Hello?”

“MY EYES, THEY BURN! WHY GOD, WHY?!” He suddenly shrieked, backing away from the area and me. I hurriedly shut the drawer cringing to myself- I cannot believe he saw that…

You see, a little while back I had gone for a few days for some pack business without Shane as it wasn’t really something that important. While I was there, however, Shane seemed to get a little lonely and…well we he basically jumped on me and we were at it like bunnies as soon as I came back

During one of our breaks from the bedroom I suggested the idea that we give each other a little…material to help us if we were ever apart for some reason so we wouldn’t get lonely - nothing weird, just a few… indecent photos of ourselves; some of Shane and some of me.

That’s what he saw.

“Mark?” I called. He had run to the bathroom and locked the door but not come out yet after 10 minutes. I knocked once and frowned when there was no reply, pushing the door slightly. Immediately I spotted Mark shivering in disgust in the corner.

“Oh stop being such a baby, it’s not that bad!”

Raising an eyebrow, he questioned, “So you wouldn’t mind if I sent you naked photos of me and Elliot then?”

I immediately recoiled and felt a little sick come up – no way in hell would that be sane.

“Look, let’s just find the ring and never speak of this again, agreed?” I grumbled, already walking out with Mark hot on my heels. “Agreed”

*Shane walks in* (Not seeing Mark)

Shane: Hey sexy, I got a little surprise for tonight, its-

Mark: STOP! MY EARS AND EYES, THEY BURN!

Shane: …Where have you been looking O.O (*/////∇/////*)