Why be the judge? (Septiplier)

Chapter 25

MARKS POV (three weeks later)

We are moving off to last period and I'm sick of hearing about the excursion. It was three weeks ago. On the bright side, his friends let sit with them, even Patrick and Gerard, though Dan and Phil are still cautious of me; but that's understandable.

I walk into the music room and Ms tells us its prac. I grab a guitar and walk into one of the back rooms. I hear Gerard's voice singing Message man, by TOP. I strum the guitar version of the chords and sing softly to it. I jumped when I hear a sneeze and look up. Standing in front of me is Jack, twiddling a pair of drum sticks in his hands, smiling.

"Aren't you supposed to playing something; not listening." I say smirking.

"It's hard work walking to the drum set. So I thought I would sit and take a break." He grins back.

"Well, break times over now go. Shoo!" I stand up and push him off the table and to the drum room where I shut the door and call, "Enjoy prison, princess!"

"I'm going to lose my mind! Someone help!" he calls trying not to laugh.

"No one can hear you!" My stomach hurts from holding in laughter.

"Are you boys alright in here?" Asks Ms from behind.

"Yeah, we're good," I say as she walks out the door and shuts it behind her.

I open the door slowly to see if he's given up. And through the crack I see him in a ball in the corner of the room, shaking. I rush in to see if he's ok. But before I do, I set the lock in case he tries any funny business. But it's easy to unlock if it does get locked.

"Jack are you alright? I'm sorry if I scared you," I say gently. Then I hear it. A small giggle.

"Yeah. I'm fine," he whispers.

"Can I do something to make you feel better?"

"Come closer, and I'll tell you."

I crouch down and lean my head closer to his.

"You know what will make me feel better?" he asks

"What? I'll do anything for you, baby," I say

"You can... you can TAKE MY PLACE IN THIS HELL HOLE!" he yells before pushing me to the floor and making a run to the door. He reaches the door but half trips and pushes the door; and before we know it the door closes.

JACKS POV

I get back up and go to pull open the door... but it's locked.

"Di-did you lock the door before you came in?" I giggle.

"I may have played a very tiny bit in the locking of the door," he says, red hair all over the place.

"A small bit!? Bullshit! You planned it all!" I pretend to be mad.

"Well sor-ry, cranky, but what if I just wanted to spend time with just you?" he sasses and instantly I feel my cheeks heat up. He stands up and walks closer to me, an evil grin on his face.

"What do you want? I know that smile."

"I just want a kiss," he says innocently.

"I don't believe you one bit. You want more than that."

"You're a bully." He pouts

MARKS POV

"Hypocrite." He smirks

I'm about to grab him in a big bear hug and tackle him to the ground, when Jacks phone goes off. He stares at the screen for a minute before looking up.

"We need to go before this gets worse." He says, before using the release mechanism to unlock the door.

We reach our seating area, and Dan, Felix and Cry are sitting around someone, that I can't make out. Jack runs the rest of the way and when I arrive, I see its Gerard, hands holding his head.

"Gerard what's wrong?" Jack asks carefully.

"He won't talk to anyone, all we heard was Pat screaming at him," says Felix.

"Where's everyone else," I ask.

"With Patrick. They went to make sure he's okay." Replies Dan.

I take a seat next to Gerard and lower my head towards his ear.

"Are you alright dude?" I whisper quietly

He shakes his head.

"Do you want to take a walk?"

He nods.

"Just you and me?"

Another nod?

"Alright, let me grab my stuff and go."

I stand up and grab my bag and his.

"Where are you going?" asks Dan; keeping at least three feet away from me.

"We're just going to take a walk, we'll be in class."

"Let us know if we can help." Says Jack.

"Promise," I give him a quick kiss, and touch Gerard's shoulder.

"Come on."