Chapter 1

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Sean's POV

To Mark: I'm bored call me plz.

From Mark: Sorry Seany I'm busy right now call you in a bit.

To Mark: But Markimoo I need to talk to you.

From Mark: I'm sorry Seany bear but you have to wait a bit, ok?

I ignored the petname as much as possible but I couldn't help but smile at it.

To Mark: Fine. But you're gonna pay. Lol jk.

From Mark: I like when you threaten me it's adorable.

To Mark: I'm tired of waiting I'm calling your lazy ass right now.

From Mark: Woah language I'm babysitting Anabelle.

To Mark: How is my little blue belle?

From Mark: She's fine Sean. She has a stomach ache tho.

To Mark: Poor girl. How's my big blue belle?

From Mark: One, I'm not your big blue belle, and two, I'm fine. Thanks for asking.

To Mark: You may not think that but you are.

From Mark: I strongly dislike you right now.

To Mark: C'mon we both know you love me like a brother.

From Mark: Do not.

To Mark: Do too.

From Mark: Fine I do. Sorry Seany pooh but I have to go, gab at you later.

To Mark: Bye Markimoo. Don't forget to call me later.

From Mark: Fine you win call you in an hour.

Message not sent
To Mark: Yaayyy!!!! Love you😍😍😍😍!!!!

I yelled, "Mother fucker why didn't you send!!!!" I whispered, "Yes tap to resend."

To Mark: Yaayyy!!!! Love you 😍😍😍😍!!!!

From Mark: Please tell me that was meant for someone else.

To Mark: Nope.

From Mark: Please tell me you mean as a friend.

To Mark: Yeah.

Ouch, didn't see that coming. Fuck you Mark. I love you, you big dope why can't you see that.

From Mark: You know you don't have to lie to me we've been friends for almost 14 years.

To Mark: Fine I love you as more than a friend.

From Mark: As a brother?

To Mark: No as. Yes as a brother.

From Mark: Tell me the truth Seany bear.

To Mark: That is the truth Markimoo.

From Mark: No it's not you always call me "Markimoo" when there's something wrong or you're lying. Not to mention when I call you "Seany", "Seany bear" or "Seany pooh" you always tell me to stop.

To Mark: I'm telling you the truth.

From Mark: Are you ok Seany?

To Mark: I'm fine.

From Mark: Come on Seany tell me the truth, I'm starting to get worried about you.

To Mark: Worried about me? When do you ever care about me that much?

From Mark: Are you just trying to get me to call you because it's kinda working?

To Mark: No.

From Mark: Well either way I'm calling you.

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