The Freak in the Pastel Skirt // Septiplier

~8~

// MARKS POV //

My heart fluttered, painfully. The feeling in my chest felt like a million pounds as I turned the car off. Jack was sitting on the roof of his porch. His legs were almost fully exposed, scrawny and thin, almost of a woman's shape. The rest of him was covered in a rag like sweater that somehow fitted him very nicely. I took the keys out of ignition and hopped out of my car, this could possibly be the danger I was fearing, I couldn't help but wonder.
"Don't come any closer."
His small, shy, irish accented voice was full of umbrage, worry, and pleading. I wanted so badly to help him but going up there could possibly endanger him. I wanted so badly climb up there and give him a hug, he looked as if he was in pain. I wanted so badly to kiss him again... and feel his lips against mine...
The thought of it made my cheeks flush and my mind go insane. I couldn't help it "I'm going up there with you whether you like it or not." my voice was strict.
"Go home, Mark, I don't need you here." He began to climb back indoors, my heart felt heavy and I couldn't help but run. Run to him. I climbed up to the roof of the port using the railing as support. I lifted my body up and rushed to his window. He was standing there, arms crossed and his gaze pointed toward me. "You're going to get me in trouble." His voice was soft. "May I come in?" I asked politely as he drew his curtains shut and turned his back to me.
I climbed through the window as quietly as I could "Are you alright?" I whispered. He ignored me. This was going to be tough but I was in for the fight. I took a step closer and pulled his chin toward me "I said are you alright?" I whispered sternly. He kept his gaze down. I thought of words to say or actions to take but the only thing that seemed right was to pulled him in for a hug, so I did. I wrapped my arms around his fragile body and help his head close to my chest. Moments later I felt his arms wrap around my torso. I let the quiet settle for a moment and without thinking "Do you want to get out of here?"

Authors Note:
Hi I'm really sorry for the long wait I'm just really not into writing or the jse fandom anymore oops but y'all seem to like it so I'll try and keep it going 💕
ALSO SO THIS IS REALLY CONFUSING AND IDK WHAT I WAS DOING BUT IM JUST GONNA SAY THAT INSTEAD OF JACK BEIG A TRANSFER HE USED TO LIVE THERE AND HIS FANILY MOVED BACK AND HATS HOW HE KNEW THE GARDEN OKAY? OKAY. SORRY