Previously
??? POV~
Great. It's him.
NOW
Amys POV~
That little faggot has to be here. Trying to STEAL Mark away from me, who does he think he is?' I see him glare at me and walk away to sit a farther booth. I decided to call Mark. You know, cause he is MINE.
"Siri, call Markimoo."
'Calling Markimoo'
It rang for about a minute until I heard his (sexy ass) voice.
(Mark is BOLD and Amy is Italic)
Hello?
Hey Markimoo!
*groans* Hello Amy.
Why do you sound so miserable?
*inaudible mumbles*
Mark?
Sorry I was talking to my mom.
Oh, well I am at Starbucks right now if you wanna come to see me!
*more inaudible mumbles*
Yea I'll be there in 5 minutes.
Okay! By-
Wow. Must really wanna see me if he hung up so fast. I giggle to myself and see Jack leaving the counter to his booth. He threw a quick glare at me before sitting back down in his booth. "Faggot" I mumbled under my breath.
Marks POV-
I quickly walk down the sidewalk to Starbucks. I step inside to get hit by the smell of coffee and pastries ( I don't know¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
"MARKIMOO!"
Oh, Jesus Christ... Everyone turned there heads to see Amy scream my name and hug me. Wait.
IS THAT JACK?!
( ͡°( ͡° ͜ʖ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°) ͡°)
~ Dearest
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Written In His Eyes.
FanfictionA gay fan fiction where every moments is written in their eyes. That sounded poetic. I like it :) Septiplier. Cause it's dead but this peice of trash still ships it.
