Cranksepticeye

~Pewdieplier~

Hello again! I hope you're enjoying the story so far, and thank you for reading this, it means a lot to me. I know that Mark and Felix already kinda kissed, but I wanted to kinda give a little bit of an idea of what Mark was feeling, so yeaaa. Anyway, back to the story. :)

Mark's P.O.V
       "I dare you to kiss Felix," Jack said with an evil grin on his face. I looked at Jack in shock. Did Jack just dare me to kiss Felix? I searched his face for any hint of uncertainty or triviality, but he really meant it. I had to kiss Felix. I shook my head. Yes, I did want to kiss Felix. No, I did not want to kiss Felix in front of everyone, especially when he doesn't even like me back. I felt my face heat up and my heart stop as I heard that sentence. My mind started coming up with ways this could go wrong. I looked up to see Felix was blushing almost as much as I was, if not more. I had liked Felix for a little over a year, but I could never tell him that, he's into girls. Even if he were gay, he would never like me back. I felt my heart sink a little as I realized that even if we did kiss, it would only be for a stupid dare and most likely didn't mean anything to Felix. My eyes darted to the floor as I felt tears threaten to fall, but I held them back, I couldn't let anyone here see me cry, especially not Felix.
     I knew Felix had a girlfriend a while ago, and he seemed so happy with her, which meant he had to be straight, right? It doesn't matter because Felix doesn't like me the way I like him. He probably just sees us as close friends, and not as anything more than that. I still had a small sliver of hope that there was even a slight chance that Felix felt the same way I did. I lifted my gaze as Felix looked up at me and smiled a little. I gave him a weak smile back as I stood up. Felix stood up as well and we met in the middle of my living room. 

     My heart was racing and the butterflies were obnoxious. I could feel myself getting redder by the second. We stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before I looked around. EVERYONE was staring at us, especially Jack. I looked back to Felix, causing my heart to flutter. I took a deep breath, and slowly closed the gap between us. Suddenly, to my surprise, Felix started to kiss back. We sat like that for a few seconds. When we parted we were both a vibrant shade of red. I turned even redder when I heard a muffled scream of excitement from Jack. I turned around to see Jack with his hands over his mouth and him curled in a ball of excitement on the couch. I looked back at Felix who just shrugged and we both awkwardly shuffled over to our seats, directly across from each other..
     "Mark, your turn," Ethan said.

     I had been waiting so long to do this to Jack. He should know better than anyone that karma is a bitch. I smirk widely and look over to Jack.

     "Jackaboy, truth or dare," I asked, grinning from ear to ear.

Jack's P.O.V
      "Truth," I answered confidently.
      "Have you ever liked a guy," Mark asked with an evil smile. My heart stopped.
~Flashback~(Sorry for all of these, they're just very important to the story :))
     "Ma... I have to tell you somethin'..." I said. My heart was racing and I was breathing heavily.             "Ok, what is it," she said, her accent much thicker than mine. "Well... I think I might like guys..." I said. My mom suddenly dropped the plate she was washing, causing it to shatter. She turned to me to look me in the eye.
     "I think it's best if you leave," she said and turned around to wash the dishes again. My heart sank. I couldn't believe it... She was kicking me out. I wasn't angry, just hurt, but I knew this would probably happen. My whole family is very religious, and I knew they wouldn't except me, but I didn't expect them to kick me out.
     "But Ma, where will I-" "I'll get you tickets to America by tomorrow, go pack," she interrupted. I felt tears fill my eyes, blurring my vision. I nod, walking up the stairs to my room, tears streaming down my face. I threw all of my clothing into a bag and started packing my books and other things I had that would remind me of home. When I was done there was my bed in the corner, my desk near the door, my empty closet, my nightstand underneath the window, and the empty trunk at the foot of my bed. I looked around the room and tears started to fill my eyes. I couldn't believe I had to leave my family... All because I might be gay...