You could tell it in the way he walked. Those cocky strides and perfectly placed steps. The way he would stand with his feet pointed outward while talking. Leaning his head against his locker and daring you to fall into your own trap. Smirking as he saw you get stuck in your own syrupy love sick voice. It was easy to tell he was a player. His goal being to seduce you and destroy. Yet still everyone fell down on there knees as he stood in front of them. Begging for the bliss he supposedly gave for the quick week he stayed with them. It was no secret that Jack Mcloughlin was made a player but the catch is Mark Fishbach was made one too. -TRIGGER WARNINGS: HAVE QUESTIONS? ASK ME AND I'LL GET BACK TO YOU-

Just another septiplier story. Just made this for fun! I'm glad most of the readers enjoy the story! ENJOYYYY!

You just wanted to get a tattoo and you expected it just to be a normal day to get one form your friend Nick You were wrong you met a handsome man with tons of muscle by the name of mark....a tattoo for you started a long lasting relationship with a man that you now love

~Short Septiplier Fanfiction~ Jack flies to America for what he thinks to be a normal visit to see Mark and his other buddies, but some unexpected events make it not just a normal trip, but an amazing one.