basically jack goes to to marks house and everything goes balistic from there


3. drunk

~Sorry this is so short..but works~

We get to some bar called Avalon.. We walk in, music on slightly too loud and go sit down at the bar.

“Hey, how can I help you” The bartender asks.

“I’ll have a beer if ya will.” I said with a thick irish accent. Mark looked at me wide eyed

“Jack...Don’t do that” Mark said to me.

“Why?” I asked, still using the thick accent.

“Because down in LA people do party hard yes, but they don’t get extremely drunk like SOME Irish people would.” Mark said shyly blushing.

“Yeah, no worry’s..I was just having a bit of fun.” I said going back to my regular voice. The bartender comes back with my drink and then Mark orders his and puts money on the table for mine.

    After a few drinks in, we’re both a little drunk. We decide to head home. The next thing I know, I wake up to a phone ringing...what’s so squishy…? I thought. I opened my eye a tiny bit and see mark laying there sleeping. Shit.shit.shit this wasn’t suppose to happen..I thought. Mark opened his eyes and stretched. I closed my eyes again, acting like I was asleep. He ignored the phone ringing and wrapped his arms around me. I looked up at mark and sighed.

“I can’t do this anymore..” I said quietly

“Do what, Jack...” Mark asks, looking at me groggily.

“I can’t be like this anymore” I said and reached up to kiss Mark. I closed my eyes, he sat there for a second confused and frozen, then he eased into it..he just let it happen.

What about Singe... My mind raced and I pushed mark away.

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