//Dedicated to the amazing tiaraisfalling for editing this chapter. You are bae.\\
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Jack still looks like he's holding his pee while I, on the other hand, is holding the laughter that is threatening to burst right out of me.
He reaches for his phone and presses the home button. Sadly the screen remains blank. He tries to switch it on and off but a zero battery sign comes up instead. "Damn it." he mutters under his breath "Are you kidding me?" he sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.
We're gonna die. That's all I can think of. We're going to be stuck for a couple more hours until there's no more air to breathe in and then we'll suffocate and die.
"Hey what's wrong? Your hands are shaking" he snaps his fingers in front of my face, a worried expression placed on his features.
"Huh? What? Oh yeah I was um panicking a little"
"If you're thinking that we're going to die soon then I can guarantee you that we are not." He smiles.
I look at him incredulously and raise my eyebrow. "What are you? Edward Cullen or something?"
He throws his head back and laughs. "No" he says in between laughter "Honey I'm Charles Xavier, also known as Professor X" he grins
"Wow Professor your mind-reading ability is slowly damaging your brain" I smirk
"Ouch" He falls back and touches his chest "You wound me Nev! Look at my heart! It's bleeding!"
"Stop being dramatic Captain Jack Sparrow. Your heart is on the other side anyway." I shake my head.
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"Can I borrow your phone?" He angled his body towards me
"Someone's being nosy" I shot him a smirk
"What? No! I just need to check on something" He chuckles
"I'm just messing with you Jack and nope I left my phone on my bed. I told you this before"
"Shit" he mutters silently under his breath. "Alright" he said, and with a sigh, pulls himself away from me.
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