6 (part 2)

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You walk through the park with your mobile in your hand.

You call jack again.

"Please pick up..." You silently pray.

You hear a pause then the voice mail.

You give up and decide to walk home.

When you get home, there is no one home.

Suddenly you get a text.

Hoping its Jack you reach into your pocket.

You have a look at the screen seeing mark has texted you.

Mark- hey (Yn). Have you heard from Jack? We were supposed to see this new movie together but he didn't show.

You- there was a misunderstanding. He ask me to be his girlfriend and I said I don't know. He walked off. I tried everything to contact him.

Mark- OK. Thanks.

You get more and more stressed about jack.

You feel your phone buzz again.

Looking at the screen, you see it's jack.

Jack- hi, its Jacks mom. Jack came home then took his bike without his phone. Is he at yours?

You- no. I've been trying to contact him. We had a misunderstanding. I'm going to look for him now.

Jack- OK. If you don't find him in an hour, I'm calling the police.

You run out of the house, into your garage. You go to the corner and see your bike.

You grab it and ride out of the drive way.

You knew the one place hack would go when he was sad. The back of the highschool near where you lived.

You ride down the road and onto a path for a shortcut.

You see the highschool so you go up to the top.

You ride all the way up the hill and go around the corner.

You see jack and he looks away.

You jump off your bike and run towards him.

He looks at you sadly and stands up to grab his bike.

You shout at him.

You finally reach him before he can take off again.

"Jack wait." You say.

"Go away. Haven't you done enough?" He whispers.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know my answer." You whisper.

You place your hand on his cheek and rub it with your thumb.

Suddenly jack places his lips on yours.

You were shock but then joined the kiss.

"So, are you my boyfriend?" You say into the kiss.

"Yes." Jack smiles into the kiss.

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