MARKS POV
I couldn't help but linger onto that feeling. The idea of that feeling. Am I in love? No, I can't be. There's no way. And if I was, why now? With Jessie.....oh god I'm awful. I just friend zoned him when I don't want him there. Ugh. I looked out the window and down at the streets. I got onto google and searched up something.
Plane tickets to Ireland. Saturday, June 9th, 10:20 am.
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This story is in tears and in the trash I have no idea anymore but I'm continuing it for your entertainment lol im dead just end me this book is terrible and everywhere #imsosorry
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Help, I'm Terrified
FanfictionHe's alone, crying, starving to death, sick, aching in every part of his body. He ignored the messages on Twitter and the texts and calls from his friends. He finally got the nerve to answer his best friend. "Jack, are you ok?" "I'm not ok, Mark...
