Jack's POV

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(Don't play song yet)
I run out of the room. Oh shit!  My fangs came out. They only do that when I'm near a 'potential mate' aka someone that my brain thinks I deserve. But I don't deserve anyone. I love Mark. Suddenly he comes chasing after me. "Jack, wait!" (Play song now)

"I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one call away

Call me, baby, if you need a friend
I just wanna give you love
Come on, come on, come on
Reaching out to you, so take a chance

No matter where you go
You know you're not alone

I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one call away

Come along with me and don't be scared
I just wanna set you free
Come on, come on, come on
You and me can make it anywhere
For now, we can stay here for a while, ay
'Cause you know, I just wanna see you smile

No matter where you go
You know you're not alone

I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one call away

And when you're weak I'll be strong
I'm gonna keep holding on
Now don't you worry, it won't be long, Darling
And when you feel like hope is gone
Just run into my arms

I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one, I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one call away
I

'm only one call away. " (Mark sounds a lot like Charlie Puth)
"Mark, I-" I start. "No. I have to tell you something. I love you beautiful golden eyes, your neon green hair. I love your sense of style that no one can copy, your dashing eyebrows." He chuckles. So do I. "God damn it, Jack, I love your scars and all your painful emotions Jack!" He says pulling my sleeves up, revealing my cuts.   "Because those are what make you, you. And I love you. Jack I really love you. And I don't care if being gay would ruin my reputation, I really don't fucking care!" He almost yells. He leans in and kisses me. I'm surprised at first, but lean into it. He pulls away. "Helig skit!" I hear Felix gasp. I kiss mark again while I flip Felix the bird. We pull away. "I win," I say, "I said I love you first." "WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!" Mark yells. "No way! I never heard you say it." He says. "Yes you did Mark! 'Is breá liom tú.' It means I love you in Irish." I burst out laughing. He does too. Suddenly, Mark starts coughing. He falls over with puke and blood coming from his mouth. "Help!" I scream.  "Someone help Mark!" I say. No one hears me. I pick him up bride style and carry him to the ER.

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