Jacks P.O.V.

'But Y/N I are here to help you if you just...' you try to stop Y/n from stopping your conversation or discussion if you want to name it so.

Y/N hangs up on you and you scream in anger. You punch the wall multiple times while screaming: 'She got someone else!'

Blood is running down your knuckles and the burning pain kicks in so you enjoy it and smile a little, glad that you punish yourself for making a mistake.

What mistake, you do not know.

Matthias comes running to you and you swing your hand to slap him but he catches your hand and stoops under the other. He slides again and hugs you tight.

You cry onto his shoulder and dry your eyes, only to cry again. Matthias pets your bag while hushing you by rocking you up and down.

'What happened?' he questions you. The energy burst you had is totally dead right now, no remaining and no left pieces.

'Y/N has somebody... else. His name... is ...Roane,' you sniffle and cry. You are having a breakdown. With any luck you will not go in depression, once more.

'She hasn't, she would've told you that,' you hear Marks raspy voice come from the background. You sniffle into Matthias his scapula and get it all out.

'How would you know?' You ask to the ground. Mark stands up and -while crying from pain- he comes toward you and his cold body hugs yours hand Matthias his. You are in a cocoon from best friends and it feels like heaven.

'Because I know,' he whispers while hugging you. You smile a little and start to feel better. You are going to get things right tomorrow and then it is going to be sugerysuper!

Marks red hair touches yours and you giggle like a five year old. His hands are wrapping around you and Matthias and his cold skin is pushing against your burning cheeks.

You do not ever want to let go of him, or he letting go of you. You stop your tears and stand up, letting Matthias and Mark stunned behind.

Even Mark does not know what you are going to do. You lift up your shoes, every step you take hits you like a pillow. It is soft and cuddly; tasting it would be a combination of sugar and more candy.

You open one of the nearest cabinets where something could be hiding. First you find a pear plates and mugs, the second defends some trumpery and the third finally knows what you want, glasses.

You choose the biggest glass of them all and fill it with water. You got to drink something. You cried all your moisture out of your body so you fill it again. You use water to do so.

You open the fridge to find some cold water and sigh in relive. You open the big plastic bottle and get most of it in your glass, spilling only a little bit.

You expect Mark to be thirsty too and get a second glass, filling it with water you wink at the two surprised man. You laugh hardly hoping it will make you forget that name, Roane.

The name is still popping in your head but you try to ignore it. You are an optimist and they do not think like the way you do now.

Y/N said it was a friend, then it is a friend. Just trust her! She never lies to you. Not now and not ever. Be more positive!

Mark understood what you are doing and grabs Matthias his hand; together walking to the couch they start a movie. Or at least search a movie.

Yes, you just want to forget what happened and have a good old movie night with your mates. Does that sound so bad? It doesn't.

You walk back and give Mark his water, he smiles and hugs you so you almost let go of your water. He blushes and makes a small gab between himself and Matthias. You get your butt in there and sit down.

Mark drinks his water, soon his glass is empty and he sighs. You smile as you see how his face is getting its colour back and he is getting it warm but stops sweating like nuts. Water is THE medicine for everything, like your mom always told you.

The crappy fridge opens itself and the three of you see a piece lasagne, a half pizza and much beer. The three things you got to have in a man night.

Yea, you are making it a thing.

As Mark looks like hypnotised to the piece lasagne and Matthias his stomach is making weird noises because it needs food you decide to take off again, to the kitchen.

Once making your way towards the fridge you get the plates food and two beer out of it. Mark does not drink; his body cannot take the alcohol as you could say it.

He does not mind being sober for the rest of his life, you love him for that. You love him as a friend.

While warming both plates up you ask out loud: 'are ya feeling better, Mark?' your voice is a little bit rusty, you screamed your last words so it is used to screaming, not talking.

'Are YOU really asking ME?' he smiles and you chuckle a bit. His voice stand strong and you are happy he is feeling better.

'Maybe, I do not know. I guess it depends on who wants to know,' you annoy him in a funny way the both of you often do.

'The blacksmith,' Mark tries to yell but his timbre refuses to go any harder than a thundery undertone.

You laugh at his failure and scream in a pitchy voice: 'where's the blacksmith?!'

Mark laughs back at you, Matthias answers for his corny.

'On my couch, searching dirty films on Netflix!' he laughs and you could see Mark do that. That goofy friend of yours.

You give in and sit back on your spot, seeing fifty shades of grey on the screen.

'Hell no mate!' you laugh and Mark puts on a puppy face. I do not need a romantic film right now.

He just puts on the series he thought would be funny; you watch the first part and you already falling in love. After the second part the food you tried to thaw is ready.

You get up the third time this hour and a half and open the microwave, steam blows toward you so you cough. The other guys in the background laugh hardly and you smile a bit.

There is no other meal you could use, Y/N's cooking does sound good right now.

Stop thinking about her! You demand yourself.

You take the two plates and give one your friend Mark and the other your friend Matthias. They both smile at you, but then realise you have no plate yourself.

Multiple times Mark asks you if you want to share, you refuse every single time. Mark needs his energy more than you. You only need a shoulder to cry on; still hoping you will not use it.

5 episodes of the series has turned your attention on zero, your mind is tired and you cannot hold your eyes open. You lean on the first thing near to you: Mark.

As you fall asleep on your best friend you hear him say: 'Sleep well.'

You want to answer but you already drifted off.

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sorry that the vibe turned so quickly but i think Jack is a optimist and sees thing always positive so hear he shows that, well done jackeboy!;)

hope ya like it and sorry that the update is so late, i had much to do. next chapter will be Marks pov because on my computer it were 27 pages Jacks P.O.V.

love you cornflakes

Stay BOSS!!!

#cornflakes