Jack-

I came home and opened the door as the uber drove off. The lights were off and I frowned, wondering where Mark was. It took most of the day to find what I wanted to get him, it was already dark out. I flipped on the light-switch, gasping in shock when light filled the room. Mark had hung up little notes all over the room, flower petals all about the floor. The notes said things like 'I love you' and 'you're the best thing that's ever happened to me'. I felt tears brimming my eyes as he approached me, enveloping me in his arms.

"Hey," He said softly and I dropped the bag in my hand, letting it fall on a few petals, to hug him back tightly. I didn't want to let him go, it was sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me and so romantic.

"Why'd you do this for me?" I managed to say, letting a few happy tears fall as I pulled away. He took my hands in his and smiled, looking directly in my eyes.

"Because... You're worth it. I've never felt this way about anyone before, I'm crazy about you. I love you - every little piece about you. I know it's quick to jump to, but I am truly and utterly in love with you. You make everything in my life brighter, you healed me in ways I wasn't sure how to be healed. Dark disappeared because of my love for you, I don't even know how it's possible. You've saved me from thinking I was the most messed up person on this planet, telling me it wasn't my fault. I love you so much. You're strong, sweet... adorable," His grin spread wider and he kissed me softly. "I wanted to show you how much I love you because words just aren't enough."

"Mark, I love you too," I hugged him tightly, crying happily into his shoulder. "I can't believe you did all this."

"It's not nearly as much as I wanted to do," He chuckled and pulled away to look at me again. "If I had more time, it would've been more extravagant."

"Don't be silly, it's perfect," I assured him and he kissed me again, more passionately. "But the most perfect thing in this room is you."

"Oh, quit it, you cheesy goober," He laughed and I giggled, rolling my eyes.

"Says the guy who littered the living room with flower petals and cute notes," I smirked, knowing I had him cornered.

"Yeah, okay, you win," He caved and grinned, taking something out of his back pocket. He handed me a piece of paper.

"What's this?" I asked, beginning to open it. I gasped a bit once I started reading it.

"I figured we could take a little vacation together if this went well," He said as I read it over and over again. "We're leaving in a week."

"We're going to Ireland?!" I grinned excitedly. Even though there were lots of bad memories back at home, it was still home and I missed my country. I never got the chance to experience it to the fullest and Mark was giving me just that. I couldn't believe he'd pay for this and everything.

"I wasn't sure if you wanted to go after everything. It's okay if you don't-"

"No, no, no, I do! I really, really do," I assured him and he smiled, cupping my face with his hands.

"I really wanted to see where my little bean came from and I figured we could get rid of all those bad memories by making good ones," He explained why he decided to pick Ireland.

"You're right. I would love to replace the bad memories with good and if you're there, I definitely can," I smiled. "So we're leaving in a week?"

"Yeah, I figured that would be enough time to pre-record some videos and get ready."

"How long are we going to be there?" I asked.

"About four days. I know that's not enough time to make up for all the bad shit, but we can always go again in the future," He reassured me, letting me know it wasn't going to be the last time I'd go home, which was comforting. I was paranoid about running into family or the priest, but Mark must've been listening to me when I told him where I used to live and picked a place not too far, but not too close to where I used to live - somewhere I had never been and neither had my family, but I knew about from kids at school. We must've been thinking about the same thing as he asked, "Is the location alright?"

"It's perfect. You did perfect," I smiled again and kissed him, his arms automatically wrapping around my waist as he kissed back.

"You're too cute," He murmured after pulling away. I giggled a bit and insisted on another hug, letting my head rest on his chest. "Did I mention I love you?"

"A few times," I giggled again. "But I love you too."

"I love you more."

"Are we really going to do this already?" I laughed at the cliché, play fight.

"Of course," He smirked and kissed the top of my head. "I did a bit of reading on Ireland and it's much colder there than here around this time of year, so I figured we'd go out today and get some warm clothes to bring with."

"That'd be perfect. I'm too used to California weather now, I won't be able to bare the cold much," I thought aloud, thinking it was a great idea, as neither of us had anything too warm. "It rains there a ton, but we can get an umbrella while we're there."

"Really? Are you up for a little kissing in the rain?" He chuckled, pulling away to wink at me. I felt myself blushing a bit again, wishing I could stop doing that in front of Mark, but he always knew the right things to say to trigger it.

"Oh, you hopeless romantic," I giggled and he kissed me again, making sure I knew that I was loved.