Mark's POV

My eyes fluttered open, feeling that my body hurts all over because of the position that I was currently in. I stretch out my arms, trying to make it feel better. But my mind suddenly thought about Jack. I turn my head around, expecting to see his adorable face sleeping on the couch. What I got instead was emptiness with a shattered blanket on top of the couch. With confusion, I saw a sticky note on the couch as it reads out: I will be gone for the night, going to a friend's party. Hope you don't mind –Jack.

"Partying again...? Seriously Jack?" I thought to myself as I shook my head in disbelieve. Well, at least he's nice enough to leave me a note, right? 

My phone then rang a familiar tone, indicating that I got a new text and of course, it was from Wade.

W : Dude, are we going to play GTA V or not? We have been waiting for you for like 30 minutes!

M : Stop whining ya big baby! I just woke up. Give me 5 min tops, okay?

W : Okay then, we'll be waiting :P

I sighed as I threw my phone towards the couch, brushing my fluffy pink hair with my fingers. My mind once again wondered to Jack. I really hope that he's okay... and I also hope he doesn't bring anyone home again.

Jack's POV

Aaron was right, the party is off the hook! I see booze everywhere, everyone enjoying the shitty dubstep music that the DJ remixed as they dance, following the beat and most importantly, I see a lot of girls looking at my direction with a seductive smile on their faces. Before I can talk to them, I was cockblocked by Aaron. Great.

"Hey man! Enjoying the party?" He laughs away, as if he knows about what he has just done.

"Yeah dude! This party is blowing up, just like you said!" I laughed along, ignoring the fact that the girls walked away from me. I don't really care though, I can just grab anyone from the party later.

"So, care for a drink?" He asked, bringing out his British accent. "Why not? Let do this shit!" I answered in the form of screaming as I punched the air with both of my hands, feeling excitement flowing through my veins.

[Oh look, a time skip]

"Let's take another shot!" Aaron shouted into the air, slurring all over the place.

"Yes! To 'off the hook' partying!" I raised my shot glass into the air, clinging it with Aaron's. As I swallow it down, I felt a burning sensation inside my throat. "Damn, that one was rough to swallow." I said as I feel my vision blurs for a second.

"Yeah, I took it up a notch." Aaron admit while giggling. "So anyways, I'm going to see some people. See ya later Jack." He said as he waved his hand, trying to walk in a straight line but failed miserably. I laughed my ass off until my eyes darted into a girl with a beautiful long blonde hair, sitting by herself on a red loveseat. I got interested as she finally looks at me in the eyes, giving me a seductive wink. I fixed my green hair, as I walked to her, letting myself sitting right away.

"Well, I see that you are alone and I'm also the same." I smirked, slurring a bit because of the alcohol. "So why not put the pieces together and make something beautiful?"

She laughs at my cheesy pickup line (that doesn't even make any sense) for a while and calling me a 'dumbass.' As I lean in to her, I earned myself a kiss that slowly became a steamy make out session. But, for some reason, I feel... anxious. Don't get me wrong; her lips are very soft and amazing. But, I feel like I shouldn't do this, that it's not right... Usually I'm okay with this type of things. I mean you're talking about me here! The most famous heartbreaker around campus. And out of nowhere, Mark showed up in my head. His smile, his laughed, his toned muscle, his... everything. And my heart suddenly tells me to go and meet him and I couldn't deny.

I pulled away from the heated make out session and stood up, trying to find the exit.

"Why going so fast, honey?" She asked in disappointment as she holds my hand, pulling me back into the couch. "Your mouth is making me drunk too, you know? I ju—"

"I'm sorry, whoever you are." I stopped her in the middle of the sentence. "Your lips are amazing, but I don't know, I just feel off tonight."

Without letting her answer, I ran towards the mini bar, taking another shot, and another, and another with the hope that my mind will get back into the game. But it was worthless, getting myself more drunk just made my mind hectic and more things about Mark came flowing into my mind.

"Jesus Christ... I should go home." I mumbled while rubbing my head, trying to keep everything together. As I walked towards the door, a girl bumped into me, spilling her red cup onto her chest area that was heavily exposed. 

"Oh my god!" She screamed. "Look at what you did!"

"Oh, um... sorry, I'm not, you know." I slurred, trying to form words. "Well, you can do something to pay for it." She said, as she pointed her finger into her chest. "Like likin—"

"No time, sorry." I said, trying to be as straightforward as possible. No one in the party could distract me from Mark. I pushed her slowly from my way, earning a 'Hey!' from her. I finally walked outside with the song from the party still buzzing in my head. 

I just need to see Mark.

[Ah geez, I hope it's not too long (; v ;) i'll probably put some fluff in the next one! Thank you for reading <3]