It had only been a week since Jackson took me back and I was already thinking about Mark again.

His smooth skin, his long elegant neck, the way he would look  at me...

'No Amara, you're with Jackson not Mark' I scold myself internally trying to stop thinking about him, something I usually failed miserably at. 

I honestly somewhat regretted my decision, not that I didn't love Jackson, because I really did. 

And I really loved being with him.

He knew me better than anyone else did.

But it was just something about Mark...

The way his eyes always sparkled when he looked at me,

how natural it felt to be with him,

how my name rolled off his tongue...

I liked it a lot. I liked him a lot, heck, I loved him.

He was so good to me... But so was Jackson.

I sighed heavily as I looked over at Jackson sleeping soundly next to me.

I never really thought about Mark when I was actually with Jackson, it was just at times like this when I was alone in my own thoughts that his face would sneak into my mind. 

I laid back down on my side, softly Jackson's hair careful not to wake him.

I always loved to watch him sleep, he looked so at peace compared to when he was awake.

Especially recently since all the things that have been going on with he Mark and I, the only time he really looked at peace nowadays was when he slept.  

He couldn't believe that I had chosen him over Mark...but it was almost an impulsive decision now that I think back on it.

Jackson was crying and I just couldn't stand to see him like that so I said I would go back with him.

But I really did love Jackson, so so much, and I hated seeing him hurt. 

Why couldn't I just be happy with Jackson? 

Why did Mark have to do this to me?
 

I sigh as I feel sleep beginning to overtake me. 

I let my hand fall from Jackson's hair and settle back into his chest.

Even in his sleep his arms wrap protectively around me.

I close my eyes and as an unwelcomed tear rolls down my cheek, 

I pray to whomever could hear me, that I wouldn't dream of Mark again....

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Author's Note: 

Hello my lovely ones, 

I'm Alex and I hope you enjoy my foreword <3 

Will add chapters soon but I just want to see how many people will actually be interested in this story. 

So pleaseeeeee subscribe if you're a fellow IGOT7 (still not used to that fandom name tbh) struggling between the lovely Mark and Jackson. <3

Thank you to everyone who subscribes or even if you just read it still thank you and please leave comments!  <3

Bye for now <3

/Jumps on Jackson's back/ 

"Come on Mark, let's go, stop killing them with aegyo"

/pulls Mark away from the screen by his hood/