Then, they laugh. They laugh long and hard and it knocks them off their feet and it was like the roof top again. Except this time, Mark had socks on and Jackson was in love.  ForewordYou have 1 new voice message.Im sorryJackson groans. Not this again.So sorryI didnt...His deep baritone voice continues and Jackson wonders if his voice has always been that deep or if it’s because he always sounded so wrecked and near tears whenever he called.I will never forget you.His voice cracked on you. He pauses for a moment, a small muffled sound, which Jackson can imagine was him taking a moment to bite his lips, as Jackson liked to pretend he was wont to do whenever his voice gives up under the intense emotional pressure that the guy puts himself under. I loved you. This was starting to really break Jacksons heart. He doesnt know how much more of this he can take. *Many thanks to the lovely Fatimdoki for the new cover of the story! Shes a very lovely person and I reccomend you check out her stories and other graphics.