Mark P.O.V
I smile seeing Liz responded to my tweet a while later. I look at the time and figure I should probably get going to the airport. I made a poster that read "Welcome to L.A, Goof." That's what I always called her. I got into my car and drove to the airport.
Liz P.O.V
I was awoke by another passenger. It was an elderly women with dark grey hair.
"It's time to wake up, dear." She said with a warm smile. I thanked her and saw that we landed. A giant smile came across my face. I'm already one step closer to seeing Mark.
I grabbed my backpack and got off the plane. I was suddenly put into a see of people. I looked around for Mark. Until I saw a man holding a white sign. I could tell just by his hair and his glasses peeking over the poster it was Mark. The poster read "Welcome to L.A., Goof!"...now I'm for sure it's Mark. We made eye contact and he immediately dropped the poster and held open his arms. I took this as a sign and I ran to him. I ran into his arms and he held me tightly. I wrapped my arms around his torso as well and we just stayed there for what felt like hours but it was only 2 minutes. When we let go of each other, we both were almost crying.
"I missed you so much." We both said at the same time. We both chuckled at that at went to get my luggage and head for the cab. Mark held my hand the entire way.
Mark P.O.V
"I love you so much..." I thought to myself.
Liz P.O.V
"I love you so much..." I thought. I noticed that mark was still holding my hand, I smiled at this. I squeezed his hand and he squeezed back. I started getting pokey, so I started to poke his cheek and when he turned to me, I would look away. He did the same thing to me. This game went on until we got to his apartment. He tried to pay for the cab, but I payed before he even got his money out. I grabbed my backpack, and Mark insisted he carry the suitcase. Mark got his key from his jeans and unlocked his door. I stood in awe. A spiral staircase...fancy. Mark noticed me looking at his staircase and just laughed.
Mark P.O.V
Liz stood in awe of the staircase, which made me laugh. I asked if I could take her backpack upstairs, but she denied and ran up the stairs. I rolled my eyes and chased after her. I heard a door close, making me think she was hiding...but where?
Liz P.O.V
I ran up the stairs, seeing it was a dead end I ran into a random room which turned out to be his room. I closed the door and hid in his closet. I heard the door creak open and and heard Mark quietly saying."squeeeeeak." I tried not to laugh. He must have heard me and came towards the closet. He burst open the doors and wrapped his arms around me and started to tickle me.
"MARK *laughs S-STOP!" I squealed while he was still ticking me. Just like last time, I slapped him. He grunted in pain, but still tickled me. I remembered what I did next from when we were 14 I....kissed his cheek. Eh, what the hell.
I grabbed his face and kissed his cheek. But unlike last time, he didn't just laugh. He blushed and just looked at me. Did NOT expect this.
"Mark, I'm sorry, I-" i was cut off by Mark.kissing me...but not on the cheek, on the lips.
"Now...we're even!" He rolled off me and ran down stairs. What just happened?
Woaaah do Liz and Mark like each other??? Maaayybe! See you guys in the next chapter! Don't burn down your houses while I'm gone! Bye!
~TheEquinox ☜
