I have always loved you... | Markiplier x Reader

Chapter 2

Your POV

Once we got to the car we pretty much never stopped talking. We even had a poop-song sing-along together. It was great. It was never a dull moment with Mark.

"Everybody wanna steal my poop! Everybody wanna take her poop away!" We sang in unison. We couldn't stop laughing. God, his laugh was so adorable. Wait, stop that brain, you can't like him, he's your best friend, and you're gonna be living with him till you find yourself an apartment. Don't make it awkward like always.

Mark's POV

We talked the entire way to the apartment. She was so easy to talk to, I never felt weird around her, but maybe that's just because we've been friends for 13 years... You know what? I don't care, it might mean something, does that mean I like her? MAYBE! SHUT UP BRAIN I CANT FEEL EMOTIONS IM TOO MANLY!

Your POV

Once we finally got to Mark's apartment he practically dived out of the car just to run over and open the door for me. Why was he doing this? He usually never does. Eh, whatever, it's Mark, always surprising you.

I went to the back of the car to get my bags to see Mark beat me to it. He was acting different. Usually he would get my stuff and then throw it on the ground. Maybe he was just being nice for once. He flashed me a smile and I returned it. "You know Mark, I can carry my own shit." He looked back at me as he opened the door to the lobby. "Yeah, but, I wanted to carry your shit for you. Can't I be nice for once?" He said with a slight chuckle. I rolled my eyes and just followed him to his apartment.

Mark's POV

I put (y/n)'s bags down and got my keys out of my pocket to open the door. Once I unlocked it, I moved slightly to let her go in first. I bowed slightly and waved my hands toward the door. "You first, m'lady." She laughed slightly and hit the side of my head gently. "Oh, how kind of you Mark. I mean- Lord Markuad." She giggled at "Markuad". "How did you remember that! That was like 5 months ago!" She looked at me with disbelief. She put her hand on her chest, as if offend. "Are you saying I have a horrible memory? I'll have you know, I still remember when you threw a pencil at the teacher in Geometry and blamed it on me!"

I laughed at that. I remembered that too. It was pretty funny. "Hey! That was funny though!" She sat down on the couch and took her shoes off. "I had a week of lunch detention for that! I was so bored!" She threw her shoe at me. It kinda hurt actually. "Hey! I was lonely too! I had to sit with Wade alone!" We both laughed at that, she had also been friends with Wade. Which was great, I didn't always have to deal with Wade's shit alone. "Well if you didn't blame it on me, you wouldn't have had to deal with Wade's shit alone!" She threw her other shoe at me, damn they stunk. But hey, they always did. I know, in track in 7th grade she would always take her shoes off after she got done with her 1600 (mile) and shove it in my face. It's always nice to have a girl you can joke around like this with.