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remember new york? ~ mark sloan 2

SPOILERS!!

5 years ago-
"do you even remember new york, y/n?" mark asked, pushing past the open door to my house. "of course i do." i replied, closing the door behind me. "then you'd understand why i know i messed up." he continued, staring at me. "you came back for addi. not me, not derek. addison. it's just an excuse mark." i groaned, making my way back to the door. "go, please." i told him. "not until you realise that i love you." he argued back. "you don't love me. you love addison. you wanted to fix things with addison and didn't expect to find that i moved here with derek." i shouted, pointing at him. mark raised his eyebrows at my remark. "so new york never happened, no?" he questioned, walking towards me. "the second you got in bed with addison, more than once, new york was in the past. you never loved me mark. you need to go. get out of my house, get out of seattle and go back to new york. i don't want you here." my voice raised again. "do you remember that night i took you out, on new year's eve?" he asked. i groaned, walking away from him. "do you?" he followed me through to the kitchen. "i don't want to." i replied, bluntly.

flashback
"y/n, hold my hands!" mark grinned, trying to keep his body up right on the ice. i grabbed onto his outstretched arms, the man pulling my body closer to his so he could keep me on my feet. the ice rink was reasonably quiet tonight, most people would be getting drunk on a friday night, but mark was adamant we would go ice skating. "mark! don't do that!" i shrieked as he let go of my hands, my figure now wobbling slightly. he chuckled, moving towards me to support my body again. i'm the process, he managed to lose his balance, both of us now falling against the ice, laughing. he leant up to kiss me, smiling into the kiss. "god, i'm so in love with you." he grinned.

3 months after-
"come on y/n, we're leaving." derek grabbed my hand, trying to pull me along with him, but my feet stayed firmly against the same spot, tears welling in my eyes. "y/n.." mark started, but i leant up and slapped him before he could finish. "you said you loved me!" i cried, as derek pulled me along with him down the stairs. "we're leaving new york." derek told me, i nodded in agreement. "it's for the best." i replied, as he helped me pack my belongings.

"you said you loved me, mark. you were in love." i told him, sitting down with my head in my hands. he crouched down in front of me. "i never stopped." he whispered, his voice shaky. "i loved you mark." i sighed, looking at him. "i made the biggest mistake of my life, and i won't stop until i fix this." he replied. i looked at the tears streaming down my face, causing me to start crying. "i can't do this mark, i need you to go." i mumbled. "i'm going to fix this. i'm not going anywhere until i do."

present day-
"y/n!" mark yelled, meredith following. "i'm here!" i shouted, but my body was too weak to move. the plane had crashed. we were going to die out here. "oh my god." he mumbled, dropping to his knees next to me. "i'm gonna die out here aren't i?" i whispered, as he pulled my body against his. "no, you're gonna be fine, okay? we're going to be okay." he tried to reassure me, meredith examining me. "where's lexi?" i asked, meredith's face dropping. "no.." i whispered, tears slipping down my face. the sound of arizona's screams rang through everyone's ears and we prayed we would make it out of here. "mark, i don't..i don't feel good." i grabbed onto his arm, my eyes dropping. "no. y/n! stay with me, darling. okay? we're gonna get you out of here." he told me. "i love you. i forgave you as soon as you came to my place begging for my forgiveness. i never stopped loving you." i whispered reaching up to his face. "i love you." he replied, tearing falling down his face. "remember new york, for the both of us, yeah?" i asked, my eyes getting heavier. "i promise." he pulled my body towards his tighter before i lost consciousness, in the arms of the man i love.

mark's pov-
i could see she wasn't going to make it. "remember new york, for the both of us, yeah?" she asked, smiling slightly. i nodded. "i promise." i told her, holding her body close to mine as she left me.
"please come back." i sobbed, staring at y/n's pale body. "please. i need you." i whispered. "i need you."