Chapter Fifty-Six: Love you too, Markimoo
Ellie
Mark and I gazed across at each other for the longest time before I pulled back slowly and sighed softly. "I'm gonna go to bed, I'm exhausted."
He nodded. "Alright. I'll join you soon, alright?" Mark looked up at me with a hopeful sparkle in his dark eyes.
A small smile appeared on my face. "Of course." I responded, turning away and stepping outside. I shut his door quietly behind me, not wanting to interrupt the comfortable silence that had settled over me. The aura of happiness left me with a warm glow, and I couldn't keep a smile off of my face.
Happiness can be a choice. You just have to know what decision to make.
I slipped into comfortable clothes consisting of a baggy band t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, and made my way into Mark's bed. The smell of his cologne instantly hit me, though it was faint, and I couldn't ignore the feeling that the scent alone made me feel. It was as if warm syrup had been implanted in my chest, and in ran through my veins until it reached the very tip of my head and the very end of my toes, leaving nothing but a shiver in its wake.
I spread my fingers over the cool mattress, longing for Mark's warmth beside me. Now that I knew that I could feel his presence beside me again, I longed for it even more. No, I didn't just want it. I needed it. He was my drug.
For a while, I lay in silence whilst Mark continued to edit his video and thumbnail. I huffed, letting my eyes close. Before I could even attempt to get comfortable and try to sleep, my phone buzzed and lit up. With a groan, I reached for it and brought it in front of my face.
"Fucking hell, has Jesus returned? It's so fucking bright," I internally complained, squinting my eyes before unlocking my phone and reading the message.
Alan: You've been cooped up in ur house for over a week come out w/ me im bored
I sighed.
Ellie: smh it depends what you mean by 'come out with you'
Alan: drugs yaaaayy
Ellie: are you never not doing drugs? idk alan im kinda leaning away from that lifestyle now
Alan: booooooring. cmon, if ur not gonna do drugs at least be there with me whilst i do
I considered this before letting out an irritated sigh of defeat.
Ellie: alright, fine. I'm bringing a friend along with me tho
Alan: no problem, ill be at ur house tomorrow at two
Ellie: um ok
Alan: goodnight kitty xo
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since eighth grade. → markiplier
FanfictionElliot Waterson and Mark Fischbach have been best friends since the eighth grade. When Mark moves away to LA, though, Elliot begins to realize how much she misses her friend. When he returns for a couple of weeks, what emotions will bloom? Will they...