Every Step

Chapter 7: Whoopsie

(A/N: Hey everyone! I'm not quite sure what was going on in my head while I was writing this part... I had ideas and I just wanted to put them in because they all fitted well... I think it turned out OK... I don't know about you guys... Oh and heh... More of Markimoo on the side-SharaRogers-Timea)

Well, today was certainly busy... A lot of running around the stands, trying to avoid people in our breaks, grabbing coffees for everyone and sometimes checking on Tanya as well. But now, here we are... At the end of the boys' panel and I'm really starting to realize how good friends these guys are... A real friendship, they support each other all the time, whatever they are doing... Mark has such a good heart, he gives another chance to everyone who deserves it and I love this about him. It's rare to find someone like him. Oi, oi........ OI! You're staring, you dingus! The words shake me up from my inner Goddess. I quickly avert my gaze from the dark haired man sitting behind a long table on the stage. Oh, he was looking as well.... Too bad! Well, thanks for that.... I look back at Mark and find him looking at me. I don't look away and I make eye contact with him.

"...So yeah... I wanna say thank you for every single one of you guys for being here! Mark..." Wade turns to Mark and pokes him slightly on the shoulder.

"Mark?" "Hm?" "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Oh, yeah, yeah..." He breaks the eye contact. He grabs the mic from Wade's had and stands up and onto a chair. "Thank you guys soooo much for being here! And as always... I will see YOU... " He points out into the audience. "In the next video," He hangs down his head a bit and mutters into the microphone. "Or in the Polaris lounge, BUH-BYE!!!" And a big round of applause explodes.

Several people standing up which then, of course, leads to everyone else standing up and after several minutes of applause people start to filter out until the rows of seats are all empty except to the first row that me and Jack were seated in. Mark changed out of his Wilford Warfstache stuff before the panel so there he stands on the middle of the stage just staring away, to the enternance, totally oblivious to the pair of eyes that are examining him right now.

Every little inch of him... His charcoal black hair, his molten chocolate brown eyes sitting behind the rectangular frame of his glasses, his strong jawline, broad shoulders... Beautiful body.... And-

"You like him, don't ya?" An Irish accent shakes me, suddenly. I turn to the source of the voice.

"Really? Is it really that obvious?" I ask as Mark stays in his place, on the stage.

"He's going on and on about you as well all the fucking time... (A/N: Come on! He's Irish! He has got to swear! XD ) Which, by the way, is not a bad thing... It is really, I mean, really, hard to get close to Mark... You have something... Something special with him... Don't let it slip away... Remember... SPEED IS KEY!! Well, in this case love is key..." That made me chuckle but has also grabbed Mark's attention. "Go on... Talk to him..." Jack pokes me in the side.

"About what?" I look at him a bit surprised.

"Don't know! Just life in general, tell him a bit more about yourself or maybe confess your love... I've never loved anyone before, don't ask me how to fucking do it!" He chuckles.

I just glare at him... He smiles widely... Oh that cheeky smile... I stand up without a word and walk up on the stage stairs onto the stage. I try to link my hands together behind my back but then I remember that I have a gigantic bow fixed onto my lower back so instead I link them in the front.

"Hey..." I say in a voice that sounds like anything but confident.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." Mark nods his head towards me with a posh accent and wide smile. He's been doing this ever since this morning. Oh, well... I just chuckle.

"Haven't I already told you, oh kind sir, to just call me 'Shara'?" I ask, trying to mimic his accent.

"Oh, yes, sorry, ma'- I mean Shara..." And when he says my name he drops the accent and drops his voice real deep, nearly seductively deep... You know, that gorgeous, breath takingly beautiful, earth shakingly manly and sexy voice... (A/N: I've just had to get this out of my system! :3)

Hearing that, of course, I feel my cheeks heat up, and I can feel my knees become all weak. Thank God the table is right here next to me and I can lean against it for support and at the same time seem casual... Of course that's what I have imagined... Instead, I miss the table with one hand and start to frantically flail around with the other but, of course, with my luck, I miss... I brace myself for the cold hardness of the stage floor but... It never comes... Instead, I feel two hands clutching at mine as I'm being held just inches above the ground...

"Well... There goes my Irish luck from my one quarter Irishness, right?" I mutter under my breath while Mark pulls me back up onto my feet. "Thanks..." I smile at him weakly as I dust myself off slightly. He looks at me and just follows my hands with his eyes, resting them down as my hands rest by my side

"Hey, uhm... Guys! Uh... Hope I'm not interrupting anything..." Wade trots up the stage stairs, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"Oh, what? This? No, you're not interrupting anything... What's up?" Mark calmly averts his gaze to Wade while I nearly have a panic attack.

"Ooookay... Well, Bob, Jack and me are going to the cafe and we wondered if you guys wanted to come as well... We still have like 15 minutes before we have to be at the Polaris Lounge anyway."

"Well, Shara, would you like to come to the cafe with us?" Mark turns to me calmly. I let out a shaky breath. I put on a smile.

"It would be my pleasure!" I state confidently and nod my head slightly.

"Great!" Wade starts to make his way off stage. Mark moves towards me grabs one of my hands and starts to pull me after him.

(A/N: Oh, just thought I'd drop in, never take advice about love from an Irish man! XD I don't mean to be offensive or anything.... Anyway, if you liked this please press the like button and leave comments of what I should improve! :3-SharaRogers-Timea)