Markiplier: Love story

The date: Such a great day.

It was around four o'clock right now, and I was getting my date outfit together, trying on some different outfits while listening to my favorite music. I felt happy. After all that has happened, I'm actually going on my first date with Mark. I love him so much... I finally found a cute outfit to wear. I put on some short, knee length green leggings, and then I put on a black skirt. I put on a white tee with a black half-jacket and some cute Youtube pins. I had put on some greenish eye shadow. My hair was all curly after curling it with my curling wand, so I decided to just leave it down, which is something I don't usually do. I was just so excited for this date...Where were we going for it? The bar? The carnival? A fancy restaurant? I don't even care, as long it was fun and special with my baby. I heard my phone buzz from my back pocket. I checked it to see Mark text me.

Markimoo <3

Mark: Hey babe, you ready?

Me: Yeah, why?

Mark: Because I want you to look out your window.

Me: ...Okay...

*I close my phone*

Why the hell would Mark want me to look out our window? Was this a big surprise for me? I walked up to my window and was staring at the string that pulled up the blinds. I apprehensively pulled up the string and saw Mark holding a bunch of roses and was playing our song. I was nearly in tears, and get this, a limo pulled up right behind him. Squee! Is it lame that I have never been in a limo before? Oh well, I'm such a dork. "Come down here!" Mark yelled. I closed my blinds and straight up sprinted all the way downstairs. Screw taking the elevator. I ran after Mark and jumped into his arms. He caught me with his big muscles. I kissed his soft lips passionately and he kissed me back. "These are for you, beautiful," Mark flirted and handed me a bouquet of beautiful pink and red roses. He opened the limo door for me. "Why thank you," I laughed as he smiled and we got into the limo. We pulled off and started leaving. It was dark out, so the lights were pretty, and Mark was so handsome in his fancy black slacks and black dress shirt. His lovely chocolate eyes were sparkling with a far away look as he was looking at the other lights. I pulled out my phone and opened the camera. I tapped his shoulder and we took a couple of selfies. My favorite one was of him kissing my cheek and me smiling and blushing. My blue-green eyes were sparkling in this picture just like his brown ones. He was so cute, I just loved the look in his eyes: Full of wonder and awe. He was my best friend, my boyfriend.

Mark pulled out his phone and started taking pictures with me too. I took one of me kissing his cheek and him smiling. We also took one of us kissing and he posted that on instagram saying: Fun times with the love of my life. Can't wait to surprise her! We stopped at Olive garden, which is one of my favorite restaurants. How did he know? Oh my god he knows a lot more about me than I expected. I got some of my favorite four cheese ziti with chicken and dumpling soup. He got some good looking seared salmon with some alfredo pasta. After we ate we got heaven in a cake, also called tira misu. I was so happy. Mark escorted me to the limo and we stepped into it. "So are we going home now?" I asked Mark. "Not exactly," Mark answered back. "I have one more surprise for you. Your mom told me that you would love this." Mark continued. "She told me on instagram and twitter." Wow, okay Mom, I thought. Don't even tell your daughter that Mark even asked you about this kinda thing.

"Close your eyes," Mark said. I closed them as he led me out of the car. He put his hands over my eyes as we were walking to this mysterious place "Are you going to kill me?" I sarcastically joked with him. "No, that's going to be for later" Mark laughed. He stopped, as did I. "You can open now," Mark removed his hands and there it was, the place I wanted to go to since I was in middle school. Carnegie Hall. We were in the Carnegie Hall theater! No way...No way....Scratch that Mom, I guess you helped get me here. I saw the beautiful silky white walls were throughout the room. The theater smelled like wood and lovely scented candles. The stage was laid out with all of my favorite instruments to play. There was a piano, a violin, a cello, and many more. I was so happy. "Well, you really wanted to perform, so do you wanna play me something on the piano?" I walked up to the black grand piano and sat on black stool and Mark sat next to me. I flowed my hands along the ivory keys as I was playing river flows in you by yiruma. I finished playing the song and looked down. "You sound beautiful," Mark complimented my playing. "Aw thanks," I blushed. "I'm not that good, though," My face turned a cherry red color as I looked at him. He kissed me with his warm lips and he was dancing his lips with mine.

The limo drove us home and we got to my front door. "Wanna stay over?" I asked as I opened my door. "Sure," Mark smiled as we cuddled and fell asleep on the best night ever.