since eighth grade. → markiplier

Chapter Sixty: Luna Bellator

Chapter Sixty: Luna Bellator

Ellie

Boston, we meet again.

I eyed my surroundings and clutched at my suitcase nervously, my heart pounding violently behind its cage of bones.

"You feeling okay?" Mark asked, placing a hand on my cheek.

I nodded weakly and smiled. "I just feel a little sick, thats all."

"Lets get to the hotel and get you some water, yeah? That'll help you," Mark offered, and I nodded my head. "The hotel is right down the street, there's no point in getting a taxi."

"Oh, good. I can get some fresh air," I sighed, taking in a good lungful of cool air as we stepped outside. Once I had cleared my head, I smiled. "I'm excited to see Bob and Wade again. It's been too long."

"I know, right? I'm super excited to see Aaron again," Mark chuckled.

"And the ship sails.." I said dramatically, placing a hand upon my heart as Mark checked into the hotel.

"Don't encourage the fangirls!" Mark chuckled, earning a strange look from the woman who checked us into our room. "She probably thinks I'm super weird."

"You are super weird," I laughed, nudging him. "But being weird is a good thing. Why would you want to be normal?"

"I have no idea," Mark shrugged. "I think Jack is checking into this hotel also. He should be here in a couple hours - what do you wanna do to kill time?"

"Uh.. I dunno," I answered, sitting on the edge of the bed. "You got any ideas?" I questioned, running a hand through my hair and flicking it off of my shoulder.

"You know," he began steadily, stepping closer. "I didn't get a good look at those tattoos."

I laughed as I understood what he was trying to get out. "Well, let me show you."

***

After taking a quick shower, both of us received a text from Sean, telling us that he was in the lobby of the hotel.

"Ooh, how exciting!" Mark squealed, looking like a child who has just stepped into a candy store. "I can't wait to meet him and then take him home with me and-"

"Chill out, weirdo," I joked. "Come one. Lets go get Sean."

"Make sure I don't fangirl too hard." Mark told me sternly.

"Oh, don't worry. I will," I said. "I'll hold your hand if you like." I offered with a giggle.

"Yes. I definitely need the support right now," Mark decided, clutching one of my hands in his.

"What's that on the horizon?! Oh Seaaaaaaan!" I called out, catching his attention immediately. Mark raced forwards like a child and hugged him quickly before leaning back and looking at him properly.