Mark's POV
I heard about this new person that moved in next door. I went to their apartment to greet them. I knock on their door to reveal this stunning gorgeous girl, I was kind of shy talking to her so I get to stutter out "h-hi my name is m-mark"Daisy's POV
I heard a knock on the door and opened it to reveal WHAT mark, THE MARK, MARKIPLIER he stutters out "h-hi my name is m-mark" I stay there shocked not saying anything and he says "wow your gorgeous" I died, I could not believe what he just said to me I love mark he is my inspiration I tell him " no I'm, not " I also say "you may come in and have some lunch I have prepared" I am also an aspiring artist and I have a few journals where I draw people and things and mark is usually the one I draw and I write things about mark and such but while I'm serving his plate he asks if he can keep the journals I and I ask "what journals" to turn around and find he has looked through all my drawings and was reading the dear mark journal I turned a deep shade of red and yelled "OMG NO GIVE THEM BACK" he said "your going to have to get me" and he runs upstairs I run behind him laughing while still staying very red and I go up to him and jump on him, where he ends up falling and dropping the journals. I run down stairs and fill the dishwasher with water and mark approaches me and I say " I will drop them"
*hehe btw the drawings were in pen*
Mark says " I already saw them so no need for them" I empty the sink and I serve him food and I notice he has a slight rug burn from me tackling him and I go and grab some alcohol wipes and Vaseline and I tell him "stretch out your arm" he stretches out his arm and I notice he is kind of flexing I ask " are you flexing?" He turns red and says "of course not" I say then you must be very strong" he says "of course I am" I say "just kidding I know" he blushes mildly and I roll up his red flannel exposing his ripped arms I can't help but look and I glance up to him and he looks at me and I clean the burn with alcohol and he jumps a little and grasps my hand tight then I apply Vaseline and put a bandaid on top. he thanks me and gives me his number even though he is next door. one he was leaving he said "we should talk more" and I said yea. He leaves and closes the door and I slide down the door and say "that was amazing" not knowing he was on the other side replying "I know".
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New soul
FanfictionDaisy is a 23 year old girl with the love for YouTube. She lived in Cincinnati, Ohio all her life but she decided to move to sunny Los Angeles, California where she newly buys an apartment to realize the boy next door isn't a normal neighbor, its ma...