I Don't Want to Lose You ~A Markiplier Fanfiction~

Chapter 3

This time in the chapter, you are in the third grade. You and Mark are in the same class this year, and Hayley, Bob, and Wade are in another class together. This will take place while you two were on the bus, on the way home.

*at age 9*

Your POV

Mark and I are on our way home. Today we had a huge test in science and it was so boring! His dad said that after school today, he would take us to the skating rink, our favorite place. The bus finally came to a halt at our stop, so me and Mark got off. Mark waited for me until I got off, and we started walking to my house.

"So, how do you think you did on the test?", he asked. "I thought it was okay, but she gave it to us two days after she taught us everything. That kind of seems unfair.", you said. "Yeah, thats true.", he said back. You two talked until you were in front of your house. You suddenly yelled, "RACE YA INSIDE!" You started to run and heard him yell, "OH NO YOU DON'T!" He ran up to you and tackled you to the ground.

You were both in a fit full of laughter. It suddenly got awkward because you realized the situation you were in. He was on top of you, and you were both staring at each other. You then asked if he could get off of you, and he shook his head and got off. You both then went inside your house.

"Hey mom, I'm home.", you said, your voice echoing from the whole house. She was in the kitchen, feeding your 5 year old brother. "Hey sweetheart, aren't you suppose to be at the skating rink?", she asked. "Yes ma'am, but I came to grab my skates before we go.", you said. She saw Mark and waved. You both then head up to your room and grabbed your skates. You and Mark then leave your house, and go to his.

Y'all walk into his house to be greeted by his mom and dad. His mom came and gave you a hug. "Hi (Y/n), how have ya been?", she asked. "I've been great, how about you?" "Not to bad, but I have to go now because I'm working the late shift tonight, so I will see y'all tomorrow. Y'all have fun at the rink.", she said as she went to her car and drove away. "Okay, you kids ready to go?", his dad asked. "Wait, I have to get my skates.", said Mark. He ran up to his room, and came back 5 minutes later. "Okay, ready.", he said. "Alright.", his dad said.

We all piled into his Ford pick up and went to the rink. Now today was only a Tuesday, so the rink wasn't really busy. There was only about two other people, one including a staff member. We went to the circular seats and put on our skates. You got on your skates before him and went into the rink. His dad just dropped us off and went to a nearby book store. Mark then suddenly came up beside you.

"AHHH!", he screams. You shook a little at first, and got back into the skating motion. "You're such a jerk.", you said, slightly annoyed. "But that was so FUNNY!", he says while laughing his butt off. "Jerk.", you mumbled. Then you saw some more people walk in. One of them had the in-line skates, so you guessed he was a fast skater. You and Mark went around a couple of laps and Mark went to get an Icee.

So you were left all alone in the rink, and then the fast skater came in. He started to go around and around so many times, you felt dizzy. Out of nowhere, the fast in-liner cut right in front of you, and you fell onto your arm. You screamed in pain.

"(Y/N)!!!!!!!", Mark yelled. He skated toward and landed right next to you. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?", he asked. You shook your head no and started to cry. "Call...your dad...", you said weakly. "Okay, okay!", Mark said panicked. He dialed the number and started talking. You were too busy crying and starting to gain a headache. All you could make out was 'She landed on her arm...she is not bleeding...okay'.

The next thing you know is that you are loaded onto a gurney and put in the ambulance. Mark sat in the back, with a paramedic.

"Mark?", you said.

"Yeah, (Y/n)?", he asked.

"Can you hold my hand?"

He blushed. "Sure...okay." He held out his hand for you and you grabbed it. You latched onto his hand and he squeezed it, reassuringly.

"Thank you.", you said.

"For what?", Mark asked.

"For helping me, for being my best friend."

"You're welcome. I'll always be there for you. I know you would do the same if it were the other way around." He smiled at you and you gave him a weak smile back.

You finally arrived at the hospital as they wheeled you into a room. They told Mark to wait in the waiting room, but you protested and let him in with you. The doctor soon came in and did x-rays.

"Due to the injury in your arm, you dislocated the small bone on the left side of your right arm. So for right now, we will keep you overnight to see how much damage it is. And we are going to wrap your arm. It will be like that for six weeks and then change it into a cast.", the doctor explained. Mark's dad came as soon as we pulled in and con acted my parents and Mark's mom, expelling the incident.

"Okay, thank you doctor.", said Mr. Fischbach. And with that, the doctor left.

"Well, today has been interesting.", said Mark trying to enlighten the mood.

You chuckled and started to drift off, but then spoke up to Mark. "Since I have to stay overnight, will you stay with me?", you asked Mark. His dad soon answered, "I wish he could for you (Y/n), but since you kids are under a certain age, you can't stay unless you're an adult." "Oh okay. Then can you sit on the bed with me until I fall asleep?", you asked. Mark looked and his dad, and he nodded yes. You moved over to your right, so that Mark was on your left side.

You pulled the covers over both of you, and put your head on his shoulder. "Goodnight, Mark.", you said. "Goodnight, (Y/n)." You felt him grab your hand. You smiled as you drift off into sleep.

Mark's POV

(Y/n) quickly fell asleep on my shoulder. I smiled. I just hope that she gets better. That guy didn't even bother to come and help, but at least we got her here on time to fix her arm. They said if she moved the bone any further, they would have to do surgery. I know how she is afraid of hospitals and surgery. My dad soon told me it was time to go. Her parents and little brother showed up to see how she was doing, so we decided to leave. My dad drove us home in silence.

Please get better, (Y/n). I will help you through anything, no matter what.