The Screen That Separates Us (Markipkier x Tabathie)

Chapter 22

After a bunch of awkward questions from our fans, Mark and I made our way to lunch, along with everyone else of course.

We went to Panera and I stretched after entering. As I put my arms above my head and stretched them out more, I felt my shirt ride up. I lower my arms after a minute and my shirt falls back to its original state, but not before everyone got to witness my stomach. Along with all my stretch marks. (Look, everyone has them. It's a fact of life.)

I feel my face heat up before I walk over to the counter and hurriedly order my food. Which ended up being a turkey chili and greek salad. Along with a baguette, a cookie, and a soda.

I rummage through my purse to pay, but get cut off by Mark ordering. The lady behind the counter looks at me, as in a "did you want to pay for yourself". I shrug before grabbing a couple of twenties. After everyone had ordered, I hand my money to the lady, even though everyone else was protesting.

I stick my tongue out at them and toss the buzzer to Mark. "Think fast!" I call out to him before sashaying to the drink area.

I hear a couple of chuckles and a grunt from behind me and I find a set of seats. I stand up on a tiptoe and place my other leg, that I'm not standing on, behind me. I rest my arms on the booth before finding a set a seats.

I grin and make my way through, and moving a couple of tables together. I sit for a minute, waiting for everyone else to get their drinks.

I'm looking at Mark and Jack play fighting before I feel a presence beside me. I stiffen as I feel an arm wrap around my shoulders.

I turn to see a man, same age as me, or just around my age, whom I didn't recognize. I feel a hostile expression slip onto my face as I icily say, "Excuse me. These tables aren't just compiled together so a bunch of strangers can come sit with me. I'm with a group, and if you would be so kind as to leave, that would be amazing."

"You're all talk. You wouldn't kick me out. You can't do anything to me." I hear the man say.

I laugh, a sinister laugh. "Uhuh. Hun, I'm sorry but if you don't move right meow-"

"Right meow? What are you a little kid?" The man chuckles.

I feel myself getting angrier by the minute, and I stand, slamming my hands on the table, getting my face close to the other mans. "You better move right now, or I swear to God that you won't be alive in the next fucking minute." I hiss.

"Definitely." The man says, grinning.

I hear someone approach me from behind before a pair of arm pull me upright. A face buries itself into my back and I hear a voice saying. "Katrina, calm down. It's fine."

I relax and close my eyes for a minute before opening them again. Mark still hadn't moved, and nor had the other guy. I feel Mark move a bit and release me. He walks in front of me and calmly asks the guy to leave. He does so, chuckling, and I plop back down onto my seat.

I rub my face a bit and hear Mark sit beside me. He slowly grabs my hand thats resting on my lap and intertwines our fingers together. I feel my face heat up a bit before I smile.

Everyone else makes their way over and sits around the tables that I put together. Jack looks at Mark and me and then grins.

I see the buzzer go off and I try to let go of Mark's hand so I could go the food, but Mark held onto my hand tight. I look over at him, but he continues to talk to Bob about something. His grip tightens a bit and he turns to wink at me before continuing the conversation with Bob.

I emit a cough, and place my free hand on my face, trying to cover the blush. Marks thumb starts to rub my knuckles and then he abruptly lets go of my hand.

I blink a bit before a plat of food is placed in front of me. I looked at it fir a minute and then grab the peppers out of my salad. I casually place them on Marks plate and start to munch on my salad.

After a minute or two of eating Jack says, "So we have any plans for tonight?"

I nearly chock on my salad, and cough a couple of times before I finally swallow my food and run a hand through my hair. Mark looks at me for a minute before saying, "No, I din't think so. Did you want to do something?"

"We should go play games again! Like air hockey!" Jack yells excitedly. "I want to best Taba in an air hockey match."

"You're on mister." I say, grinning.

After we finish our food, we make our way back to our cars. I was about to back up my car before I hear Mark knocking in the window. I reach over and open the door before asking. "Was up?"

Mark gets into the car and simply states. "You." Before buckling in and leaning back.

I roll my eyes and start to back up, and driving to Dave&Busters.

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I know I haven't updated. And I'm sorry. And if any if you guys read the last author note, ignore it. I decided against ending the book, but I probably will write a one shots book.

Love you guys! ~Taba ^~^