YouTube Love

Chapter 27

I was at Mark's helping him pack up his stuff. His room was almost done, he just needed to pack up his recording things. Ryan and I were labeling boxes as Matt, Daniel and Mark were packing up the recording equipment.
"So, you and Mark," Ryan said taping a box shut as Matt slid it over our direction. "Living together...doesn't it feel weird?" he asked. I shrugged. "I mean, he and I have been together for a while now, I think it'd be good for us." I told him. Ryan gave me a look and I stuck my tongue out at him.

We finished packing up the rest of Mark's stuff, he and I stood in the empty room. Matt, Daniel, and Ryan were loading stuff into the cars. I hugged him around the stomach and looked up at him, "You okay?" I asked him. He looked around the room and sighed. "This is good," he looked down at me and smiled, then kissed the top of my head. "This is going to be good for us." He told me. I smiled back at him and nuzzled my head on his chest. "I love you Marky." I told him. "I love you too, Jessica."

We got back to my house and immediately got to putting stuff away. We got all the recording equipment taken care of first. My recording room was big but we decided it wouldn't be a good idea for two people recording in the same area. So we transformed one of the spare rooms I had into Mark's new recording space. The last of the foam pads went up on the walls near him and his microphone. I quickly ran to get my vlogging camera and started recording. The guys got the rest of the boxes and brought them up to my room; I followed, telling what was happening. "Look who is getting a roommate!" I said into the camera happily. I moved the camera so that the guys unpacking the boxes were in the frame. "That's right everyone. I am getting a roommate, and it's none other than my very own boyfriend; Mark!" I moved the camera to face Mark, he looked up and waved at the camera. I giggled and moved the camera back to me. "So we are just unpacking all the boxes and getting everything put away." I moved the camera back to Mark. "So, love," I said to him. "How does it feel to be moving in with me?" Mark grinned widely and held both thumbs up. I laughed and moved the camera back to me again. Let me show you his new recording room. "Hey, Jessaroo!" I heard him call out.I stopped; "Yes, Markimoo?" I replied. "Whatcha doin?" He asked. "I'm showing everyone your new recording room." I called back to him. "Oh!" I heard him get up. He met me out on the landing. "Well, let me join you!". He came up behind me and peeked his head over my shoulder. "Whatcha doin there love?" I said questioningly. "Just being a creeper." He said then made a face still having his head peeking out over my shoulder. I giggled then ended up laughing and Mark joined in laughing. We walked to the room where Mark set up his recording equipment. My stomach started to fill with happiness and some anxiety. I had only lived with my parents, no siblings. I had never really needed to live with anyone before. I was happy to be living with Mark, but my mind was racing with all the different thoughts.
"What happens if he and I fight? What happens if he and I break up? What happens if..."
"Hey, baby, point the camera over here!" Mark said breaking my thoughts. I hadn't even realized I had put the camera down and was staring at the floor. I shook my head and picked the camera back up.
"Sorry," I said quietly. "Are you okay, baby?" he asked gently walking over to me. I looked at him, I was trying so hard not to cry, especially since this was supposed to be a good day. He was moving in with me! I looked away and sniffed. I can't let him see me cry. "I'm fine..." I said, making an attempt to not wipe away the tears that were falling from my eyes. "Baby, whats wrong?" he asked. I felt his hand on my arm. "Are you crying?" he asked me. I hid my face more, "No...I'm not.." a hot tear streamed down my cheek. Mark took the camera, set it on his desk and just took me in his arms, burring my face in his chest. I started sobbing. The thoughts came flooding back, my body started shaking. Mark held me tighter, not saying a word, letting me cry.

About 15 minutes later, I was able to calm down. Mark and I went down stairs to meet Matt, Daniel and Ryan. They looked up and saw me. "Jess...?" Daniel said. "Are you okay?" I nodded, taking Mark's hand slowly. I itched my puffy, red eyes. "No you're not," Daniel said, walking over to me; hugging me. "What's wrong?". Mark had gone to sit in the arm chair while Ryan and Matt were still in the couch. They were all looking at me. I sighed and Daniel let go of me. He went back to the couch and sat down. I looked at Mark and I proceeded to tell them what was bothering me.
"I'm worried about Mark and I fighting," I started to say. "I'm worried about..." I took another deep breath as I could feel my eyes watering up again. My breathing was getting heavier and my chest felt like it was being pushed on. "I'm worried about Mark and I ever break-" I coughed, trying to open up my air way. I cleared my throat. I looked around the room and for some reason, it seemed to be getting smaller. I put my hand on my forehead, trying to keep my head from spinning. I fell to my knees and could hear them all shouting.
"CALL AN AMBULANCE!"
"SHE'S AS WHITE AS A SHEET!"
I could feel someone's hands on me, cradling me close to their chest. I couldn't open my eyes. My head was hurting badly.
"Better off dead..." I heard a voice whisper.
I started hyperventilating, the hands pulled my body closer to theirs and then I heard, "SHE'S SWEATING! GET A COLD CLOTH!"
Suddenly, I felt a cool thing on my forehead, I was still hyperventilating and still being cradled.
"You're pathetic..." I heard the voice whisper again.
All the shouting sounded like it was underwater, getting farther and farther away.
My hands made fists and my body went tingly. I could feel my body shutting down.
All of a sudden...
Nothing.