More than Friends Markiplier x Reader

11

Ever since I got rid of Colin I felt something different inside of me. I felt like my life was mine again. It's October now, and should I end up liking someone, I think I'm ready to start dating again. But, I have higher standards, I trust less easily, and I will definitely be flaunting my independence. I'm sick of being tossed around. Finally, I decided to make a video that my fans had been asking for for ages.

"Hello everyone, my name is (Y/N), and welcome to my Draw My Life! Everyone has been begging for this video almost since the beginning of my YouTube career, and I'm finally ready to share my life with you."

"I was born July 7th, 1995, in Orlando, Florida. I had my mother, father, and older sister. When I was five years old, my parents divorced, my mom taking my sister, and my dad taking me. My mom and sister left for Seattle, while my dad packed us up with my step mother and step brother to go to Denver, where they had family. It took me awhile to get used to them, my brother was only two months older than me, so that helped. I had a really good childhood there, my family loved me, I had friends, everything was fantastic. When I got to high school, a lot of things changed. My brother started doing drugs really heavily, and eventually overdosed, and even though he survived that, he ended up killing himself afterwards. That was when I was fifteen. When I was sixteen, I was starting to slip into a dark world. I was mixing in with a crowd of really bad people, meaning the people who sold my brother drugs. I never smoked them, but they said that they were "protecting" me. I was really into Youtube though. Danisnotonfire, JennaMarbles, Shane Dawson, SMOSH, all of these people kept me above water. Then, a bit before I turned 17, I got into this new gaming youtuber. The one and only, Markiplier. When I was in Seattle visiting my mom and sister, I got to go to Cincinnati and befriend him.
He became my best friend, we stayed friends even though I went back to Denver. He was this beacon of light in the darkness that had settled over my life."
"Then it happened..."
"I mentioned that I had been in a bad group of people. There was only one nice person, Sam. She was one of the smokers, not meth and heroine like most of the kids, just regular cigarettes, still terrible. You had the smokers, the self-harm and suicide kids exchanging methods, then girls like me who were physically and mentally abused by the older boys. I was taken by one of the most mysterious boys, Drew. He never touched me, he just insisted that I was always by my side. He was 'friends' with my brother. He said that he was going to help me. I believed him. The rape was inevitable, but the most horrific thing that has ever happened to me.........told Mark...saved me....made me feel loved....got therapy....Drew was arrested....moved to my own apartment...another abusive relationship....started Youtube with Mark's support...I came here, and my life was complete. Thank you guys so much, for everything you've ever done. Youtube gave me my life back, I am so grateful for the best job in the world. Thanks again, love you all, goodbye!"

I edit the video and upload it. I sigh as I read the comments, so full of love, 'tears', comfort, and assurance that I've made the right choice.

"Hey Mark! You ready for dinner?"
Mark and I are going out for dinner tonight, this great seafood place right on a dock overlooking the ocean. It's a drive, but worth it for the views.

In the car I turn on the radio, flick around until I hear the song Electric Love by BØRNS play. I crank the volume way up and roll my window down.

"Baby you're like lightning in a bottle, I can't let it go now that I've got it," I sing along as Mark smiles at me.
"You're so cute when you sing," he says. I keep singing and smile.

After dinner I drag Mark down to the beach where the sun is setting.

"So romantic," I can't help but say. Mark looks out nervously to the ocean.
"Uh, (Y/N), can we go on the dock?"
I nod, and slide my hand into his.

We're standing on the dock, watching the sun set.

Mark's P.O.V.
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I watch as (Y/N)'s (Y/H/C) blows in the soft breeze. She pulls the light sweater she brought tighter around her. Her (E/C) eyes are sparkling in the fading, glowing light. A small smile rests on her lips. She told me earlier how much more she feels in control of her life. A new confidence is shining through her. Suddenly it hits me.
How much I care.
She's so beautiful.
And all at once, completely out of nowhere, I remember every little thing.
Every.
Last.
Little.
Thing.

I'm in love.