Oblivious Hearts // A DuhitzMark fan fiction

Chapter 4

"Um.." My lips were shaking so much, and I had no idea what to do! There was Mark, standing in his front door, wearing his minty green jacket, and his tribal designed hat that I love oh soooo much. Wait. He's looking at me weird. I've gotta say something! After an awkward silence, I finally spoke up. "Uhhhhh ohmygoshyouremarkimsuchahugefanandiloveyousomuchijustmovedintothehouserighthere!" I managed to fit all those words into one whole word, and put it into a sentence. Okay I have no idea what I'm saying. I'm standing in front of Mark Chris- my thoughts were interrupted by Mark saying, "Woah, wait what? I didn't understand a word you just said, sorry. Are you a supporter?" Mark said with a few chuckles in between his words. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, before opening them. "M-my name is (your first name and last name)...I've just moved into the house right here, and I walked over here to make some new friends. B-but it turns out my dream boy is my neighbor..So yes, I'm a supporter." I say, exhaling after what I said. I cover my face with both my hands, due to my embarrassment. I looked so stupid oh my gosh. I suddenly feel a pair of hands slowly remove my hands from my face. I look at Mark and see that he's smiling at me, followed by a small chuckle. "You're so cute. Wanna come in? There's someone in here that you might wanna see too." He just called me cute. HOLY FUCKIWJSKKSKDKDKKD wait. I look down at my hands and see that Mark still has his hands gently grabbing my wrists. "Yeah! Of course." I say, removing my hands from his. Why did I do that. I could've held his hand while we walked into his house, motherfuc- My thoughts were interrupted once more by Mark saying, "Okay follow me, cutie." Oh my god. I take a step into his house, and remove my shoes next to the front door. "Is it okay with me leaving my shoes here?" I ask. "Duh." Mark said, with a smile. I giggle and follow him upstairs. As we walk, I notice how neat and beautiful his house is. We reach a room, and he stands next to the door frame motioning for me to walk in first. As I walk in, I see the one and only Bryce Hall. "Bryce!" I yell, running up to him and hugging him so tight. Due to my height, my head rests on his chest. I close my eyes, as I feel his hands wrap around my waist. "Who's this?" I hear Bryce say. I pull away, and look up at him. "This is (y/n), she's a big fan. She just moved into the house next to me today." Mark says, staring at me. I nod and smile. "Ohh, well hey babe!" Bryce says, smiling down at me. I blush at the nick name. "Soo, umm...what were you guys doing? I could kinda hear you guys from outside my house." I giggle, looking at both of them. "Oh! Um, we were just doing something for you now, but ended the broadcast. Because, well...we were broadcasting for over two hours." Mark says, rubbing the back of his neck. "Aww, really? I wanted to talk to your fans!" I say, pouting a bit. "No worries..maybe some other time!" Bryce smiles. "What do you guys wanna do? I'm bored." Mark says as he leans against the wall with his hands in his hoodie pockets. "Do you wanna invite Weston over? He's staying at a hotel not too far from here." Wait what. Weston?! I've always had a thing for Weston. If I were to put all the guys in order from who I like the best, Mark would be my first and Weston would be right underneath that. "Yeah! Let's invite him over!!" I jump with so much excitement. Mark laughs. "Okay cutie, lemme just call him up." I smile once again at the name. Cutie, babe, could this day get any better? Oh yeah, it could. BECAUSE WESTON IS COMING OVER AND OH MY GAWWWDDD. "

Time skip.......

After 15 minutes of talking and getting to know each other more, I hear a car pull up into Mark's drive way. "Is that him?" I ask, my eyes wide. "Heck yeah, it is. I'll get it." Bryce says, walking out the door to downstairs. Leaving me and Mark alone in his bedroom. Us both sitting next to each other on his bed.  "You're really pretty, you know?" I look over at Mark and slightly smile. "Thanks...a boy has never really told me that in awhile..." I say, looking down. I feel Mark's finger lift my chin up, forcing me to look at him in his fantastic blue eyes. "Well, you look like someone who would be told that often.." Mark whispers as he looks into my eyes. Butterflies erupt in my stomach as I realize how close both Mark and I are to each other. I watch as his eyes flutter from my eyes to my lips. He slowly leans in and I can feel my face heat up
like crazy. His hand moves from my chin, to my shoulder. His eyes flutter shut, and so do mines. I can feel his breath on my lips. "Yoooo!" My eyes fly open and I see Mark roll down to the ground and pretend to do push ups. "Thirty four!" Mark yells, as if he was tired from doing push ups. I chuckle, and look up at the door. There stood, Weston Koury.

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Hahaaa, you and Mark almost kissed! 😍
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