Always And Forever(markiplier×Reader)

a sticky situation

Your POV

Allison and I walked to Burger King and got two ice creams. I got the vanilla and Allison got mixed flavor. "How does that vanilla taste, eh?" Allison asked me. "Meh. Could be better, I guess." I answered, biting the cone.

I pulled at my choker. "I'm bored." I said. "Well, then what do you wanna do? Go hang at the park or some thing?" Allison asked. "Sure. Why not?" I answered. We got to the park and started walking toward the swings. My shoe caught on something. "The frick..........?" I looked down at my shoe and tried to lift it. "EWW!" There was a was of gum under my foot that was probably about a day or two old. "Wow. That looks a little sticky." Allison sat on the ground and tried to lift my foot. "Blah! It's nasty how stuck this is." Allison said. The only other person here was a buffish looking guy with blue hair. " HEY! GUY! WITH THE BLUE HAIR! YA YOU COULD YOU HELP US?! WE'RE IN A STICKY SITUATION HERE!" Allison started to call to this stranger. "What are you doing?! We don't even know him! " I looked over my shoulder to see him walking over to us. I tried to pull at my leg again. Too late. "Hi! I'm Mark! Mark Fichbach. Sooooo. What do you need?" This stranger named Mark said. "Welllllll, my friend and I wanted to go on the swings, but her shoe got real stuck on this gross was of gum, and we can't get it off." Allison explained. "And my name is Allison by the way. And miss stuck over here is (y

)." Allison added. "Ah. Let me see." He bent over and examined my shoe. "Oh gosh! That's nasty! Who could even fit that much gum in their mouth?!" Mark exclaimed. "It's so gross, right?" I said. He put his hand under the toe of my shoe, and the other one under the heel. He started to pull up my shoe. It took a few seconds, but he finally got my shoe off the ground, but the giant was of gum came up off the ground sticking to my shoe. "Welp. There goes my shoes." I said and took off both of my shoes. I stuck a piece of paper to the gum, making sure to cover it and put my shoes in my backpack. They started to crack up. "I need new shoes now..." I said. "Hey, here's my number. Maybe I can take you to the store to get some shoes." Mark handed me a little piece of paper with his number on it. I took it and tore a piece off. I scribbled my number on it and handed it to him. "Sure! Call me and some time tomorrow, We could go to Bells and you could help me pick out a pair of Nike's. Later! And thanks." I thanked him and we went to Allison's house. "Call me crazy, but I think he likes you!" Allison said. "What? No. We just met! I don't even know him!" I said. "Dude. He gave you his number! He wants to take you shoe shopping! C'mon, you gotta admit he was cute. You know you do." Allison play punched my arm. "Well, yeah he's cute, sure, but we JUST met. I don't think so." I answered. Maybe though..... He helped me. And he's got muscles. His blue hair is awesome. But I don't even know what he is like. And he probably already has a girlfriend. But maybe he doesn't......... "Maybe he already has a girlfriend......" I said. Gosh, maybe I do like him.......? I'm not sure.