Lost (Mark/Darkiplier X Reader)

Chapter 1

(A/N): This story does contain swearing and some sexual content. That may discourage some people from reading, so I'm just giving a warning. Anyway, I really hope that you like this story. I worked really hard on it. I want to update maybe twice a week, but it depends on my mood. On with the story!

Texting and walking can be very dangerous. Lucky for me, I have become a master at it. An important skill, especially since there are crowded streets in Los Angeles. My short black dress blended in with all of the dull colors in this area. I kept my head down periodically looking up so I don't ruin someone's day. I was texting my friend, Ashley, complaining how boring my life can be at moments. Just as I sent the text, my life became un-boring.

I-it was Markiplier! I stopped dead in my tracks as I started at him. He was looking down on his phone. I quickly tried to get to a less crowded area so I wouldn't be bombarded with so many people. His face wasn't very joyful. Maybe his life became a little more stressful. Mark appeared to be texting someone as I debated if I should go up to him. I was a huge fan, but I didn't want to interrupt him. While gaining courage, I placed my phone in my purse and proceeded in his direction. The sun was shiny and it was the perfect day.

I don't want to look like a stocker so I sat next to him on the bench and I acted casual. "H-hey" I stuttered feeling nervous. The world passed by as we stood still. Mark's eyes went up from his phone and looked at me. I tried my hardest to not be such a fangirl.

"Hi." He quietly shot back at me. Then back to the phone. Was his phone really more important that a physical conversation? His hand pushed through his hair, fixing every colorful strand.

"I-im (Y/N). It's a lovely day isn't it?" I tried to carry out this dull conversation.

Mark looked up at the sky and acted like he never saw this amazing thing before. I saw a faint smile grow across his face. "Yeah, I guess it is. Nice to meet you by the way. I'm Mark." His name was quite obvious to the world due to his black Markiplier M shirt.

"What are you up to?" I asked with full curiosity. Another side effect of my obsession.

He looked at me and fixed his poor posture on the bench, "Nothing important. I was just on twitter. How about you? What brings you to this place?" I felt more relaxed as I talked to him. We laughed and joked with each other for so long, I didn't even keep track of the time that has passed.

He figured out that I was a fan of his. I exposed my life history and friendships with him. I don't even know if I left a single part out of our conversation. The best part of the whole time, is when I could make him laugh. To my surprise, he acted very similar in real life, as he did on camera.

"I do have to say, this brightened my day." He said still chuckling from a joke I made.

"Oh!" I started to overreact, "Now we created a paradox! You saying that made me happy, which would make you happy, and then the cycle never ends!" I continued to joke.

Mark laughed, "You killed us all with happiness! The world never thought it was possible!" He calmed down after a while and we sat on the bench, soaking in this wonderful moment.

Mark had his phone in his hand, and he slightly pushed it towards me. "Do you wanna put in your number, maybe?" He suggested. On the inside, I felt like I just died, on the outside, I remained calm. I nodded my head as in pushed my fingers against his phone. My number appeared in his contacts, just as my happiness also appeared.

"It was nice talking to you, but I think I should get going." Mark explained to me. Before he left, I forced him to put his number in my phone. He agreed and then he departed on his own journey. Being abandoned on the bench left me alone to my thoughts. I was still in disbelief about the event that occurred right in front of me. I just talked to Mark. My heart feels like it is racing. It has an unfamiliar feeling unlike any other. I should probably just ignore it for now.

One action can change your life.