Falling For My Best friend (A Markiplier Fanfic)

Her Again?

Mark's POV

     I wake up in the morning next to Kayla. She was so cute when she slept. I got out of bed quietly and made sure not to disturb her peaceful slumber. I decided to make Kayla's Favorite breakfest food. Pancakes. 

     I got out the flour, the eggs and the milk. I grabbed a bowl and just as I was about to start to mix the ingriedients I heard a light tapping at the door. I quickly walked to the door and answered it only to see a bitch. "What do you want Tiffany?" I sighed.

"Someone told me that you and Kayla broke up. Is it true?" She asked. She started to twirl her hair all flirty like. God I hated it when she did that.

"No it isn't where did you hear that from?" I replied quite pissed off now.

"Oh I just assumed since you know its been 5 months and Kayla is so weird and ugly and just plain abnormal. No wonder why no guy wants to go out with her. I mean you obviously still love me." Tiffany just insulted my absouletly beautiful, funny, kind, crazy, and weird girlfriend. Kayla always loves to be called weird and to be honest its part of her wonderful personality.

"I don't love you I hate you. You are a bitch and  a selfish brat who thinks she can just get anything she wants." I raged.

"So where is Kayla?" Tiffany asked acting as if everything was fine.

"No where you need to be concerned with." I muttered. Suddenly Tiffany ran in my house and up the stairs. I chased after her. I was just behind her she entered Mine and Kayla's bedroom. Tiffany pulled a knife from her back pocket and ran to Kayla.

"Now we don't want her to be harmed. You can either date me or let Kayla die. Your choice." Tiffany whispered.

Kayla's POV

     I heard Tiffany's voice and that woke me from my slumber. I made sure to keep my eyes closed though. I know Tiffany is right beside me and is offering Mark a deal. Date her or I die. "NOT TODAY MOTHER FUCKER!" I screamed while punching Tiffany in the face. I grabbed the knife from Tiffany's hands. Mark called the cops and soon Tiffany was gone hopefully forever. 

     Mark and I decided to continue to make pancakes. I started to put the flour in the bowl when an idea creeped in to my mind. "I'll be right back Mark!" I called to him. He was in the living room. He left me for his morning cartoons which even I love to watch.

      I dashed up the stairs grabbed Mark's video camera. I then ran back down the stairs and got a handfull of flour. I pressed record and turned the camera towards my face. "Smack cam." I wiispered to the camera. I turned it the place where Mark sat and slowly tip toed towards him. "Hey Mark." I said to him.

"Yea?" He replied and just as his face was turned towards me I smack him not to hard but enough that the flour covered half of his face. I then ended the video and handed the camera to Mark. 

"Upload that please." I say and walk back to the kitchen. I continued to make breakfest. Suddenly Mark clapped his hands really loud right above me. Not only did it scare me but Mark's had filled his hands with flour so now I'm covered in it.

"Gotcha." Mark said. I growled at him. "Aww come here and give me a kiss." He tells me.

"Naw ain't nobody got time for that." I told him.

"Oh really." He says in his deep voice.

"Yup!" I say very confidently.Mark grabs me and pulls me towards him. I wriggle and squirm but give up and kiss Mark. He smiles happy with his win.

     After breakfest I take a shower and wash my floury body ill I can't see a single speck of flour. I decide to got o the store since we're out of flour. I get in my car and drive off to the store only to come face to face with someone from my past. "Jessi?" I say questionly.

"That's my name. Do I know you?" Jessi asked me. Jessi was my best friend before I moved and I never thought I was going to see her again.

"It's me Kayla Dyer. Your best friend from the 7th grade!" I say. Her Jaw drops. We embrace in a hug and start to chat and catch up on things. 

"Well I'm married and I have little bun in the oven." Jessi says while patting her tummy.

"Who's your husband?" I ask her.

"Remember Jake G. from 7th grade?' She questioned me. My jaw dropped. He was the hottest boy in school at the time. "We started dating in highschool and a month after college he proposed." She told me. "Tell me about your life any lucky guys?" Jessi asked me.

"Well i've been in a very lovely relationship with the guy I liked since the 8th grade. Remeber I told you about him when I used to call you."  I said. She nodded. "How long have you too been dating?" Jessi asked.

"Ohh about 7 months now." I told her.

"Do you think he's gonna pop the question soon?" She laughed. I shrugged. 

"7 months is too early. I would like it better if he proposed on our one year anniversary." I babbled.

     Eventually we both had to go home but first we of course exchanged numbers. When I got home I told Mark all about it except for the part about marriage. That stayed a secret.