Why I love you (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 3

The drive home was silent. My friend was quiet, concentrating on the road. Getting bored, I checked my phone.
I had 14 missed texts.
They were ALL from Chris, that guy I was supposed to be with last night. Rolling my eyes, I look through them.

-Hey, it's me, Chris, what happened last night?
- Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I just found out.
- Come on, please answer ! I'm sorry!:(
-I didn't even know those girls! Please answer!!!D:

And the rest were similar, each one getting more desperate. Finally, BFF/N looks at me.
  "Y/N, can you please explain what the hell happened?"
I explain everything. How Chris left me, the park bench, and Mark. Thinking back, the way my friend looked at him, they recognized him. Was he someone important? A celebrity?
    Once I got to my apartment, I went straight to my room. Falling onto my bed, I decided right there that I would forget what had happened. 
  Tense and uncomfortable, I went to my bathroom too take a shower that was heavily needed. Stripping off my dirty clothes, I step into the shower. Feeling the warm water hit my shoulders, I immediately relax, giving a small sigh.
  My mind wanders to different things. No matter how much I try, I kept thinking of Mark.
   I thought of his mesmerizing eyes, his beautiful smile that made me melt a little.....
No! Don't think of him! What's done is done......
But  I kept thinking of his deep voice, the way he said my name... And when I hugged him.. He blushed.. I giggled when I thought of him blushing, it was adorable.
   Maybe he is famous, and BFF/N knew who he was apparently..

* Time skiiiip to after I'm al clean and dressed:) *
"Hey, BFF/N?" I walk into the living room, my best friend on their laptop.
"Yeah, Y/N?" "You know that guy who helped me?" "Huh? Oh, yeah, my little cousin watches him on YouTube, Markiplier, or something. I'm pretty sure she has a small crush." And they looked back down at their screen.
I got an idea. I walked into my room, closed the door, got on my laptop and decided I was going to watch this "Markiplier ".
I had no idea of what video to pick, so I just clicked on one randomly. It was definitely the man who had been my savior, but he had a pink mustache. Hah...what is this?
He altered his voice to sound strange, but in all honesty I thought it was cute. And, it seemed he was interviewing himself . But this time, he didn't have pink hair, let alone red hair.
This must've been awhile ago....
I raised an eyebrow at this silly character's name. Wilford Warfstache, huh? I let out a soft giggle. I sat in silence for the rest of the video, but I had a goofy grin on my face. What could I say, he was funny.
Peeking out of my room, my friend was still on the couch. Their eyes still glued to their laptop.     
       Thinking back on their words, I blushed at the realization that I might have a small crush too. Okay, BIG crush.
But.....L.A. is a big, BIG city... And I would probably never see him again. Just a bit of disappointment enters my mind. Oh well...too good to be true I guess......
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I decided to go on a huge binge watch, watching endless hours of Markiplier, laughing my ass off several times. I officially made Wilford Warfstache my favorite alias that Mark had created, seeing how there were actually quite a few.
Googleplier, Darkiplier, Wilford Warfstache are all so awesome.....and hot...goddamnit SHUT UP......But by now it seemed like I couldn't help it.
I need to see him again....but I can't....it's impossible....
I sighed. Suddenly, my stomach made a  horrid sound .
      Oh God, I haven't eaten in forever.
    I lazily got off of my laptop, and trudged to the kitchen. Peanut butter and jelly......again.
But i made myself the sandwich and went back to my room.
Naturally, I went back to watching Mark.
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I rubbed my eyes as I started to drift off, and I checked the time; 12:28.....AM. I definitely think I should get some sleep....I can watch more
tomorrow. And I smiled at that. Tomorrow.