As the door opens I feel my heartbeat start to slowly increase as I fight the urge to throw up. I can't take this! I think im gonna pass out soon.
When the door finally opens, after what felt like forever, I look down. Not ready to look at the persons face.
"Oh! Hello." The man says in a deep raspy voice.
"Hi! I'm Patricia, I spoke to you yesterday." She exclaims in an overly cheery tone.
"Oh yeah, ok. So then this must be Connor." He says. Obviously referring to me.
"Yep this is her! Connor why don't you say hi to him?" Help. I look up at her and then turn to him. Oh my lord he's gorgeous!
"Uh... um... hi?" It came out as more of a question. Dear god save me! I felt like crying.
"Well, I gotta go. I guess I'll see you connor! Be good!" She hugs me, "and talk to him. Get to know him better! " she whispered so he wouldn't hear. She started to make her way back towards her car.
"Bye you guys!" She waved as she drove off. I wanted to scream 'take me with you' and run after her but I knew that there was no turning back now. I could only stare at her car driving away.
When her car blended into the horizon I sighed and turned to look at the door. Yep. He's still there. Sigh.
"Uh, hi connor I'm Mark." He gave me a warm smile and held out his hand. I didn't want to shake it but I didn't want to be rude so I did.
"Well you already know me so..." I laughed awkwardly. He just chuckled.
"How about I show you around the house? Help you to get familiarized with the place?" He asked. His face showing a look of nervousness because he wasn't sure if I would even step foot in the house.
"Uh... yeah sure why not?" I replied. He smiled at me before turning and walking into the house and I followed.
Welp, here goes nothing.
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MARK!!!!
Is anyone else Mark biased or is it just me because I am complete and utter extreme Mark trash.
