Say you love me (MarkiplierxReader)

The call

"Ash!!!" I cry, running towards my best friend. Even if we just saw each other three days ago, I still missed her. I wish she had been there with me.
"Y/N!" She hugs me, squeezing me tight with her tiny little hands.
After our long hellos, we left for home, which is only 15 minutes away from the airport.
"I'm so happy to be home.." I lie, still missing Mark.
"I know! This home missed you." She huffs, her blonde hair falling into her eyes. She takes those couple golden strands, and pushes them behind her ear.
"I'll clean, don't worry." I laugh, rolling my eyes.
"Thank you!!!" She exclaimed. "I'll do the kitchen, don't worry." She winks, walking away.
I smile, but then reality obviously HAS to hit me at that moment. Being at Vidcon was the best experience of my life. There was always something to do, someone to see, people to meet. I wish I could move to L.A, but I basically used all of my money on the trip. It was worth it though.
I grab loads of cleaning supplies, and get to work. It was 4 when I started, and now it's 6.
Looking at our apartment, I feel a sense of relief come over me.
I collapse on my bed, shutting the door behind me. Sure, Ash is great company, but if I'm relaxing like right now, she'll come in if I don't close the door.
I sit up, grabbing my laptop and placing it on my legs.
I go on YouTube, and check my channel. When I left I had just over 500 subscribers and now...
"900, oh my gosh!" I cry out, so happy that people are liking my content.
I scroll through the comments I got, making me grin, and cry at the same time. So I decide to record a video while I'm doing nothing.
I start up steam, clicking on Undertale and start off.
"Hello everybody, Y/N here, and today we're going to play a SICK episode of undertale." I record for about twenty minutes, then stop.
I render the video, edit it, and upload it which takes about two and a half hours all together.
It's already about 10, so I grab a snack, then get into my pajamas to sleep.
It's been a busy weekend, so I'm glad to be in my own bed.

*ring ring ring* I groan, turning over and grab my phone, answering it immediately.
"Hello...?" I mumble, not sure of what the time is, or who's calling.
"I'm sorry." I hear a deep voice on the other end.
"Who the hell is this?" I sit up, scruffing my hair.
"It's uhh, Mark..." My heart drops.
"What do you want?" I sigh, not sure why he's calling so early.
"Just to say I'm sorry. I didn't ignore you for no reason, it was because... All those rumours, I didn't want you to get hurt because of the hate that's going around." He sounds upset.
"Mark, I'm not going to get upset from hate. Plus, we met once. Why would there have to be rumours?" I ask him.
"Because people took pictures of me carrying you, and I don't know, people get the wrong message sometimes.." He responds.
"What time is it there?" I yawn.
"It's 9 o'clock here, why.... Oh crap..." He pauses, going silent for a few seconds.
"It's... 6 there isn't it...."
"Lemme check." I tell him, lifting my phone up to look.
"Yup! It's 6," I giggle, putting the phone up to my ear again.
"Damn, I'm sorry..." He apologizes to me.
"No, it's fine." I answer.
"Well, I guess I'll leave you to sleep..." He begins.
"No point, I won't be able to sleep now,"
"Oh.." He sighs.
"It's okay though, can we, um.. Can we talk more?" I blurt out.
"I really would like to, but I have to record a video. Can I call you back in maybe.. An hour or so?" He questions.
"Of course." I hold my phone with the side of my face, grabbing my laptop and checking my YouTube channel.
"Yay!" I exclaim, forgetting he's on the other end. All I hear is a chuckle, then I blush.
"Whoops.. Forgot you were still there..." I slap myself, then laugh.
"It's all good. What's the yay for, anyways?" I can imagine he's smirking right now.
"My YouTube channel reached 1,000 subscribers." I explain.
"Oh wow, I didn't know you had a channel." He says "but congratulations." He replies.
"Thanks." I smile. "Anyways, don't want to keep you from recording." I scratch my head, staring at the wall, imaging what it would be like if he was here.
"Oh right, okay. Well I'll call you in a bit." He says goodbye, making me miss him already...

MARKS P.O.V.

I hang up, sighing at how stupid I am.
"Fucking timezones...." I blurt out, rolling my eyes.
I open my browser, opening my YouTube channel. Currently I have over 13,600,00 subscribers. Wow...
I put my headphones on, and begin recording the next part to a game I've been playing.
"Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier." I begin my intro. I record for about half an hour, then stop. I render, and edit my video. Once I click upload I decide to FaceTime Y/N, because I really want to see her face.
She answers almost instantly.
"Hey," she waves, her (HAIRCOLOUR) hair sweeping over her face nicely, and her (EYECOLOUR) eyes seem to be sparkling.
"Hey, Y/N." I respond, smiling into the camera.
"How was recording?" She asks, looking to the side of her phone, then looking back into the camera.
"Pretty good, I'm just uploading it now," I explain.
"Y/N..." I begin, my eyes wide open.
"Yeah?" She asks. She looks nervous.
"We've been talking for over three hours," I laugh, scratching the back of my neck.
"Wow.. That's crazy!" She states. I nod in agreement.
"I'd better get going..." I say quietly. She sighs,
"Yeah, I'd better clean up my apartment." She looks around her room, looking stressed out.
"You can call, text, or FaceTime me whenever you want." I thought she should know.
"Do a lot of people do that?" She cocks her head in a questionable tone.
"No..." I smile, then gulp.
"Then why me?" She smirks.
"Because...." I begin. "Because I really like talking to you." She covers her face, I can see a slight blush going over her face.
"O-Oh," she stammers.
"I better get going." I chuckle. She smiles, waving goodbye,
"Yeah.... Cya later Mark." She grins, her eyes half closed. I smile back, loving the way she looks when she smiles.
I end the chat, plug in my phone and ponder.
"Am I beginning to like this girl...?"