Lost (Mark/Darkiplier X Reader)

Chapter 42

(A/N: I've been trying to learn the song above on my electric guitar, but the riff is so fast! I can't keep up with it! The struggle is real. Anyway, on with the story!)

We went to the local central park, where the event was being held. There were so many people all in a huge crowd waiting to help out this city. There were hired organizers directing people to where they need to be. I guess I never thought that this many people would show up.

Mark and I took steps further and we started to attract some attention. This one girl was screaming and fangirling so much that she finally got to see Markiplier. I understand the excitement of meeting a "celebrity," but some people need to calm down sometimes.

People were asking for pictures and autographs left and right. Mark had to deny everyone and security people held some other people back.

"We are here for charity, and all of these people are focusing on me." Mark whispered into my ear. I nodded my head showing that I understood him.

After a little while, volunteers calmed themselves down and so the real event could actually make some progress.

Workers organized volunteers into groups. Each group is assigned a different job they would go and complete. The groups each have a worker as a leader to direct them to where they need to go and get their jobs done fast and efficient.

Mark and I eventually went to a spot where there was no one else there, besides a few security guards making sure that we were safe. In this "secret spot" we met up with Bob and Wade.

"Hey guys." I said greeting them. I remember the fun time that we had last night and it put a smile on my face.

"Hey." Wade waved to me.

I turned over and faced the direction where Mark was at. "So, what do we do?" I asked. We had everything planned out, but I was never given a specific job.

"Well," Mark began to answer my question. "We can't really go work with one of the groups because of security reasons, but what we can do is travel together with a group at a time and talk with the people and get to know them better. The only problem with that is we absolutely have to stay together. Also, a guard has to follow us at all times."

"Okay," I said a little disappointed. I hoped that I was actually going to be able to do some good today. Instead we have to be followed around by security guards and have no freedom. I can't believe Mark has to go through this so often. Conventions must be hard for him. There are so many things that we could be doing, but instead we are held here, under certain standards and restrictions.

We traveled for a little bit and arrived at our first destination where the first group was working. They were helping out at a homeless shelter, serving meals out to people. Other people went out to talk to the homeless people so they feel less lonely. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be out on the streets. I get hungry after five hours without food. I couldn't even comprehend what it would be like to go days without food. I'm glad these people are getting a meal today.

Mark, Bob, and Wade were giving out signatures and talking to fans. I was alone by myself following them around. I have appeared on Mark's channel many of times, but I feel like people don't really care for me that much. They signed up to help today because of Mark. I'm just a outlier.

"Excuse me?" A person tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and found this girl standing before me. She was taller than me and had beautiful long brown hair and hazel eyes. She had good posture, and showed me a amazing smile when she saw me.

"May I help you?" I responded. My first thought was that he was confused on what her job is or she is just lost or something.

"This may seem really odd, but I am a big fan." She spoke with such joy in her voice.

"Of Mark? It's going to take a long time for him to sign things, but I'm sure he'll get to you soon enough."

"No!" She giggled. Her laugh was so adorable. "Of you! Your personality is stunning. I love how you always smile when you are in videos with Mark. You always look beautiful and an all around amazing human being. Sorry I'm a little nervous. I've never met someone before who has meant this much to me." She let out a nervous laughter. "Can I have your autograph? My name is Allison. Although, most people call me Alli."

My mind had a hard time processing what just happened. Someone is a fan of me? My mind felt like it had blown up in a million pieces. Alli handed me a sheet of paper that she wanted me to sign. I almost felt like crying. Someone looked up to me and cares about who I am as a person. Alli also handed me a spare pen and I wrote on the paper: To my amazing friend, Alli. Stay awesome! -(Y/N)

I handed the paper back to her and I saw her eyes scan what I had written. "Friend?" She questioned me.

I nodded my head, "Yeah. I prefer to use the term friend instead of fan. I don't want to feel like I am the leader of you guys. I'm just like you, an average person. So, people who like what are do are friends." I gave her a smile. My explanation made it seem like lots of people were coming up to me and told me they were my fans. Alli was the first person to.

Alli acted like a outgoing, friendly, adventurous person to be around. Honestly, I wouldn't mind if I had a chance to hang out with her. With my luck I would find out that she is a psychopath or something.

I stretched my arms out for a hug, and Alli happily accepted it. I embraced her and felt this immediate flow of love consume me. I am cared about. I am important to someone I barely even know.

(A/N: Last minute writing for the win! I procrastinated so much on this chapter. Hey, I got it out before midnight so technically I posted it on Monday. I really have to stop writing last minute...)