1000 miles away

Driving me crazy

Clare POV

i cant believe he-i, did that. i never meant for his 'punishment' to be a way of me and him getting closer. i can't believe you Clare Arianna Evans, What have you done. This isn't how it was suppose to be. Mark was suppose of have a girlfriend, I was a lonely Fuck, and now im just confused.
If you had the chance you would kiss Mark wouldn't you???
No, No. Never, I've been the one avoiding him all this time. His going to give up soon. Then his going to move on to a new person...i went into the recording room to check on my video. It was still rendering. I did not know what to do. Mark and I live under the same roof now. Just then the door opens. I turn my head over to see it was Mark. I quickly turn back and just grabbed random stuff trying to act busy, and went outside. I decided to go outside running, it was the only way to get away from him and all this taughts. I bring Chica along as well.
His got beautiful eyes
Red fluffy hair
A smile that can kill every. Girl. In. The. World
I shake my head and continue jogging.
Wait..if he doesn't have a girlfriend now...
No, this is wrong. This is insane. Stop thinking about this! Just jog. I breathe and run a few more laps. 7 and I was starving, where is Mark? His not calling...normally I would expect him to call. I turned on my phone to check if there were any messages or miss calls, no, Not by Mark that is. I sighed I looked back at chica. I decided to just walk over to MacDonalds.
Message from mum:
Mum: hey sweetheart, I hope everything is doing fine there, don't you worry, I think your father will pull trough this one. I don't want you to worry too much. You know we love you a lot. Its just-Keith has been causing problems this few days. I hope you're okay...remember we always love you. And even tough I don't really support you on this YouTube thing...i still want to be there pushing you to you best. Love you.
Gosh, mum was never this nice. Well, I mean. I respect her, but when we were younger she would scold me and my brother for anything, either big or small. But now that I we've come put making our own money. It seems much better. But of course, I miss her nagging sometimes. I turn off my phone I finish up my fries and left.

When I reached the house i was exhausted. But, worried, somewhat excited. I let go of Chica's leash and she runs outside the garden. I went to wash up first before realizing this was too quite. I rush up looking around the house for Mark but if looked like he wasn't around. It seemed like he had gone out. I sighed, I dropped down to the couch behind me. Where could he have gone? I decided to watch a little television to wait up for Mark. I watched me before you, the fault in our stars, then finally avengers. I was too tired and felt my eyes were getting heavy and fell asleep.

I stood by the edge of a what seemed like grand royal ball. Where everyone was in perfect princess-y dresses. Men wore smart suits and ties. It was beautiful. Magical. and so, so, smart looking. And then all of a sudden. I felt the urge to find him. I catch him in the crowd, a red haired floof, dressed in a blue prince like suit. He looked A-mazing. "Milady," he greets and takes me by the hand and kisses it. I smile, "may I have this dance," he asks. I feel I bright smile glow on my face. "Yes, you may," I giggle. And he pulls me and we are dancing in the ball room.

Next morning

The sun shines in and no one seemed to be home still. Chica comes padding towards me with her wagging tail. What a weird dream. I taught. I better go see if Mark's awake, or if he was even at home. I go up the steps, and up another one. And its his floor, his room floor. I knock, no answer. So I slowly enter...
I open the door to realize, the handsome deep voiced man laying there sleepily in his bed. I walk over and sigh at the sight. I open his curtains making light come trough. His still not waking up. I shove him a little,"Mark," I called. "Mark, wake up." I say again. His still not awake. His cheeks were a faint red. God. His so beautiful. "Mark, get up, please." I sigh pushing his cheek. " Any more Fucking longer and i'm going to lose it.
"MARKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" i shouted, Chica howling after that. Just then he finally wakes up. "Uh, what the Fuck?" He says rubbing his eyes. Then he turns to me. "Oh my god, what are you doing here?" Mark nearly screams. "I was trying to wake you...and you weren't getting up." I gave him a unhappy look. He scratches his head, "whoops sorry, thanks." He smiles. His bed hair was on FLEEK, just then i felt a weird urge, i want to run my fingers trough his hair... I turn away, "EH, no problem, just that-im going down, now. See ya. " I say and rush out before having any second thoughts. I made pancakes with blueberries, raspberries and strawberries, cause that's what mum cooked for me back in the days. I missed her, after yesterday....
"Yum, pancakes!" Mark smiles happily sitting down at the dinning table eating his food. "This taste delicious, how do you know this recipe?" He asks in a smile. I laugh, his stuffed his mouth his so adorable. "My mum," I laughed looking back at him. "wow cool, she must be a great mama," he smiles and eats more. I smile, she didn't always make choices that made me happy in my life, but she was my mum and I love her. "Yea, but she's really naggy," I smile stuffing more pancakes in my mouth. "Aren't all mothers like that?" He raises a brow and finishes up his pancakes. I laugh, he makes me happy, but also sometimes feel like a complete jerk, a waste of time, and life.