Mark
"What the fuck do you want," I growled into the phone as I watched Irene leave my room. To say I was pissed was a slight understatement. So fucking close to having my lips against her soft ones. I closed my eyes to compress myself, not wanting to snap at the other person any more.
I heard a light chuckle before the slightly raspy voice on the other end spoke, "Well, hello to you too Mark. Someone woke up a little grumpy."
"That's your fault asshole," I snapped.
"Woah there Markiepooh, calm down. I'm just messing around. I actually called because I wanted to ask you some advice," He suddenly sounded nervous which was out of character for Jackson, "How do you know...if you like someone?"
I couldn't help but let out a laugh at his words. You and me both my friend. I don't even really know if I like her. At first it was only about getting into her pants, but now...I don't know.
"I guess you'll just know. Your heart will beat faster around them, you'll smile like an idiot daily, and they'll be on your mind all the time," I spoke without realizing what I just said. I paused, giving both us time to absorb the words I uttered. How could I be so clueless as to what was in front of me this whole time...I liked Irene. When I woke up, I worried about whether or not she was healthy, if she was eating alright, if she missed her family. When I saw her, my heart would pound against my chest, a feeling so intense, I thought it would burst from the enclosed space it was formed. She was...perfect, but how could I only just now realize this? My own ignorance and rudeness could have cost me my only chance to be with her.
"I get it, thanks Markiepooh," Jackson sounded off, his voice was very monotone and plain compared to how he usually spoke, lively and full of joy, but I didn't question it as we bid our goodbyes and hung up.
I touched my hand to my chest, resting it over my heart, feeling the familiar thump of my heart, but this time, it felt different. It pumped for her...she without realizing it, stole my heart and that's terrifying, but at the same time exhilarating. That's how she has always made me feel, weak and strong, afraid and brave, but a person should never have this hold on me...but Irene...she holds me forever.
---
I stood in front of her door, clenching my sweaty fists together tightly as I wondered whether or not I should knock. I was acting like a hormonal adolescence on their first date and it was really pissing me off. Being able to talk to her shouldn't have been this difficult, but here I was, enough sweat dripping down my back to fill twenty Olympic swimming pools and my lips stained red from the amount of times I've bitten them.
Lifting my fist up to the door, I knocked on it and waited. The wait couldn't have been longer than 10 seconds, but it felt like 10 hours until she answered the door. Her face was a flustered mess, but that didn't distract me from her breath taking beauty. Her hair flowed over one shoulder as she stared at me with those doe eyes that screamed innocence and her plump pink lips formed words that I couldn't decipher, but I looked up into her eyes and saw confusion in her eyes.
"I'm sorry what," I questioned as my face burned red from how forward I was being, but also because of the close proximity between us.
She rolled her eyes and said, "I said, what are you doing here? Don't you have important work you should be doing?"
I shook my head amd clutched my hands tighter together and gulped, a lump forming in my throat preventing me from saying the words I oh so wanted to say. She looked confused at my silence and went to close the door, but before I realized what I was doing, my hand shot out and stopped the door from closing and the words burst from my mouth, "Go on a date with me!"
-------
I have a feeling 90% of you are pissed at me for not updating, but I love youuuuuu.School is a pain, but it's fun. I dyed my hair! It's red now, and I went to the GOT7 fanmeet, which was very lit, if you want to know more about me, just kik me, I answer back quickly.
Comment, vote, share!
Love you😍
YOU ARE READING
I'm Mark Tuan's maid
Fanfic"Stop! You know already I can't stand you, leave me the fuck alone!" I yelled at him as he continued to taunt me. "You know that isn't anyway to talk to me. You're my maid, so you're my property" he smirked, as I fumed with anger. Mark Tuan. Two wor...