Imagine If....

'He Had You'...

This Imagine is based off the song 'If I Had You' by Adam Lambert. I'm actually really excited for you guys to read this one so please, enjoy!

"God Mark, why do you have to be such a flirtatious asshole sometimes?!" You stared straight at him, your eyes wide. This has been an ongoing problem with Mark for quite some time. The two of you had been together for a little over two years and as of lately, he's been nothing but a pain in your ass.

For some time, Mark had been flirtatious with other women. Most of the time it was in fucking front of you too! It wasn't as if it were it were the slight, 'thanks, you don't look so bad yourself' or 'looking good tonight'. Half of the time, you didn't think he knew what he was doing, Mark had always been a natural flirt. As of lately, you'd had of enough of it. More specifically, you had enough of it when Mark had canceled your date night in order to spend some time with an ex girlfriend of his he had been flirting on and off with. 

You were having this argument while the two of you waited for your cab to the airport to come. Mark and you were going to Indy PopCon together because you were suppose to do a panel with him there.

"What are you even talking about Y/N? I don't flirt with other women!" Mark exclaimed as he rose his hands in the air.

"Oh would you just quit bullshitting me already? I'm not fucking stupid Mark, I've see the way you are with women!"

"I'm not saying your stupid Y/N. Besides, I'm not doing it because I want to, I'm doing that because that's who Markiplier is, people expect me to be that!" I scoffed as I turned my back on him.

"That's literally the worst excuse I've ever heard, and that's a feat considering I've had to put up with your bullshit the past few months."

"Wow, that's fucking low, even for you Y/N. Sure, I may be flirtatious with other woman but I'm still coming home to you every night. I'm in love with you at the end of the day, not any of those women. And putting up with my bullshit for the past few months?! Tell me something, if you don't want to put up with my bullshit, why do you stick around huh?" Before you could stop yourself, the next sentence flew out of your mouth.

"Well, maybe that's what I need to do!" Sure, you were unsure about saying this in the first place, but once it came out you were pretty damn sure it was a good idea. "In fact, why don't you leave for Indy PopCon, by yourself. Not being there will give me some time to think of whether I can put up with your bullshit anymore." Mark cocked his head as he looked at you, a strange look appearing in his eyes.

"Wait, you're not coming with me? What am- what am I suppose to tell the guys then?" Out of EVERYTHING that you just said, that's what he took out of the conversation, what to tell Sean, Bob, and Wade? Is he fucking serious?!

"I don't know, come up with an excuse, I don't care! Besides, you seem to be pretty good with coming up with those." Once again, you turned your back on Mark as you went towards your bedroom, eager to get away from all of this. As you thought about this decision more, you realized it was the best. You needed some space from Mark for awhile. You needed to decide if you could do this anymore.

(A few days later, Mark's POV)

Saying that the past few days have been hell for me would be a fucking understatement. I've been an absolute wreck since everything with Y/N happened. The minute I had gotten into the cab and it drove down the street, I had realized how stupid I had been. She did have a point, I have been 'overly flirtatious' lately, and if I was in her position, I'd be just as pissed as her if not more.

The thing that sucks the most, the thing that's tearing me up from the inside out, is the fact that I don't know where any of this will lead. I don't know if Y/N going to decide to end things or not, and I just can't take it.