Chapter 41: Short steps, deep breath....

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They didn't seem pleased with their son. 

"Am I like, not good enough for you?" you asked noticing the look of disappointment they had on their faces.

"No, don't say that." Mark replied touching you playfully.

"No, Mark wait, I'm serious. Look at everybody's looks. I'm not joking."

At the moment you said that Mark seemed to notice their attitude.

"You're right..What is it with you all?" 

Mark's Mom decided to talk.

"It was just...You know. We thought both of our sons were ready to make their lives and now...And to be honest I think you ere happier with Amy." she grumped.

"That's really rude!" he complained. "And no. I am much happier with (y/n). And Jesus, don't worry about Jason. He will find a really nice girl. I'm sure." 

He smiled firmly at his brother and gave him a pat at the back.

"Thanks bro." he answered giving him a small, tiny, side- smile.

"So..." Mark continued after several minutes of silence.

"We should get going right?" you asked trying to get his point.

He nodded. 

"K, let's go. Bye everyone." you waved grabbing Mark's arm. He got up and his mother whispered something at his ear before leaving.

When you got to your house you asked him. The curiosity was killing you.

"Um Mark...What did she tell you?" you asked pointing at the door.

"Nah, nothing. Something from their stuff..."

"Oh..."

His voice sounded like a squirrel's. It was quite funny. 

You lied down on the couch.

"Hey Mark?"

"Yes?"

"I must be the most lucky girl in this world. I'm so happy to have you." you admitted.

You were pretty sure he got touched by your words but didn't want to show it.

"Me too. Welcome to the 'iplier's'." he chuckled messing your hair.


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