A Crazy Possibility (MarkiplierXreader)

Chapter 18

"With you."

"Really?" He almost jumped up, excited.

"Yeah really." I laughed.

"Oh my god." He mumbled. "So, you're coming back?" His right leg stood off of the couch while his left was on him knee.

"Yes." I smiled seeing how happy he was. He literally jumped off of the couch.

"Really?" He looked back at me. I stood up and took a step to him.

"Really, yes." I smiled up at him.

"Oh my god I love you-!" He spoke stopping as he looked at me. "Your choice." He corrected himself. "I love your choice." He gave an awkward smile. I hadn't even thought about saying 'I love you.' before.

Has he?

He was about to say it. He practically did say it.

How does that make me feel?

How should it make me feel?

I stared back at him. He was waiting for me. I wanted to say it back, I wanted him to smile. But I couldn't say it.

"So have you started packing up yet?" I changed the topic.

"Just a bit, still need to work on that." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Yeah, me to." I smiled. I'm going back. "I'll probably need to get a suitcase, I don't have any." I laughed.

"Thats a good idea." He smiled at me.

"So where is everyone?" I asked.

"Felix is in the other room, and Bob and Tyler took Ethan out for, food I think."

"Jack?"

"I am not completely sure." Mark laughed. "Probably with Bob."

"Do you think Wade went into the other room with Felix?" I smiled.

"Probably." He looked at me and could see my intent. "Slow." He smirked.

"It's been two weeks, seems pretty slow."

"What are you suggesting?"

"You know what I'm suggesting." I licked my lips.

Mark stared at me without movement, before turning around and looking at the open door.

"If you want it can just be fooling around, pants can stay on." I almost laughed.

He smiled at me then quickly went to the door closing it. As I started to pull my shirt off over my head.

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"Excuse me." I grabbed the attention of a worker.

"Yes?" He spoke kindly.

"Where are the suitcases?" I asked.

"Aisle five on the right."

"Thank you." I love not being profiled as a druggie or a dealer. I look normal, sometimes even girly.

The thing is, it's much easier to hide a gun under a flowy dress.

Passing the aisles I headed to the suitcases, before stoping from the sound of a familiar voice. I turned to the right and saw Jack talking to a woman.

"Wanna come back to my place and fence swords?" For a moment he seemed happy with what he said before his mind notified him about who he was hitting on. "I mean I can stab you with mine... a buncha times..?" He seemed less confident. The woman slightly shook her head and walked away.

"You almost had her." I spoke with a smile. Jack turned around to see me standing at the end of the aisle.

"Did you see what happened?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Then that must've been sarcasm." He smiled.

"None other." I walked up to him. "So what's going on?" I asked.

"Nothin much," he scratched the back of his neck. "What's up with you?"

"I'm good, but I meant what's up with that girl and all?"

"Oh, her?" He looked behind him as if he expected to see her, before turning back to me. "Nothing, just, practice."

"Maybe use a pick up line that's, well, less gay."

"Less gay?" He smirked.

"As much as I love gay pickup lines, I think if you're going to hit on a girl, you might have to sound straight." I laughed.

"You have a point." Jack chuckled.

"Do you have any good ones?"

"Yeah." Jack thought allowed.

"What is it?"

Jack almost laughed just thinking of what he was going to say.

"Irish you were naked." He continued to smile big as I started to laugh.

"That's a good one."

"Get it? Cause I'm Irish." He chuckled.

"Oh, now I get it." I spoke sarcastically. "You're bound to get all the ladies with that one."

"Obviously, that's why I'm gonna use it." He laughed.

It was pretty strange seeing Jack hitting on women. I honestly thought him and Felix would get back together. Guess he really isn't gay.

"Okay, nice seeing you." I smiled. "I need to go buy a suitcase now."

"Have fun with that." He smiled turning to look for another girl to hit on.

How big of a suitcase do I need? Do I need more then one?

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I closed my front door. How many things do I have to pack? I walked to the kitchen counter to put my bag down before my stomach decided to hurt.

"What the hell." I placed my hand on my stomach trying to calm the feeling of wanting to throw up. I think I'm not eating well enough which is making me sick, this has been happening for a few days.

There's a lot I have here, do I leave the drugs, or bring them to sell?

"Hey."

I quickly grabbed my gun turning around.

"Be careful with that thing Paige." He spoke.

I was shocked to see him again.

"What are you doing here?" I lowered my gun.

"The real question is what are you still doing here?"

"What do you mean?"

"You told me you were leaving the city." He didn't smile.

"I changed my mind."

"Doesn't look like you did." He referred to my suitcase.

"That's none of your business Danny."

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What's he doing back?

BUH BYE!! Lol (lots of love)

-Me