Choey Imagines

Hate Comments ~ Mark Thomas

Your parents were both going out of town for the weekend, so you were staying with Mark for a few days.

"Hey Mark, can I use the computer for a minute?"

"Yeah, go ahead. You don't have to ask."

"Okay, thanks." You got off the couch and went upstairs to the guest room, which was where you were staying in. There was a bed against on wall, and a desk against the wall across from it. You went and sat in front of the desk, and logged into your account on the computer. You looked through your emails, and you found one from someone. You didn't recognize the username. You opened it up, and it said it was linked from Instagram. It showed the username, which was Hally_S412. You had no clue who it was. You started to read the email. Right away, you realized it was one of Mark's followers.

That's weird. My emails are only for business.

You continued to read.

Hi Laura, my name is Hally. I am a big fan of Mark. I love him so much. But as for u, I'm not a big fan. I'm sending u this because I want u 2 know what I think of u. Personally, I don't like u. I think u r a bad influence on Mark. Here's something we both can agree on - Mark is PERFECT. He is super handsome. He also is a great singer, and he is so funny. He is just straight up perfect. U on the other hand, r not as great. I have some questions 4 u.

y is one of ur eyes bigger than the other?

y is ur smile crooked?

y r ur canine teeth so sharp?

y r ur hands so small?

y r ur nails so short?

what's going on with ur hair line? It's always different

when u sing, y is ur voice different in different songs?

y r ur ears so big?

y is ur nose big?

y do u always wear Mark's sweatshirts? (It's usually cute, but not when u do it)

y r u trying 2 be an actress? (Ur not good at acting)

y r u trying 2 become a singer? (U suck at that, 2)

y do u still make musically's? (That trend is over. Ur just humiliating yourself)

y do ur outfits always suck?

who taught u to do ur makeup? (Cause it alwas sucks, no matter how many times u switch it up)

y r u even famous?

y does Mark even like u?

There are many more questions I could ask u. But ur a waste of my time. Hopefully, Mark will soon realize how bad u r for him, and he will dump u. As for now, rethink everything. Have a "good" day.

You looked down at your lap. Your eyes started tearing up.

Why do people say that? They don't even know me. There is so much they don't know about me. Who would even have the nerve to send an email like that?

"Mark?" You called down, trying to act like you weren't crying.

"Yeah, Laur?" He shouted up to you.

"Um, can you come here please?"

"Yeah, hold on."

You sat in the chair, waiting for Mark to come upstairs.

"Yeah baby?" He said, as you heard footsteps getting closer to you. He then stood in front of you. He realized you were crying. He knelt down, so that you were face-to-face to him.

"Baby, what's wrong?!" He asked alarmed. You were crying too hard, to the point you were unable to speak.

"Baby, what's going on?" He asked, trying to separate your hands from your face. You finally put your hands away from your face. You sniffed, and looked up at Mark.

"Tell me what's going on."

"Mark, how could they say that?"

"Say what?" He asked confused. You pointed to the computer screen. He took a minute to read it, then he looked at you.

"Awh, baby." He hugged you tight. "Come here." He picked you up, and carried you to the edge of the bed. He sat down, and you sat on his lap, wrapping your legs around his torso. He kept hugging you, and you rested your head on his shoulder. Both your arms were wrapped around each other. He rubbed your back softly.

"Shhh. It's okay, baby." He genitally kissed your cheek.

"Mark, why would they say that?" You asked, between sniffs.

"They just don't know how amazing you really are."

"Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"You really do love me, right?"

"Of course I do! Why do you ask that?"

"Cause she said I wasn't good enough for you. She said that you'll realize that I'm bad for you, and you're gonna dump me."

"Baby, if I ever let you go, I would never forgive myself. If anything, I don't deserve you. You're perfect, you're everything."

"Really?"

"Really."

"You promise?"

"I promise. Swear on my life."

"Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, baby."

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Author's Note:

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted on this in a while. I've been running short on ideas. If you have any suggestions, please comment them, along with your name, age, and type of story. (No smuts) Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! :)

~ Rae