Downtown (Foster the People Fanfic)

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I slowly walked into the apartment once again. Like the last time I saw it, dark and cluttered. No one was there except me and him. Kayla was still next door I'm guessing. I haven't talked to her in a while though. When I crept closer to the couch that I slept on that first night... It gave me shivers. This place was amazing to me. Not only that the actual Mark Foster lived here, but because it was where I rescued. The leather of the couch made me cold as I sat down slowly. A gasp of air left my mouth when it chilled me.
Mark came over and sat next to me and rubbed my arm. I gave him a small hug and smiled wide at him. His old toothy grin came back as we sat there.
"I'm guessing you know a little bit more about FTP now." He gestured toward my shirt. It had "Foster the People" written all over it. I giggled as I studied my shirt.
"Yea, I'm quite the fan at school." I looked up at Mark, his face showed happiness all over it.
"School?"
"Yea I finally went." I chuckled and slipped my shoes off under the coffee table. We sat there and talked for a while.
"Hmm... Have any new friends?" He smiled some more at me.
"Oh of course! There is Veronica, Annabelle, and lots more!" I jumped up and down in my seat happily clapping my hands.
"That's awesome. Well... What do you want to do? It's late so we can't really go anywhere." He shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the floor. I'm so surprised he didn't have a lame party.
"Oh hum... How about a movie?" He sat up and walked over to the TV.
"Sure... I mean I guess." We both smiled at each other and I turned on the TV. As I flipped the channels Mark held a couple cases in his hands.
"These are all the good ones I found." He chuckled and held out the movies. There was paranormal activity and reel steel. I chuckled and pointed at reel steel.
"That one makes me cry!" He laughed and took the CD out of the case. The CD slipped into the player and loaded. I sat there half asleep from the long day. I had been at one of Zack's games and at the mall. But most of what I liked today is just being here. I really hope Mark liked being with me too. Because I want to be with him more than Zack honestly.
The movie started playing while I was thinking. Mark wrapped an arm around me, and I smiled at his little squeeze he gave me. As we sat there watching the movie begin, I scooted closer and leaned into him.
"You have no idea how much I missed you Mark." I frowned and looked up at his strait face. He didn't say a word until I moved my arm under my legs.
"I've missed you a lot more." When I looked up he was still staring strait at the TV.
"You didn't care when I left, well at least you didn't look like it." I frowned more and sat up strait, staring into the TV like him. He finally showed expression and frowned like me.
"Because I didn't know what to think." His shoulders shrugged and he looked down at me. Both of his eyes were bloodshot. It looked like he hadn't slept in days.
"You could've at least said you cared about me." I smirked and looked down at the floor. The black carpet was still the same... Well why would it change?
"I didn't just care for you, I loved you. You lit up my smile everyday I saw you. When you left... It all went downhill." He frowned and stared into my sapphire eyes. A tear left my face at his words. I leaned over quickly and gave him a bear hug. He hugged me closer and kissed me on the cheek. He made me so happy.
"I'm so sorry I left you Mark. It's mostly my fault." I sighed and let out a deep breath.
"Nah, your alright I shouldn't of acted like a jerk." He sighed and elbowed me playfully.
"You're such a stud." I laughed and elbowed him back. He started tickling my sides again like he did when I was back with him. We both laughed as I tickled him back.
"Oh! You got stronger!" He laughed and started flopping all over the couch. We both tickled each other until we were tired enough to fall over on the couch panting. I laughed into his shirt as I sat there breathing heavily. He chuckled and sat up along with me.
"Ugh, you tickle hard." I punched him in the stomach as I laughed some more.
"And getting stabbed with fingernails isn't hard?" He punched me back playfully and smirked. His prize winning smile joined along with it. I closed my eyes and leaned back into the chair. His arm slowly reached around me. Same cologne I noticed. I leaned into him more wanting to be warm. My mind blacked out when he tucked me in closer. A tear ran down my cheek. I loved him more than anything... Even my own flesh and blood brother.

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I woke up in my slobber. There were pillows surrounding me and a quilt was wrapped around me also. I was cold though. My lower legs were hurting again from the other day at the game from running so much. Then I looked up and around the room. It was Mark's room... No one was beside me. The sheets weren't wrinkled from someone sleeping there ether. Why didn't Mark just bring me to my room or whatever?

Oh yea... Parties.

I sat up and swung my legs across the bed. Then when I stood up I nearly fell over from being so sore. My legs could barely lift up off the ground when I walked. I creaked the door open and peeked out into the hallway. Light faintly came through the windows as the morning grew. The apartment had no sound going through it. Only the light noise from the fan in Marks room.
"Mark?" I whispered through the hallway. No answer. I said it again and a loud snore came back as I started walking toward the living room. When I heard the snore it made me chuckle as I continued walking. He was laying on the couch with a thick blanket over him. He only had a couple small pillows though. As I walked over, I found my phone on the kitchen table. I took a couple selfies with him sleeping in the picture. I laughed and sent it to a couple friends from school.
They weren't FTP fans thank goodness, they would freak out and fat out kill me. They are pretty big fans of other bands. If I met one of their favorite bands, heck I wouldn't be here right now.
Anyways I looked around the kitchen. Not a morsel to be found. There was a box of cereal and that's all. The fridge had maybe a quarter of a gallon of milk left. Might as well eat cereal. I poured me a bowl and heard a 'THUMP' over in Marks direction. When I looked over he was on the floor moaning and groaning. He was rubbing his head when he stood up slowly. His eyes opened and closed focusing on me.
"Morning." I chuckled pouring the milk into the bowl of cereal. He groaned again walking toward the kitchen lazily. As I looked down at the bowl it was overflowing. Great. It was spilling on the floor and everything!
"Get some paper towels!" He said while trotting over to the kitchen. I ran over to the table in the kitchen and got some napkins and paper towels. We both were groaning as we cleaned. I sighed as I was wetting the rag to clean the floor. He looked up at me as I sighed.
"What's up?" The rag was soaked in my hands as I walked over. When I was cleaning I opened up my mouth to say something. But I stopped from hurting myself like that. Mark shook my shoulder, then I looked up into his worried eyes.
"I have to go back with Zack." I frowned and stood up. He stood up with me and grabbed the rag out of my hands.
"No, I want you to stay here." My hands reached out to grab the rag but he grabbed my hand. The rag dropped to the floor I didn't even notice. Our eyes were met, all we did was stare at each other.
"I want to stay here too. But Zack probably needs me or something." I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at the floor.
"But I need you too." He smiled at me and took a step closer to me. Our breaths mixed, which wasn't the most pleasant thing. He was warm though. His hands squeezed mine as we both looked down to the floor.
"Mark, I love you." I smiled and looked up. He was smiling at me also.
"I loved you the day I saw you. Even though if I was intoxicated." We both chuckled and looked over toward the window.
"That's awesome." I chuckled and hugged him close. He kissed me on the cheek as I let go of him. We stood in the kitchen for a little while. In silence, just looking at each other. Taking in as much as we could of each other. His eyes showed mixed up emotions as mine. I could see he actually missed me.
After we got done eating our cereal I looked over at him. A deep breath left my mouth as I got ready to say something.
"I want to be with you forever." I chuckled and smiled at him.
"I want you to be here five ever." We both laughed at his joke. His smile... That made me happy.