lovechild of youtube (Mark x Reader x Jack)

A Date

(A/n. Alright guys I had no idea that the story would take off like it did. This is honestly a story that I told myself when I was 17 while I was bored and trying to fall asleep. It is kind of unacceptable that I left it alone for a long time and I'm sorry about that, a lot of my time has been devoted to college and trying to pass classes. I hope you guys can forgive me so I bring you a new part thank you)

For a week, while I was at Mark's house, Jess had watched over my apartment. My dad had the security guard break down the door and she took the liberty of haveing it put back on its hinges. It was also nice of her to water my plants and collect the mail that came in, she even renewed my rent. Another debt to the list.

I had to go home soon, my dad was finally gone and i couldent be a inconvenience to Mark any longer. I had acted so unfair to him, what I've done. I stopped filming, I stopped talking to them besides the few small texts saying "I'm fine" but I wasn't I should have just told them upfront. why would I think they would hate me. In my panic, I guess it all made somewhat sense. It was my last day with mark and in the week i was here, i admit we had definitely grown closer than ever. It hurt that i was leaving.

Chica knew something wasnt right, in an attemp to comfort me she jumped up on the couch and put her head on my swollen belly. I laughed, she was so cute and derpy but also loveing and protective at the same time.
"Hey chica, where's mark?"
"he's right here babe."
I looked up and Mark was standing in the doorway. "Well that's a new nickname."
"Well yea, wait are we a thing?"
....... "Mark, what a stupid question."
"Well I ask a lot of stupid questions, but this one is a serious question."
"Alright what is it?"
"Do you want to go out to dinner with me tonight? like at a fancy restaurant or semi fancy it's like four and a half stars but it's close enough."

Well shit, mark probably made this a reservation too, I can't just ask him to take me to the airport right now. I'll go home tomorrow, today I'll go out to dinner with him, and then I'm going home.
"Yea, sure mark, why not." That sounded sarcastic, but I don't think I can really help it.
"HE'LL YES, oh wait you don't have a nice dress, and I need a bow tie too."
"OH GOD is this a reservation? How long do we have?"
Mark pulled out his phone. "About 3 and a half hours."
"Well that doesn't seem so bad, wait this is L.A. not Seattle, the traffic is worse here."
"Nah we can pull it off."

We ended up just barely making it

I got a f/c knee langth dress and mark got a pink bowtie and a black dress shirt.

Y:"damn, hes hot."
M:"damn, shes hot."

(Fuck i dont know how to write a date scene. all that my boyfriend and i do is go to Sheries, like all the time. you know what i'll just write how that goes.)

Y "Mark"
M "Yes my sweet"
Y "I hate to be the bearer of bad news but we are not prepared for a date are we"
M "Absolutely not"
Y "Great lets have fun"

The restaurant was Italian themed so we both got pasta. There wasn't much to talk about, that we haven't already discused for the past few days.  I did manage to bring up going home during this time, and surprisingly Mark agreed that I needed to go home and start fixing things. and he even agreed to take me to the airport tomorrow so I wouldn't have call an Uber and sneak out.

We both had a fine time, i was glad this happened, and i was glad that i was going home. I dont think that there was anything to be uncertian about right now, but i just had a feeling.