JackSepticEye/Markiplier/Pewdiepie X Reader imagines

Maybe One Day-Markiplier

Kind of a lyric chapter!

Y/n stared at the white ceiling of her room, sighing loudly. She had a hundred thoughts running through her mind.

Maybe he knows who I am? No, he won't. No one does.

She'd walk through the halls in school, her head down. She couldn't muster up the confidence to make eye contact with him. How was she ever going to talk to him when she couldn't look at him? When she heard his voice, she'd have loads of butterflies in her stomach.

It was impossible to get him off of her mind. She had a hundred thoughts, and he was ninety nine of them. She knew she'd never be able to tell him how she felt. And she thought it was fine, but she was breaking inside.

Mark would walk the crowded halls, noticing the girl who never showed her face. Her head was always down. He tried to talk to her, but there was no easy way. Every time he raised his voice to speak to her, she ran away.

Like y/n, he couldn't get her off of his mind. He had a hundred thoughts and she was ninety nine of them. He couldn't tell her how he felt. Not yet. He also thought it was fine, but he was breaking.

One day, she might stay. She'd head over his way. And one day, she'd look him in the eye. And instead of breaking, she'd call him mine.

One day, Mark would take her by the waist. Force them to meet face to face. And one day, he'd look into her eyes and say: You're my only light.

It's impossible to get you off my mind

I think about a hundred thoughts and you are ninety nine.

Maybe there's a chance that you will be mine.

But right now...

I'm just broken inside.