Tell me I'm yours. {Mark X Reader}

The first Concert

~Y/n's POV~
I sit on my bed, strumming my guitar, jamming out to Random songs I've written in the past. I look at the time.
"Two more hours till I have to leave for the concert." I say out loud, I put my guitar in its case and I walk over to my dog Darwin a puppy malamute. He sees me and wags his tail excitedly. I walk over to him and pet his head. As I pet his head he jumps on me licking me. I smile at him. I play with him for twenty minutes then I cook some dinner for me, and I feed Darwin. I eat my food and check the time. 5:56 I quickly finish my food, and I grab my socks, shoes,jacket, and keys. I put Darwin in his kennel.
"I'll be back in a couple hours buddy." I say I grab my guitar before I leave. I wait for my manager to show up. My manager's name is Tyler, he's been one of my close friends since college. He was dating my best friend, whom now is his wife. He went to a diffrent college for business. I went to school for music. Which I obviously got a degree in. Tyler's wife got a degree in music as well. She is a band teacher here in town.
After a few minutes he pulls up.
"Sup." I say putting my guitar in the back then hoping up front.
"Are your Ready? I mean your performing in front of what? A couple thousand people. Your biggest show yet." Tyler says marveling
"It's been only two years from working with you and Your already my biggest client." He continues I chuckle
"I've got talent what do you expect." I say chuckling
"Of course you do! You got a scholarship to MSU's marching band,Choir and Orchestra!Your talent is amazing." He says I roll my eyes.
"Oh well, but yeah I guess I'm ready. I know all my lyrics, all the songs I'm gonna perform. Im prepared for all the people I'm gonna meet. It's also the troubling part." I say
"That's understandable, I mean you have 5,680 people to meet, and sign something, and that's for people who just got the gold package tickets just to get to meet you. Now three times that is. The people who are just going to be watching it." He says stopping at a red light.
"Holy crap." I say in amaze
"Yeah, now are you really prepared?" He says I shrug "I'm pretty sure I am, I mean only 243 people out of the 5,680 people I get to meet. get to go backstage." I say I open my phone to play some games.

After three hours the concert is over I meet several people. I get to the end, and I see a 5'10 man with brown hair and brown eyes.
"Holy shit. It's Markipler." I say going over to him. Shaking his hand
"Why yes it is." He says smiling
"Big fan to be honest. A lot of songs I played were created with your videos playing in the background." I say smiling back at him.
"Oh really? That's a shocker I wouldn't expect a famous singer like yourself to be a fan." He replies a little surprised 
"How couldn't I be? Your really funny, plus your voice is so calming and relaxing. I really need to listen to it after a long day." I say he chuckles
"Why thank you! I get that a lot, but means a lot coming from person like you." He says
"What does that mean? Coming from a person like me?" I say acting offend a bit
"Well it means a lot because of how like famous you are. Ya know?" He says kinda flustered I laugh a bit.
"Honestly I think your more famous than me. This concert was my biggest one yet. With like 20,000+ people. Plus my songs don't reach as much listens as your videos get views in one day." I say
"Ah, Okay. I guess that makes sense I mean people do enjoy them. I could help by shouting out your name on Twitter and instagram." Mark says
"Oh my inner fangirl would flip out." I say chuckling he chuckles a bit too.
"You do deserve it though. I absolutely love everything you do." He says
"Thanks, honestly I don't care if you give me a shout out. It would mean a lot coming from you, cause like I said earlier you do help inspire me to write songs time to time." I say
"Could I get a song written for me?" He says
"How much will you be paying me?" I say
"General happinesses, and inspiration work?" He says
"Not enough." I say he looks offended and places his hand over his heart
"How is that not enough!" He says in a jokingly offended way.
"Uh Hello, we live in a capitalist society something needs to pay the bills." I say sassily
"Fair point. Anyways I'll see you later. I've got to get home now. Have a good evening(Y/n)." He says sticking his hand out for a handshake I shake his hand.
"You too, Mark good luck with your career. Oh wait! I totally forgot we never took a picture together!" I say after letting go of his hand.
"Oh right!" He says excitedly and we take a selfie together on his phone. He then walks away and I walk away as well. Tyler walks over to me.
"What took you so long?!" He says somewhat impatient crossing his arms.
"Sorry was talking to a fan for a bit longer than usual." I say
"A fan? Probably more than just a fan. An old friend or something?" He says
"Well, He is a famous YouTubed who I am a fan of." I say walking over to my dressing room.
"Did you say, famous YouTuber?" He says curiously. I sigh knowing exactly what he is going to say.
"Maybe, just maybe I could get him into a video or do a video with him."  I say grabbing my bag.
"I was thinking bigger. Is he single?" Tyler says
I look down blushing a bit .
"Oh my god Tyler! No way are you forcing me into a relationship." I say looking at him a bit angrily.
"I'm not saying get into a relationship with him. Do some videos and tweet at him, and get the fans to ship you two. It'll bring huge publicity out for you. Although a relationship is a good option." He says scratching his chin at the last part.
"No, no way. I'm not getting publicity by using him. I'd actually want to be his friend." I say walking towards the door.
"Alright being his friend is also a good thing. Who knows what could happen." He says following me. I roll my eyes.
"Whatever." I say walking towards the exit.