Why Me?

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You know, I often wonder why Mark chose me... Why he wants to be with a broken girl like me? He could have an unscarred girl but he chooses the scarred one. 
He could have a pretty one, but he chooses the ugly one. 
He could have anyone else... But he chooses me, and i am happy for that. 
But what if I fuck it up? Like always?  

Next Day
Marks POV
I feel so lucky, i feel so happy. She is truly the girl. I love her. I hope and wish she will love me...
She could have any guy, but chooses me.
She could have an amazing guy, but chooses me.
God. She is perfect, she is...
Y/n.

Y/n POV
I roll out of bed, heading towards the shower, yawning. I am planning to record later today. (Was going to make it that Jack put video of them up but nah.)

I throw on any clothes i find, being my usual look. I throw myself to my bed and grab my laptop to watch youtube before gaming. Just as my phone gets a text.
(Mark's contact name)- 'Miss you, hope you slept well x text me'
I smile at this, feeling important.
Me- 'I miss you too babe. And i did, hope you did too doof'
Soon enough, I get a text back.
(Marks contact name)- 'I did, thanks. Can we hang out sooon?'

Two Weeks Later
I should see B/n. I think i am ready. Let's hope so... or soon.
"I'm hereeee," Mark walks in, while i am gaming "God, I missed you."
That is when he is in front of me and pulls me in for a kiss, I begin to kiss back as my game character dies. We finally pull away and he smiles, before i realize i just died and have to redo everything.
"Fuck meeee." I groan "Not like that!"
"Gladly!" He laughs, giving me a quick kiss before sitting beside me. "Want me to do it?"
"No, I am a wamen, i will do it... again." I over dramatically sigh, starting to redo it to die again.

Eventually getting it, I play a bit past it and save it before turning it off.
"So, what are we doing today?" Mark laughs.
"Mark..." I take a deep breath "I am ready to see B/n..."
"You sure baby?" He asks, pulling my chin up to look at him.
I nod softly, nervous.
"Okay, if you think you are. It will be okay."
I nod again.
"Don't be scared babe... It will be okay." He pulls me into a hug.
"I don't like hugs." I slightly laugh.
"Too bad, just enjoy it." He mutters back to me.
I roll my eyes, trying not to cry. I haven't self harmed in two weeks now, most of mine are just scarring to white or purple. Some still swollen, but not at all scratched.
"I am ready." I nod.
Please, Let this go well.

There. :D
**brofists** 👊

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