That day, he changed my life (Markiplier x Reader)

Pretty Please!

Sunday, July 28th 2012

A week has passed since I'd arrived to Cincinnati and well this is going better than i had expected. Sure Daisy isn't here yet, i have to wait till this evening for her to arrive but i don't know an exact time. I think she wants to 'try' to surprise me. Emphasis on the try.
On the other hand i still haven't recieved an acceptence letter from the gaming company.
It was my only path to making my dreams come true, i didn't want to stay here working as a waitress for the rest of my life when i have a whole future ahead of me.
Don't get me wrong, i like my job at Little Tokyo after all im doing so well, I've made some tips and I've befriended Mark so at least i have someone to talk to but it's just not the right carrer path for me. My plan will remain and I'm still determined.
This week i managed to upload 3 videos and it got a few more views than usual.

Mark still kept uploading on the daily, each video funnier than the other. I wonder how he did it, keeping up with actual work and youtube, still having time for both. I know i couldn't do it, not with my editing skills anyways and with me trying to build my art portfolio. I wish i could manage to multitask just like him. Last tuesday i contacted him on skype. Ever since then we've been talking everyday after work. Joking around, sharing some life stories even spend an hour talking about video games... you know what friends do. He's very insisting on providing a shoulder to cry on if i ever needed anything. He seems like a really sensitive guy which is an amazing quality, i wish all guys were sensitive but some are only sensitive in their "special parts" and nowhere else. Mark's different from other people, i feel like he actually gets me. The other co workers are nice too, i just feel closer to mark him being my manager and all. There's this nice 50 year old woman named Summer, she was a huge fan of Queen back in her day and well so am i so we really got along music taste wise. You'll often find me listening to music, especially at home where i can listen to music all the time. I don't know what it is about music but it helps me calm down, without it i can start freaking out. Altough when im not listening to music im obviously talking to Mark or trying to make friends at work, the more the merrier.

At this very moment I'm sitting at my desk editing a new gameplay video of a random indie game i found online. It's 10 in the morning, i got up late today since its my only day off of work. I usually get tempted to pull all nighters since it comes naturally no matter how early i woke up the previous morning but ever since i moved my sleep cycle seems to be adjusting to normal. *ding ding* I get a notification on my phone, it's from Mark!
Text Message convo:

Mark: Hey (Y/N) I know this sucks but can you work till 6 tomorrow? I need someone to cover for me for 3 hours... I've got this little project coming up and i can't miss it.

You: Hmm idk Mark... whats the project?

Of course Mark's my only friend at the moment and I'd like to cover for him just to do something nice but i want to focus on my actual career. I recieve another notification

Mark: It's just merch buisness (Y/N), I think some of my fans want merch well they demand merch.

You: And is that really important to you?

I replied just to tease him. Maybe i could cover for him just to help him out with what he loves doing, i know I'd want someone to help me out if i ever needed that kind of help.

Mark: Super important!

You: Hmm... I'll think about it

Mark: Pleeaaaseee... Pretty please with the cherry on top and sprinkles

Aww how could i say no to that?

You: Fine Mark, TILL 6!

Mark: Yes ma'am! (Pretend I'm saluting)

I roll my eyes at how childish but kinda cute that was. As i said, not like other guys. It was just the cheerful energy around him that brought me closer to him. I felt better around him like i could easily cheer up, and thats what all his fans seem to feel. It's so sweet of him to consider them and make merch for them while missing work. That means i get to be manager for 3 hours... finally people will listen to me but if anything happens it's my fault which kinda sucks but oh well... he said pretty please.

A few hours pass and i manage to get the apartment ready for when Daisy arrived, i even got her a cake for her arrival... it says happy birthday but whatever, her birthday's in October anyways. She likes everything clean so i made sure the place looked spotless and got rid of the dishes piling up in the sink. Just as i was finishing up i heard a knock on the door. It was Daisy! She finally got here! I prepared everything and ran for the door. I put a smile on my face and opened the door. Just as i took in a breath to say "Welcome!" I realise it's just the mailman who looks at me in utter confusion. I turn red and my smile deflates. I notice a letter in his hand... could that be? The acceptance letter! I take it from his hand and say "Thank you and sorry!". My heart starts pounding so loud i could hear it in my head. I read it and yep Cincinnati Video Game Art department. I get so nervous! No time to waste i rip it open and start reading eager to see if i got accepted.

"Dear miss (Y/N and L/N)
We checked your portfolio and qualifications but the Cincinnati Video Artists regret to inform you that you didn't get the job due to lack of experience.
For more information please contact..."

I stopped reading... and just like that my heart sunk... i could feel my hopes and dreams go down the drain. At that moment i felt like everything i led my life to had just come to an end. Everything i'd aimed to do for countless years crumbled before me. My eyes started to tear up and i couldn't help but fall to the ground, back against the door and just burst out crying. I felt so vulnerable at that moment, i was so stupid to think that i could actually make it. Those memories of people saying i couldn't make it came flooding back... they were right. I left my whole family, i saved up for this... all for nothing. At least Daisy still had a shot. I continued crying, my tears felt like heavy rain rolling down my rosy red cheeks.

*Ring ring*

My phone started ringing but i didn't want to talk to anyone at that moment yet i still checked the caller I.D. and well what do you know, it was mark. Why was he even calling? I got curious so i decided to answer, still crying. I held back my tears as i answered.

"Yeah...?"

"Hey (Y/N) sorry if im bothering you but about next monday-"
He cuts himself off when he hears you sniffling and breathing weirdly. He can notice something's not right.

"(Y/N)... What's wrong"

You hesitate to open up to him even though he was all you had at that moment.

"I'm fine Mark, everything is okay" but you start to sound more obviously crying and suddenly you burst out crying, not able to hold it in as you think about what just happened.

"(Y/N) give me your adress"

"Why?" You ask, your voice sounding shaky.

"Just trust me."

"Okay... it's 11 westwood central street Oak apartments, sixth apartment".

"I'll see you in ten minutes... hang in there (Y/N)".

You say still very heartbroken,
"I'll try my best" then he hangs up.

That's it for this chapter folks, next chapter is gonna turn this emotional mess over.
Stay tuned!