|Run Away With Me| (A Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Chapter 34

(First 400 or so words are written at 3;30 am. Just saying.)

Also, just a bit of sass is included lmao

Your POV

We arrived at a restaurant, a little café that was close by, and rushed inside, finding Mark immediately because of the swarm of people around the table. As soon as Jack and I walked in, some people of the crowd screeched and rushed over to us, bombarding us with questions and sudden flashes of light. I heard Jack groan a little, then saw him plaster a forced smile on his face as he grabbed my hand. I started feeling him tugging on my hand, soon figuring out that he wasn't tugging, it was a fan trying to pull him away, then trying to push them off.

I started pulling their hands off of Jack, thinking about slapping the bitch trying to take him. Soon enough, my anger boiled over, causing me to yell. "GET YOUR GOD DAMN GREEDY HANDS OFF OF HIM, YOU STUPID ASS MOTHER FUCKER!" (The bad thing is, that sounds like something I would yell... Whoops. *doesn't feel remorse at all, continues life without even thinking about it*) I yelled, getting the attention of everyone in the room. The person let go of Jack, making me death glare at them as I huffed, leading Jack to Marks table.

We sat down, everyone's eyes still on me. "What the fuck to you guys want?" I said, calmly but anger still laced within my words. Everyone progressively moved their eyes from me, but the person who was tugging on Jack earlier still had their eyes on me. I gave a blank expression, on eyebrow raised, but my eyes said it all; My eyes burned into the persons eyes like fire burns wood.

They must've finally got the hint and looked away, flipping their hair. I huffed again and looked back at the group, finding Mark, Ethan, and Jack about to burst with laughter as the unknown girl and Mika stared at me, confused and startled.

"Guys, calm down and introduce her to me." I gestured toward the new girl, already taking in her features.

Mark cleared his throat and put his arm around her, making her blush. "(Y/n), this is Romana. (Pronounced Rome - Ana) Rome, (Marks nickname for her.) this is my sister, (Y/n). She can have a temper sometimes, as you just witnessed, but other times, she's either cool or annoying."

I rolled my eyes as I sat back, discovering Jack's arms behind me.

(I stopped writing here at 3 am because I fell asleep, causing my phone to hit my face and wake me back up. I then set my phone on my nightstand and went to sleep. So, if my writing seems different, I'm sorry. I think I'm more careless about writing when I'm tired. Also, sorry for this big ass A/n. Lmao👌)

His hand wrapped around my side, causing me to jump a bit because of the slight tickling sensation. I heard him chuckle, then the waitress came over.

"Hi! My name is Amy, your waitress for he day! What would you all like to drink?" She's asked with enthusiasm, we all ordered, and I got (F/d). She handed us our menus, taking a longer glance at Mark than any of us, then walked over to another table.

I saw Mark watch her walk away, then shake his head and look over to Romana. He put on a smile, but I could tell it was fake. She apparently didn't notice the fake aspect of his smile because she said something, then kissed his cheek. Mark chuckled, then looked down at his menu. He must've seen me out of his peripherals because he looked up at me. I grabbed my phone and started typing, then he caught on and glanced at his, waiting for my text.

(You, Mark)

You seem unhappy. Why?

I don't know.

Mark, you can't lie to me. I've known you for my whole life, your my brother. I can tell if you don't like something. Tell me what's going on.

Mark and I have always told each other what we thought, good or not. We practically didn't keep secrets from each other. We always vented to each other if we needed, mostly because the other was always around and ready to listen. I could always tell if something was wrong, even if he covered it up from our parents. When something was wrong, his aroma would be different, not happy and childish like it normally is. I can tell you one thing, though: He's really good at acting. He always fooled our parents or anyone else that thought something was wrong, but never me.

I heard him sigh, then his thumbs tapping rapidly on his screen, causing me to look up at him, seeing that his face had dropped in the slightest way. To anyone else, he would look normal. But if you watched him closely, you could see his eyebrows bunch together slightly, or the smallest flash of a frown every now and then. I sighed as my phone chimed, so I unlocked it and looked at the message.

Rome is a great person, don't get me wrong. But she doesn't make me completely happy. I've known her for about a week and a half, and we have went on three dates before this, I've gotten to know her more, and I'm just not happy. She's beautiful and all, but I don't think she's right for me. What do I do?

I think you need to figure out how to let her down easily. I don't know how to do that because I don't know her that much, but you seem to know more, so figure out a nice way of telling her you don't like her.  I know that seems hard, but I believe in you.

Okay, thanks.

Also, I saw you looking at that waitress. Want a pen and napkin so you can write your number down for her?

Fuck off, sis.

I laughed softly as I set my phone down, finally picking up my menu. I felt Jack's grip tighten a bit so I looked at him. He had his eyebrows knitted together slightly, glancing between me and my phone.

I patted his chest softly, "I'll let you know when we leave." I kissed his cheek and he nodded, going back to his menu.

The waitress came back over with a notepad in hand. Mark suddenly sat up straight and took his arm out from behind Romana and interlocked his hands together, placing them on the table, also making his arms bulge out, making his muscles look bigger. I rolled my eyes and snickered as the waitress looked right at Mark and a light tint of blush appeared on her face.

"H-Have you all decided w-what you would like to e-eat?" She asked, tapping her pen on the notepad nervously.

"Uh, yes, I would like..." Ethan started ordering for himself and Mika, then Jack ordered for me and himself, leaving Mark and Romana.

Romana sighed and ordered, leaving Mark to order for himself. He was staring at her eyes and face, seeming lost in his own world. (Remember, the waitress is Amy. *teehee*)

"What w-would you like, ha-sir?"

'Was she about to call Mark handsome? I ship it.'

Mark shook his head, getting out of his trance, and looked back down at his menu, pointing to something on it. The waitress looked at what he pointed at and blushed, then Mark moved his hand down slightly. She wrote down his order then glanced back at the menu, then wrote something else. She gathered up our menus, putting Marks on top.

Once she walked away, Mark was blushing, only lightly though. I smirked as I grabbed my phone.

What did you do to make her blush?

Alright! Chapter 34 coming at you with 1300+ words!

This chapter was originally 1700+ words, but I decided to split it up into another chapter so that I could already have half a chapter wrote.

*IT'S MAGIC BRO*

Also, you have a temper? Who would've thought of that? *slyly points at self*

But anyway, punch that vote button in the face LIKE A BOSS! I'll see you doods in the next chapter!