I woke up the next morning to the smell of eggs, I rolled over and looked around noticing Marks absence. I just laid there for a second, letting everything that happened last night re-play in my mind as I noticed I felt fine, I didn't feel any differently than before but I did feel excited that I'd gained the courage to tell Mark about my feelings, though it had been put out in the open rather awkwardly.
I got up and began making my way down stairs I heard Mark humming "boo! Get off the stage!" I yelled, he jumped obviously startled "holy balls Rachel! You can't do that! And get back upstairs! Go now!" I was about to ask why when he began running towards the stairs so I jumped up and ran back in the bedroom and hiding under the blankets to make sure he didn't follow me in. I waited in there for a good twenty minutes before the door opened up "surprise!" He screamed coming in with a plate of eggs and bacon with chocolate milk..."oh. My. God. You're amazing!" I sat up taking the food "I know" he said while jumping down beside me "I wanted to do something special, and I can't do much soo...ergo breakfast!" I laughed "well, you did it!" I ate the rest of the breakfast while Mark went and recorded a new video. We had agreed we wouldn't make our relationship public yet but there was a catch...I had to move to L.A. I loved Ohio, I didn't want to move but I'd worry about that later.
After Mark had gotten done we decided to just go out shopping. I got dressed in some short shorts and and a crop top with flip flops and my hair in a ponytail. As I walked into the living room I was greeted to an already dressed Mark who was eyeing his phone "I'm ready!" Just to make sure my presence was known... "Okay, let's g-" he didn't finish his sentence, he just looked at me up and down "Mark? You okay?" I asked, he just nodded and opened the door holding it for me "why thank you kind gentleman!" I squealed while walking out.
There was a lot to see..he took me to Gucci, and Louis Vuitton oh yeah and Prada but none of those places really appealed to me, though I was tempted to buy a purse when he offered to buy me whatever I wanted but I had my own money and I'd feel bad using his.
I shopped a little at forever 21 buying some on-sale tops but when it was getting late Mark took me out to eat, at Cracker Barrel..my favorite. We sat in the booth in the far back to avoid any possible fans, it's nothing personal but we really just wanted alone time. "Soooo" I said breaking the silence "sooooooo" he finished, we both laughed the so's were like our 'always' and 'okays' I guess. After ordering food we began chatting about random things, literally at one point a question had popped up "llamas or narwhals?" And I loved it. "So rachel, I think we need to discuss your living arrangements" crap, I got a smart idea "yeah, you'd be living with me in Cincinnati again" I sipped my dr.pepper and looked as serious as possible, I watched as he got a little nervous "umm, not that I don't want to but I just moved here...I don't want to throw all that away" I began laughing I couldn't control it "I'm just kidding Mark! I know I'd have to move here" I didn't want to though as nice as Los Angeles is it just wasn't for me. "You're willing to move all the way here? Really?" I nodded "yeah, why not.." I bottled up my feelings that said 'no! Don't do it, you love Ohio!' We talked about arrangements like my flight back up to L.A. Since I'd be leaving tomorrow. Then our food arrived, I had ordered turkey with gravy and mashed potatoes while he got a steak and we split the fries. It had been a great night but I had a flight tomorrow going back home, so Mark began driving back to his place but we were stuck in traffic due to a car accident a ways down the road.
"So, I figure you can go back tommorow, start packing and you could get done in a week ergo next week you can come here!" I was glad he was excited but I couldn't say I was as thrilled as him and he must've noticed "I hate it here, Rachel" I looked over at him, he placed his hand on my leg "you'll probably hate it to" where's he going with this? "At least since we'll be together it won't be as bad" he said in his usual deep voice that made my heart swoon, I smiled and looked back out the window taking in the scenery that I'd come to get used to.
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FanfictionI'm Rachel, your typical 21 year old. My best friends name is Mark Fischbach or more commonly known as markiplier. My life was going great until something changes and people change, what will I do? Find out in I miss you... DISCLAIMER: I do not own...