Distant // Mark Lee

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I start pacing around the room with crossed arms, thinking deeply.

"Em, stop worrying so much. It's going to be fine!" Mark says with assurance.

Today is the day my parents finally meet Mark. We have been dating for almost a year and he has never even seen them in real life. It's an understatement to say I am worried.

"They've been so against me dating since I came out of the womb Mark, not to mention the fact we are SIXTEEN. I have every right to worry."

"Look, I'm sure your parents are great. I mean, they created such a beautiful girl that I am so lucky to have. I'm gonna like them no matter what."

Mark stands up and gently wraps his arms around my body, haulting me from my quick pace.

I turn around and remove his arms from my waist. He stares into my eyes with a concerned expression, eyebrows scrunched, and lips pouted.

"I don't care if you like my parents. I care if my parents like YOU. Hate my parents all you want I don't give a shit." I say with an annoyed tone.

"Sorry I just- yea"

He sits back down on his bed and lets out an impatient "oh my god" and *sigh* as I continue to pace back and forth. The thoughts keep wandering in my head.

"Maybe we should save this for another day. Wanna order pizza? You know, typical date night."

"No Emily, I wanna meet your parents. It's been a whole year. I think it's time!"

"Mark I'm scareddddd"

"Then just stop."

"Wow, why didn't I think of that?" I question sarcastically.

"You need to stop overthinking every little thing in life. I don't care what your parents think of me. That doesn't change the fact that I love you"

I stop my pacing and look into his glimmering eyes.

God I am so in love with this boy.

I slowly walk towards him. I pull his body into a stance to fix his collared shirt, his hair, and his overall appearance.

"I just want to make sure my parents approve of you. I want them to see how amazing you are. I want them to see how caring, loving, and talented you are. And, I want them to see how much I love you."

"Do you love me?"

"So much."

"Then what is there to worry about?"

We get closer to eachother, his eyes brighter than the sunset. He looks like an angel that fell from heaven.

He places his left hand under my chin and lifts it slightly to place his lips on mine. My eyes close as his right hand slithers around my waist and before we know it, it gets real steamy real fast.

I open my eyes for a split second to see the clock behind Mark. Shit, it's almost 5:30

I pull away from Mark's embrace and grab his arm in a rush.