Stay With Me (Markiplier x Reader)

Chapter 3

Mark's POV

"You're Markiplier," her breathing got slightly heavy. I never get annoyed when fangirls do this. I actually kinda like it sometimes. This time I like it a little more. I must admit, this girl is pretty cute. What the fuck am I thinking? I don't even know her name.

I smile at her, "the one and only. But you can call me Mark." Her beautiful, round blue eyes lock with mine. "S-sorry, I'm trying not to f-fangirl," she breaks the eye contact. I give her a smirk, "it's okay, you can let your inner fangirl out when we get to California." She smiles back at me, "there we go," I say to her.

"I never got your name," I say to her. "(F/n)," she says gentler than before. Her voice is sweet like candy when she's calm. Her eyes are fixed elsewhere, I can tell she's trying to not look at me. If not looking at me means we can have a normal conversation then that's probably what's best.

"I like that. (F/n)," I repeat, "so why are you going to LA?" She thought for a second, "just a change, I guess. A new start." She seems really unsure of herself. "So where are you gonna be staying?" I ask. She locks eyes with me again, "what's with all the questions?" "I'm just curious. I'm trying to get to know you."

She breaks eye contact again, "well, I don't really know yet. I planned out everything about the move except where I'll actually be living." Her voice shows her nervousness. I genuinely feel really bad for her. I'd hate to be going somewhere and have no idea where I'll be staying. What I do next is completely an impulse.

"I can't have a fan being homeless in LA, why don't you come stay with me until you can find a place," her eyes shoot back up at me. Her face filled with shock, "Markip-, I mean Mark, you really don't have to. I can figure it out I'll-." I cut her off, "I insist. I don't want to have that on my conscience if you get hurt or lost or anything happens."

I smile at her. She returns it. "Since you'll be staying with me for a little while, tell me all about yourself." the plane ride was long, but talking to (f/n) the time went by fast. We talked the entire time, her telling me things about herself mostly, considering she already knew a lot about me.