Mark Wahlberg Imagines

Highschool Love Square

Story Set In Where you and Mark are in Highschool and your best friend name is lacy and wether or not you want her or mark 

(Not Interacting With Mark Directly)

Also wanted to try a new direction for this short one
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Closing your locker door, you're greeted by Lacy's Very angry scowl. Stepping back, you create some distance between the two of you. You hadn't even heard her approach which catches you off guard. Before being able to utter a single word out of your mouth , Lach then erupts with an outrageous question.

"What do you think you were doing with Mark in the training room?" Her accent becomes thicker as her irritation heightens.

You can't help but roll your eyes at her accusation. This isn't the first time Lacy has accused someone of trying to steal Mark from her. Paranoia has taken over her since they started dating.  She's been taking more risks; not caring if others find out about the relationship. Lacy Very openly talks about it and doesn't seem concerned about any consequences of it becoming public knowledge. Taking a quick glance around the hallway, you can see the last of the students leaving as classes have ended for the day.

"I was helping him practice," You shrug not really thinking anything of the interaction between you and Mark , You know he's shitty at fighting still. That boy will never be able to properly defend himself if he doesn't practice."

Lacy's eyebrows arch upward in suspicion. She's clearly not believing the answer you had just given her.

"I know what you're doing and It's definitely not going to work. Mark would never leave me. He's the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me."

Your eye twitches. It's an involuntary habit you've become accustomed to since Mark and Lacy started dating. You hate it when she drones on and on about him. While you love Mark as a friend, you can't stop yourself from feeling contempt for how she gushes over him all of the time . A piece of your heart crumbles away each time she references their relationship Together . A new dagger plunges into it every time you are faced with the fact that she loves Mark It's only a matter of time before there is nothing left of your heart.

"You want him but you can't have him. He's mine."

"Lacy I really don't. Stop being delusional."

"Delusional!" Her voice is barely below yelling this point. "Everyone can see how you look at him You stare at him all the time. It's pathetic"

"Fucking hell Lacy! Your voice rises to match hers in tone and volume. You can understand why she thinks you're always staring at him but that just isn't the case. If you both don't settle down soon, you'll be caught by the monitors or other students. This back-and-forth is getting nothing accomplished. Giving up on trying to change her mind, you raise your hands in mock surrender and turn to walk away.

"Don't walk away from me. Just admit it! Admit you want him!"

You're not sure why you snapped but after hearing her words, you swiftly turn around screaming at her that he isn't the one you want.

"What?"  Lacy questions seemingly switching from combative to stunned in a matter of a few seconds.

Using Lacy's shock to your benefit, you grab the back of her neck and smash your lips against her. It takes her a moment before she returns the kiss with what you hope is acceptance and mutual love. You've been dreaming of this moment for a long time. Pulling away slightly, your lips barely brush against hers as you catch your breath. You search For Lacy's eyes for any signs of disgust but can find no traces of it. Maybe she's still too shocked to fully understand the exchange between the two of you.

Regaining steady breathing, you begin to come to your senses.

Holy shit! I just kissed her. I just kissed Lacy! Fuck! Your mind works overtime trying to convince you that what happened was real you aren't daydreaming.

Once reality sets in, you start mentally backpedaling. You feel as though you just possibly ruined your friendship over a guy ( Mark) This is not going to make anything easier.

"Wh..What was that ? Lacy whispers out. To you

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," You repeat again and again as you shove her away from you. You feel the need to get away as quickly as possible. The impending rejection is not what you want to hear right now. Turning on your heels, you swiftly walk away from her towards the steps. Lacy can do nothing but stare at your retreating figure. Her fingers touch her lips as she replays the kiss in her mind.

This is one fucked up love triangle which is more of a square if you added Casey into the mix. It's too complex. And ultimately, you can't foresee any good outcome. It's a situation where all involved are bound to get hurt.