He Just Doesn't Love Me (Markiplier x Reader) | UNDER EDITING
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Last published Mon, Jul 10, 2017
Is it possible to fall in love with your best friend? Twice?
Okay, let me introduce myself. Hi, I'm (Y/n) (Ym/n) (Yl/n). My best friend's name is Mark Edward Fischbach. We've both been best friends since we were 5. We used to be next door neighbor's when I had moved to Cincinnati, Ohio with my family. My other best friends names are Liz, Bob, Wade, Mandy, and Molly, they've also been my best friends since 5 and 11. My crush on Mark began when I was a kid.
When it was our senior year highschool, he got a girlfriend and she hated me. She did everything she could to stop me from being friends with Mark. Sadly, she succeeded in our senior year of college. Mark and I got in a huge fight and stopped talking to each other completely. After graduation, I moved to L.A. with Liz and we both lived our lives trying to become huge YouTube stars.
Fast forward 5 years later. I made new friends, Liz and I became huge YouTubers, and life was great. Until, Vidcon 2017 happened. Mark and I ran into each other after all these years. He apologized and realized Catherine lied and they broke up. We both slowly became friends again. My crush on him started again and my life turned upside down.
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