Markiplier x Reader - Us ?

Part 1 - The Beginning?

Mark's P.O.V

Parties. I hate parties. 

"Do I really have to go Ma?" I asked

"Yes you do.. its your cousin's birthday after all and it's been a long time since you've saw them. They miss you. Especially Cheryl." she explained

" I know I know but I just..I don't want to... what if we don't talk?"

"Then talk!"

I honestly never really liked my cousins. Well, except for Cheryl. She was the only one who'd always talk to me during family dinners

"Mark , we're leaving in 20 minutes! Get to your room and change!" my mom yelled

"Yes mother.."

"And wear something nice!" she added

I picked up a red shirt with my signature pink moustache on it

"Nope. Not this one...It matches my hair" I said to myself and picked another one. It was blue and had a pink moustache on it too.

"Now thats more like it!" 

"Mark whats taking you so long!?" my mom yelled

" OKAY ! I'm almost done"

Your P.O.V

Its Cheryl's birthday today and she's throwing a huge party and ugh. I personally hated them, I'm not much of a party girl. I'd rather stay home and read a book or play video game but I had to go. She's my close friend. Besides, who's gonna eat all the food there and Cheryl's mom was a great cook.

There I was waiting outside my patio for Andy

" Ugh. Where is he?!" I whispered to myself. Then a Honda Civic arrived my front porch with a loud honk. I knew it was Andy because I can tell from the loud music blasting Nickelback tunes from the inside. The car's window shield rolled down revealing Andy's annoying face. "Are you gonna get in or what?" I rolled my eyes and jumped in the front seat.

Me and Andy have been friends for quite a long time. For ages actually. And I've always been following him wherever he went, to the point where I've secretly fell in love with him. But he doesn't know. Why? I guess he's blinded by his love for Alice Brown. A girl from my chemistry class. I haven't yet found the time to tell him. I guess it's because I didn't want to lose him. All these thoughts went through my head. It made me felt so dazed and confused that I didn't realise that he was talking to me.

"(f/n)?. Hey (f/n)! You okay?"

"I-I'm fine." I answered 

"You don't look fine. Are you sick?" he asked with a concern look. He reaches his hand to feel my forehead. " Well kid, you got a cold coming up. You sure you wanna go? I can send you back if you want to"

"No, its ok. I want to go and stop calling me a kid. We're only three years apart and I'm already 18. Thats not a kid anymore." I protested

"Well it is to me. Just chill ok? Why are you so grumpy any ways? Sheesh. Period?" he teased

I punched his shoulders " Don't even"

After a few minutes, we finally reached the house. It was one of those fancy-schmancy villas where the rich people live. We walked in together. There were like hundreds of teens outside the house and also in the house. I figured most of them were from our high school last year. As we entered the house, the living room was filled with people I see in school. The music was blasting out the speakers and dancing on the floor and some of Andy's friends were playing pool. I didn't exactly know them because I wasn't as popular as Cheryl and Andy were. I'm always the kid in the background. 

"Hey (f/n) I'm gonna go head there with my friends. Want to follow?" he offered

"Nah, it's ok. I'm just gonna go ahead and indulge myself in the food. "

Andy laughs and rolled his eyes "Lose some pounds will you? Jokes (f/n). Go eat, love ya". I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out. Sometimes I wonder if his I love you's really meant something. Does he love me as a best friend or more than that ?