💕Not Alone💕(Marshmello x reader)

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Your POV;

I bring him some coffee and sit down across from him.

"So..,' I begin. "How did you end up here again?"

"I'm supposed to be on tour in Canada and my flight was supposed to be a few days in counting, we were supposed to land in Ohio last night to take a break but then while I was sleeping, we had already landed. I was so confused when I realized it was like 4:20 in the morning when we were supposed to land at 6. So, I looked for the pilot, he wasn't in the jet so, I looked outside. He wasn't out there either, but the hatch in the jet was left open so I knew that he left. I waited for a bit, seeing if he'd come back and he didn't, so I followed the road here to you,' He leaned forward on the table. "I need to be there before August 9th. I don't even know if the jet is still there."

"Let's go see,' I said sipping at my coffee. "It's not that far is it?"

"It's like two blocks away, " He gets up and reaches for my hand. I glance at it a lightly take it. He pulls me up from the table and leads me to the door. As we slip on our shoes I can't help but wonder. Is he the real Marshmello? Why is this happening to me? Why is he being so kind to me? Most celebreties have been reported to be so snotty outside the spot light. He opens the door letting the morning 8 o'clock sunrise in. It lights up my whole entry way, the sun bounces off of Mello's helmet, making him impossible to look at. He leads me outside letting the morning dewy grass brush across my kitty slippers. I must look ridiculous being outside in a normal top with my bottom half being the rest of my jammies. He leads me down my driveway to the road and looks for cars. I look up at him, he, still holding my hand for some odd reason.

"Mello,' I begin shyly. "There's no cars this early in the morning, you're in a small town."

"What town is this?" He asked looking down to me.

"T/n." **Make up your own little town name in Minnesota**

"Wow,' Mello exclaimed. "I've never even heard of it."

"It's more of a tourist town,' I explain as we walk. "The people love it here in the summer, it's so beautiful. The green grass, the many clear lakes and beaches...Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep going on like that.''

"Hey it's fine,' Mello chuckled "Maybe I should come back here sometime and take a little vacation."

"Hey Mello," I blushed and started to fiddle with my jammie pants. " Are you actually the real Marshmello? Be honest with me, I love Marshmello and I've always wanted to go to one of his concerts."

"I am the real Mello and I'll prove it to you as soon as we get to my jet,' He said in a serious tone, " I can see where you're coming from, anyone can put on a Mello helmet and white clothes and look exactly like me, I promise you miss...uhh.. what's your name?"

"Y/n,' I remarked to him. "My name is Y/n."

"I promise you miss Y/n, I'll show you that I am the one and only Mello,' He looks to me for a second. "Y/n, that name really goes with your face, that's a really pretty name." I blush stupidly and all the sudden he gasps. "MY JET!" He ran to a small clearing in the woods, definently big enough to fit a jet through. There were marks on the ground, something was definently here, I knew that for sure. "It was here last night Y/n I swear it was here last night! He probably took the jet back out of here- He tromps towards me and the passes me going out to a road. "And then he must've used the road as a runway and took off! That ass!" He stormed back to me. "He took all of my clothes with him and all my gear." I put a hand on his shoulder.

"I believe you Mello, I'm so sorry.." I said trying to make him feel better. "Maybe there's something I can do."

"Unless,' Mello lifted his head. "You could take me to Canada in time for my big concert to start!"

"Me? Drive all the way up there?' I shook just thinking of how expensive that would be. "I could never have the gas money for that Mello."

"I'll gladly pay for it Y/n you're my only hope. Please, Y/n, please take me, I need to be there, and I doubt there's any airports around here."

"They're actually is a bit north of here."

"But I don't wanna be mobbed by fans, please Y/n, please do it for me. You're my only hope."

"Mello I..' I look back to the road. "Take me home so I can think."