💕Not Alone💕(Marshmello x reader)

6❌•❌

Y/n's POV; Thursday August 1st

I wake up and look at my living room clock. It's about 7:30 in the morning. I grin and glance at my bedroom, Chris had opened the door. I could see him clearly, he was snoring like a champ, without his helmet. I walked in quietly and kneeled down to where his head was. He was beautiful, he had messy brown hair, soft looking lips, and a very strong looking jawline. Something I needed to complete this beautiful picture would be his eyes. I know they're blue but I really want to see them in person. He yawned and rolled over making me blush madly. He was shirtless. What was the point of him even buying jammies. I tried not to fantisize about his perfectly perfect body as his chest is just peaking out of my blankets. I got an evil idea as I turn around and see his helmet on my dresser.

Marshmello's Pov;

Canada is so beautiful. The crowd is so vast, it's just a wide horizon of heads, bouncing and cheering my name as the music booms in my ears. I can see Y/n in the front of the crowd, clapping and cheering with them. She was wearing a tight f/c dress, she has a beautiful figure, her e/c eyes seemed to glow making me heat up under my helmet. I put on anautomatic playlist and walk towards the crowd. They scream even louder, people reach for me and Y/n gives me a confused look. I reach for her hand as other people try to take mine, I grab her hand quickly, pulling her up on stage with me. The crowd roars as I hold her in my grasp, she locks eyes with me for maybe what seemed like hours but according to time it was probably like 20 seconds. All the sudden the ground begins to shake. I thrash myself awake to find Y/n sitting on me with my helmet on.

"Wakey wakey BIIITTCHHHH!!' She exclaimed jumping on my belly. "Come on Chrissy we gotta get on the road!!"

"OooAUUff!' I groaned. "Y/n..n- Ouaaf! Get off of me!! Ah! Give me my helmet back!!" I scream and reach for it. She jumps off of me and runs away.

"Catch me Mello!!" She screams. I throw the blankets off my body and chase after her shortly realizing I was only wearing white shorts. I look in the kitchen, behind the counters, I look in the bathroom, and the entry way.

"Y/n?' I call in confusion. "Y/n, where are you?"

"BAAAHH!" She leaps on me.

"AH! Y/n! YOU BUTT!"

"Come on Chrissy let's go! I wanna get out of here!!" She exclaims.

"Okay, okay,' I sigh as she slides off of me. "Let me put on some clothes, and I'll take that." I snatch my helmet from her and walk back into her bedroom. I close the door and lock it. What even was that dream I was having before she woke me up? I start to heat up. Some part of me wanted to keep dreaming but another part thinks it was for the best that I woke up. I slip on my white leather jacket and zip it up and keep the shorts on. I shover on my helmet ans walk out.

"Start the car Y/n let's get out of here!"