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You take a deep breath. There he was, standing right there. You couldn’t take it anymore, the longing feeling to talk to him, but you were just too scared. You take a brave step forward.
That’s when he sees you.
He smiles, his Mark-y smile that you couldn’t help but smile back to in videos. But this was real. As he motions for you to come, you panic and bolt, not stopping until you round a corner. You sit down, trying to calm yourself, but you can’t. You start to cry, angry at yourself for running away.
Your fear had overwhelmed you, and you were unable to achieve your dreams. You felt completely crushed. You listened to the voices of people walking around you, talking about having achieved their dreams. You take a deep breath, wiping the tears from your eyes.
You get up, ready to leave the convention and all your dreams behind. Although, as soon as you round the corner- You run face first into Markiplier, falling over onto your back. You start to panic, your fight or flight activating.
You end up screaming at the top of your lungs. “I’M SO SORRY-!” Tears start to once again fill your eyes. This was easily the worst moment in your entire life, and you were never going to forget this day. You knew that Mark wouldn’t forget this day either.
That’s when Mark lightly grabs you by the hand and helps you up. “No, I’m sorry. I should have been paying attention to where I was going.” You knew that Mark was lying, and you were most definitely the one that ran into him, but you didn’t want to say anything.
“Hey, hold on.. I recognize you, you were the one from earlier. Are you alright? I got worried, and actually came out to find you.” You freeze, your breath stuck in your lungs. “Y-you were w-worried about m-me?” you wipe the new forming tears from your eyes, hoping you didn’t look childish. “You have 30 million fans.. Why would you worry about me?”
“Because you were the only one of them there that was having a panic attack, and I’m a nice person. Of course I would worry. Fan, or random person.” Mark smiles his Mark-y smile once again, and of course you smile back. “So, how about you hang out with me?”
You must have looked overjoyed, because Mark takes you by the hand. “I’ll take that as a yes. C’mon, let’s go find a place where we can have some Ice cream.. But first…” He pulls out his phone. Side Hugging you, he takes a picture. “Here, we don’t need to take another one, I’ll give you my number and I can send it to you.” You gasp, probably too loud. “Your- Your number?! Will I have to delete it afterwards?”
“No, no of course not! You can text me whenever you'd like. Just- don’t spam me if I don’t reply.” You laugh. “I promise I won’t.” He takes you by the hand again. “Alright, let’s get some food.”
He leads you to a food area, searching around for a good place. You can’t help but smile stupidly, staring at him admirably. “So.. wanna do a video?” you suggest, worried he’ll say no. Instead, he looks at you. “That. Is. A great idea! I’ll get out the camera, wait there a sec.” You laugh, bringing out your sketchbook to draw him.
This was easily the greatest day of your whole entire life, and you would remember this day forever. And you knew he would too.