"Mark, we've wasted a lot of time in here. You already have a lot of fans to go through now." He pulls me back in and kicks the door shut, and locks it once again.

"Mark, I'm serious. We need to go back."

"(Y/n), I'm being serious too." He forcefully pushes me against the door. "I can't stand leading you on anymore." His breath is hot against my neck. "I can't stand being rude, being away from you. I'm so sorry for everything I've put you through, and I'm sorry for everything that is possibly going to happen after this."

I raise an eyebrow. He pushes his lips against mine. With more force than last time. Like be needs to in order to survive. The butterflies in my stomach turn to steel ad everything finally processes in my mind. Marks intoxicating touch at my hips. Our lips crashing like waves. I don't want it to stop. At the same time, we need to get back. The gang is probably already wonder where we are at this point. I turn my head to speak. He just goes for my neck.

"M-Mark we need to go now." I already hate myself for saying that. I slowly push him away from me.

When we walk back, we decide to skip the holding hands, even though we really want to. Mark walks over to Jack and they both start greeting fans. I walk back over to Grace. She starts laughing as she checks peoples passes.

She leans in close to me. "You might want to get rid of all the blue on your face and neck. Before Claire sees it." My eyes go wide then I shoot a look to Mark. He starts laughing as I wipe away the blue, which also takes off my grey. I laugh back at him, because he has grey mixed on his face. He wipes it off and Jack helps him put blue on his face again. I reapply my grey.

"I hope there's no hard feelingd, (y/n)," Claire says. I want to throat punch her. Or even c*nt (i really hate that word but needed to use it to get the point of hatred across 😉) punch her. I don't even know why she's over but Grace and I instead of over by Mark.

I smile. A real smile. "No, not at all. Why would there be?"

"Since Mark and I are still together. Poor poor (y/n). Forgotten ye again by her 'bestfriend'. Toodles!" She walks away.

"Poor poor Claire. Doesn't know her 'boyfriend' actually hates her."

"So what happened? Between you and Mark? Obviously there was a hot make out sess. Give me the detes! Grace wanna know!"

I start to help check the passes and explain to Grace everything that happened. The kiss at lunch, what he said about Claire, the make out sess.

"Even Jack knows about Claire."

"Wow... she really us a nutcase. Y'know... I could call security on her."

"Hey...that might work...If Mark can't tell her to leave, then security could. She's not a part of out party, she doesn't have the right pass!"

"Run it by Mark first."

I turn and mouth to Bob and wade to distract Claire. They look at me puzzled and cock their heads to the side. I point to her, then do a talking motion with my hand. Bob nods and Wade looks confused still. Bob taps Wades chest with the back of is hand to get his attention and directs him to Claire. Then they walk over to her and start talking. I walk over to Mark and Jack and run the idea by them. Mark, of course seemed skeptical of the idea. Knowing that Claire would find some way to create a scene. Jack, however, is all for the idea. So he out rules Mark's uncertainty and goes off to a security guard explaining the situation.

They immediately take action.