(AN: AHAHAHAHAHAHA YOURE ALL GOING TO HATE ME - EMMZY MUAH MAUH)
Waking up in bed, I realise what today is.
Our last day.
Well, hopefully not, but you never know. You can never know. Opening my eyes a bit more, I notice Mark is gone, but am instantly proved wrong when he busts through the door, holding a tray of breakfast.
"Hey" I smile, and look at him. Instantly placing the breakfast down on the table next to the bed, Mark clambers onto the bed next to me and pulls me into a delectable kiss. It's sweet and lovely, and he holds me tight.
"Good morning, sunshine! Breakfast is served!"
"Mark." I give him a look.
"Yes, sweetheart?" He looks at me with innocent eyes.
"Are we just going to act like tomorrow isn't happening?"
"Felix, because we don't know what is happening tomorrow, I'm going to love you like I never have loved anyone before. Today is going to be the perfect day, no matter what happens tomorrow."
"Okay." I nod, kissing him again. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it, PrincessPie."

We walk down the beach, and he splashes water at me. Mark's wearing his lucky flannel and his black jeans, he looks cute. Sometimes he whispers in my ear, and tells me he loves me. We go to the Santa Monica Pier, and sit on one of the benches near the edge. Mark holds me tight, and I smile. For dinner, we go to our favourite restaurant, "La Vía", where we order the same meals as we always do, and cuddle in the booth in the back of the restaurant that we always sit in. Things feel normal. Mark and I walk back along the beach at night, and laying down on the sand, he spots a shooting star.
"Felix, quick! Make a wish!'
I wish we could be like this forever.
But we can't.
Because shooting stars don't change rules.

Sandra doesn't bother sneaking around, she'd look suspicious. So, going into her boss, Mike Vatten's office, she goes to his laptop, and clicks on the file titled "MATCHMAKER 2015"
She's changing the rules.
Shooting stars can't change rules,
But people can.

We walk back to the house, and after heading to bed, I curl into Mark's side.
"This is it. This is the end."
"Don't say that, Felix. Who knows, we might just defy loosing."
"They hate us together."
"Rules are rules, Felix. And I wish we could break them."
"I wish I could stay with you forever."
"I never want to let you go."
I pull him close to me, his lips mere millimetres from mine.
"Then don't."
Our lips crash together, like the end of all ends, because it almost is.

1am, again.
I wake up to the sound of whimpering, right beside me.
Mark's crying.
I've never seen him cry before.
"Mark, what's wrong?" I bolt up, wrapping my arms around him.
"I-I don't want to loose you. I don't want you to go." He manages to get out through his sobs.
"Oh Mark, don't cry. Please baby, don't cry." Mark stops his tears and looks at me.
"Mark, I love you, with all of my heart. And I never want to let you go. That's why you've got to believe we can make it. Because with all fiver of my being, I believe in you."
"Felix, I've never loved anyone more than I love you."
"I've never loved like this before."
"Felix, you've got my heart. Whatever happens, we are strong enough to make it through."
"You've got mine. We've got each other's, and that is enough."
"C'mon, we've got an early start tomorrow."
Mark lies back down, and I turn in to face him. He puts his arms around my waist and pulls me closer. Falling asleep with him isn't hard, I've learnt this.

Before I know it, we're in the cab. I grab onto Mark's hand tightly as I hug him. He puts his arm around me and there's silence, until we arrive at YouTube HQ. Before stepping out of the car, he speaks,
"Felix?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you, don't ever forget that." I look at him, and smile sadly.
"I love you too."
And then we're out of the car. Mark walks around and grabs my hand, holding it as we walk in together. The camera flashes are normal to me, however the still burn against my skin. YouTube is pretending that this is a conference, and that its for YouTubers only, the press doesn't know that they're lying. We walk inside, and head through a door that reads "Matches" when we get inside. Mark pushes it open for me, and I follow through. We are met with the one and only, Mike Vatten.
"You're late."
"Well, it's not our fault that we were put so far away." Mark says firmly.
"Please, sit." He motions down for us to sit. The other matches are staring at us, eyes burning into my soul. How much longer until this is over? We are briefed about what will happen, but to be completely honest, I don't listen. I'm too caught up in Mark. His brown eyes, raven hair, skin like silk and without his glasses on, he looks amazing. Before I know it, we're being taken to the stage. He looks back at me, and I give him a worried look, he squeezes my hand, and everything's okay. I can hear couple names being called, obviously the ones that didn't win, 4 of them are said. Most of them seem to be happy that they're out of the relationship, with a few exceptions. Our names are not called. We are still standing side-stage.
I don't hear Vatten talking about what the winners will win, or what will happen after that, I just think of him.
All the times Mark's said he loves me.
All the times he's been there.
All the times he's touched me.
All the times he's smiled at me.
It comes into my mind, right at that moment.
"And the winners are,
Marzia and Jack!"
No!
I feel like I've slipped off of a cliff, that I was holding on by my fingernails, and now I've finally slipped.
2 men in suits walk to us, one hisses,
"Take them away from each other, now."
No!
"Mark, no." I grab for him, my hands desperate to try and get to him. I've never wanted to be with him more than now. The desperation is sinking in. One of the men holds me back, and pulls me away. I suddenly don't care how loud I am.
"Mark! No please!" I yell, I struggle against the man, "Let me go!"
"Felix!"
And that's the last I see of him, before he slips away, into darkness.