Mark came to my house and we were as happy as kids who just got candy. We were smiling and hugging. "Mark." I said

"Yeah?" he asked.

"How. How did you come back alive?"

"I dont know Y/N." he said curious.

"I (gulp) kissed you and...you were just alive."

"I only remember a bright light, then I walked forward and awoke." he said.

I got a troubled look on my face but he came close to me and said," That doesn't matter now anyways. You're with me and Thats all that matters to me." he said with a cute side smile.

"I guess you're right." I shrugged.

"C'mon lets go to bed."he said.

"Ok." I said.

I got dressed in my gown and he kinda just wore his shorts. And no shirt. Abs, biceps, and all. I sighed to myself. He was tan and muscular. No wonder he had a lot of crazy fangirls. I only had one bed and we had to sleep together. Im sleeping with about 5 million murdering fangirls' dream guy. Wow. He got in bed with me and I had to sleep next to him. I had a small bed, so my arm was against his warm, bulky arm. I drifted to sleep as well as he did. The next morning I woke up before he did. He was sound asleep. I could guess why because of last night. I made a huge breakfast for him including eggs,bacon,pancakes,toast,oatmeal,and orange juice. I put it on a tray and brought it to the room. He was awake with a lazy smile on his face. "Oh Y/N. You didn't have to. I couldve done it myself."

"Shhhh. You need rest. Eat and be free to watch some TV. Im gonna go to the store."

He had a guilty look on his face but I insisted. "Thanks, I really need this." he said.

"No problem. Ok. Bye bye!"

"Bye."he responded.