"Hey guys." My voice sounds weary, like I haven't slept in days, which i haven't , if you think about it.

"So, as you guys know, I tweeted that I was taking a couple of days off because some things had been going on. You all blew up the internet with stuff like "omg, are you okay? Mark, what's up?" Stuff like that."

I take a deep breath and sigh. I blink a couple times and continued

"First off, I'm fine. Um... So, let me explain what's going on. So I have a friend named Nessa Lucas, I've known her since I was three, we were best friends growing up, I mean I even took her to prom our junior year."

I run my fingers through my hair and fight back tears.

"I know I've mentioned her a couple of times, but... I got a phone call on Saturday from her brother, and..."

Tears start to fall from my eyes as the memory comes back.

"She is in the hospital because she...she tried to commit suicide. Um...I'm leaving tomorrow to go see her in the hospital."

I bow my head, tears falling freely now. "I'm so sorry guys, but this is my best friend. She cared about me when not a lot of other people did, outside my family."

"I love her and I need to go see her, please understand." I turn the camera off and put it away to pack my bags for the trip to Chicago, where she lives.

"Hey, Mark, are you okay?" Ryan asks. I sigh, wiping away the tears that are left on my face.

"Yeah, it's just, I need to go to Chicago as soon as possible. I need to see her before...somethings happens."

Nessa's POV

My eyes open to a white room. My first thought is, "I'm alive." Then I look around some more and realize I'm in the hospital.

I look over and my brother is sitting there, head bowed. I grab his hand and squeeze it as tight as I can.

His head pops up and he smiles. "Oh, Nessa, I'm so glad that you're awake!" He says, hugging me gently.

I close my eyes and relax into my bed. "What happened?" I ask. He just looks at me. "You tried to kill yourself. You downed an entire bottle of painkillers and a couple of shots of whiskey."

I sigh heavily and take a deep breath. "Who found me?" I ask. His eyes fill with tears. "I did." He says, laying his head on my stomach. I start to cry and we sit there for a while, just crying. Eventually, we are interrupted by a nurse.

"Miss Lucas, there is someone who is here to see you." He says. I look up. "Who could it be?" I ask. My brother gets up. "I'll go see." He leaves the room and I sink back into my bed.

The door opens once more and I keep my eyes closed. "Nessa? There is someone who would like to talk to you." My brother says. I hear the door shut and I know he has left the room. "Ness?" I hear and my eyes shoot open.

"Mark?" I ask, tears streaming down my face. He nods and breaks down, sitting in the chair, grasping my hands.

"Oh Nessa. I came as soon as I heard what had happened to you." He says. "What about your channel?" I ask. He shakes his head. "I made a vlog about it so everyone will understand why I'm out for a couple of days."

I wipe away my tears and look at the man who I considered my closest friend. 

Everyone's POV

Nessa grasps his hands. "Mark, i'm so sorry that I made you feel like this." She whispers. He shakes his head softly. "Nessa, I'm so sorry that you felt like this. I never wanted you to get hurt. I wish I could've been there for you." 

Nessa gently pats his shoulder so he looks at her. "Mark, you couldn't have done anything." He stood up and started pacing around the room.

"Thats the thing, there was something I could've done! I could've kept in better contact, I could've visited, I could've told you that I..." He stops, looking at her.

"Could've told me...what?" She asks, sitting up. He runs his fingers through his hair. "I could've told you that I love you. That i've had a crush on you since I knew what a crush was, that all I ever wanted was for you to be mine." He says heavily, collapsing back in the chair.

Her eyes filled with tears once more, but these were happy tears. "Mark, I love you. I've always loved you. I wanted to tell you so many times, but..." She stopped and sighed. He takes her hands and pulls her in close, treating her with the utmost respect and care.

"Will you...will you be my girlfriend?" He asks, choking back all the emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. "Yes." She said, tears falling as she wraps her arms around him and leans in.

"I love you, Nessa." He whispers.

"I love you too, Mark."