(Mark's P.O.V.)

I'm gonna tell Booper today, I'm gonna do it. I open up my Kik and I stare at our conversations. Should I do it? Yes. Stop stalling, stop being a wimp. I start typing, though it's slow. Sure enough, Booper beats me to it.

BooperDooper: Hello!

Just simple and to the point. Hello. Would've been a good way to start my end of the conversation. You know, if I was the one who sent the first message.

Markiplier: Hey. What's up?

BooperDooper: Nothing really. Just finishing some homework. Listen, I actually wanted to talk to you about something.

BooperDooper: Something important.

Markiplier: Oh. Funny, I wanted to too.

BooperDooper: Let me go first.

Markiplier: Okay.

I sit there, waiting, staring at the screen. Booper doesn't type quickly like normal, he's hesitant. Doesn't type anything for a good twenty seconds. I hope nothing is wrong. I really hope he's okay. And I super duper hope he isn't gonna blow me off. Just as I start coming up with scenarios I receive a message.

BooperDooper: Mark... I...

He stops there. And there's another thirty second interval. Whatever this is, it's got him rattled. Is he sick? Like, badly sick? Did something happen in his family? Did I do something wrong? I start worrying again when I get another message.

BooperDooper: I like you!

I stare at it with wide eyes. W... What?

BooperDooper: I like you okay? Like, really, really like you. I have since I first messaged you. It's why I messaged you in the first place.

Wait... 1, he's gay? 2, he liked me since the beginning? 3, he likes me? Me? I'm the most hated person in school, why does he like me?

BooperDooper: Dang it, now I scared you away didn't I?
Markiplier: No! No. I was just... Shocked that's all...

I didn't realize I was sitting there for two minutes straight thinking up those small questions. Good questions, but small ones none the less.

Markiplier: That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about...

Markiplier: I like you too...

BooperDooper: Wh... Really?

Markiplier: Yeah. You're the only real friend I've ever had, you care about me. And you're just overall awesome.

Markiplier: I couldn't ever imagine you would like me.

BooperDooper: Why? You're generous, smart, funny, brave. And you care about me. Actually care, not like my other "friends", or my family.

Markiplier: Oh my god, this is to good to be real.

BooperDooper: I know, right? But it is.

Markiplier: I hope so at least.

He likes me back. I can't believe it. For once in the last two years something has gone right. Something has gone the way I wished for it too. I wonder...

Markiplier: Hey... Would you... Like to meet up?

BooperDooper: Um... I don't know...

Markiplier: Just at lunch tomorrow, at the back of the school.

BooperDooper: I really don't know Mark. I like you and all, but I don't know if you'll like me once you know who I am.

Markiplier: Why wouldn't I? I love you, and I just want to know who you are. I want to be able to say your real name.

BooperDooper: I don't want to mess anything up.

Markiplier: Booper... Please...

His next message is hesitant. He's probably thinking. But I am curious as to who he is really, even more so now since he said what he did.

BooperDooper: Fine. Fine, tomorrow, lunch, back of the school.

I chuckle, closing my eyes for a second. Yes, yes thank god. I finally get to know who he is, who I love.

Markiplier: Thank you.

BooperDooper: Yeah. Yeah.

Markiplier: I can't wait.

BooperDooper: I kind of can, kind of can't.

Markiplier: *chuckles*

BooperDooper: =)

Markiplier: :-) <3

BooperDooper: <3 till tomorrow

Markiplier: Yeah

And with that no more messages roll in. I toss my phone to the side, flopping down onto my bed. I can't believe it. I just can't believe it...