Your POV

Mark decided to make where we were going a surprise so he didn't tell me, we drove along and when we stopped I couldn't believe my eyes... it was (fave restaurant)!
"How did you know that this was my favorite place to eat!?" I asked excitedly, holding Mark's arm and jumping up and down.
"Well, I remembered your favorite restaurant from when we were in college and hoped for the best." He shrugged, scratching his neck awkwardly.
"Thank you so much Markidarling." I didn't hesitate to say those words, nor did I hesitate when I went to kiss his cheek. I saw a couple tiny dots of pink on his cheeks, I giggled lightly and we walked into (fave restaurant). We were seated in a corner where we wouldn't be heard and had our menus brought to us.
"I think I'll have the (fave dish at fave restaurant)." I said happily.
"I'll get the (other thing they serve at that restaurant)." Mark stated, looking the Waiter in the eyes. She looked him straight in the eyes, leaned forward slightly and batted her eyes.
"Anything for you sir." She cooed. Suddenly her head whipped around and she gave me the death stare and walked away. I saw something gleam in her pocket but it was probably nothing.
"Well... that was interesting." Mark finally said after a couple minutes.
"Definitely." I nodded my head, trying to shake this weird turning feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"So, I'm guessing that you watch my channel right?" I nodded and laughed slightly in my head. I had watched his first video and right then, I was hooked.
"Yes, my favorite thing about your channel is how you reach out to people and help them." I looked into his brown eyes, I longed to be able to look into them every waking second of the day but, alsas, I can't. Gotta blink sometimes don't you?
We talked for hours over dinner, it was great but I had to go to bed soon, I was getting pretty tired.
"Hey Mark I should be go-" I was interrupted by the sound of a gunshot. I ducked under the table, hoping that I was wrong as to who it was. I wasn't. I felt a hand grasp the back of my neck and pull me out into the open.
"I would like to inform you that this girl is the reason we are attacking this place. None of you will be harmed. However, if you try to help her, we will be forced to end you. Understood? Good." I knew who that was just by her voice, it was our Waiter. With her last word she hit me over the head with a gun. I felt a soft warm encasing wrap around me, then I blacked out.

Mark's POV

I watched as (y/n) was knocked out and shoved in a bag. I would have done something but I was frozen to the spot, not in fear but in shear shock of what had just happened. I didn't know what to do, the woman who had waited on us just left without saying another word. 'What am I going to do.' I thought to myself as (y/n) was dragged away. I had to do something, I had to save her.