Don't you know love is easy. Just by your girl a pair of Heelys!

That's the song Mark kept playing on repeat in the car.  After we got ready, Mark suggested going somewhere. He didn't tell me exactly where we were going but he described it as...a beautiful place.

Don't you know love is easy. Just buy your girl a pair of Heelys!

Mark sang along with the words, the notes music to my ears. He hummed the rest but sang those words loudly. "These are the...only words that I know to this sooong!" Mark said still matching the melody. I looked at Mark and giggled. He was such a goofball. I loved it. I loved him.

It's been about 30 minutes and I was starting to get antsy. "Maaaark?" I groaned in annoyance. "We'll be there soon.." He said with a smile. He put his hand on my thigh and patted it lightly, as if I was a young infant again. I just smiled uncontrollably and looked out the window.

All of a sudden we heard a buzzing noise. It was Marks phone. He picked it up and looked at the collar ID that texted him.
"HIIIIIIIIII!!!!!! MY BEST FRIEND IS WITH YOU RIGHT NOW!!!! BUT SHE WONT ANSWER ANY OF MY CALLS!!! DONT ASK HOW I GOT THIS NUMBER CUZ I WONT TELL YOUUUUU!!! IM A HUGE FAN BTW!!!!
LOVE YA, MARK!
~Susan Bexter"
Mark read aloud.

He slowly looked at me with a worried face. I shrugged sluggishly and blushed "Oops?" I said quietly. "Great! Now she has my number and now she's gonna leak it  AND NOW EVERYONE HAS MY PHONE NUMBER!!!" He snapped. I thought he was joking at first. But when I saw the fury and anger in his face I knew he was serious. "I-I'm sorry Mark. I didn't know she was gonna even think about getting your phone number!" I said getting a little defensive.

Mark's POV

(Y/N) protested saying she didn't think her friend would get my number. I wasn't blaming her. She probably didn't know anyway. But for some reason I got upset. "I thought your phone was broken how did she first off, track your phone? Two, how did she even get my number? And three, how does she even know it was my house?!" I said, my voice raising a little. But I stopped it before it could go out of control. "I....I don't know." She said quietly.
She continued to look out the window and the car filled with silence. Five minutes passed and we were almost at our destination. "I'm....sorry (y/n)." I said ashamed. She looked up at me with lost eyes. "About what?" She asked. But I was sure she knew. "I'm sorry for raising my voice at you. It wasn't your fault that Susan found my number and I'm sorry for putting it towards you. She said nothing. She just sat there and looked at me. "What?" I asked keeping my eyes in the road. "I love you." She said. For some reason my body flinched in surprise. "I love you more." I said with a childish smile. She giggled and went back to the landscape. "Los Angeles is so beautiful."
Almost as beautiful as you. I thought to myself. My heart skipped a beat as we arrived to a house. "We're here!" I said. (Y/n) practically jumped out of the car as she ran over to me. I hopped out of the car and she hugged me. "It's just a house." I said chuckling. "It's not that," she said. "I've been wanting to do this the whole ride up here." She burrowed her face Into my chest as I could feel her steady breath against the fabric of my shirt.