I was expecting to wake up at any moment. Okay starting.....now. I was still looking deep into a familiar pair of brown eyes. What is goin on here? Chatters and murmurs filled inside my ears...just like my dream. Mehhhh. "Hi." I said quietly. I looked around at the girls with the phones out taking silent pictures then down at my hand. It was intertwined with the man's hand. My cheeks flushed a shade of pink as he looked at my eyes. "Mark?" I asked sheepishly. He chuckled as he nodded at my question. I can't believe it. It's really him!! It's markiplier. And I'm not acting total fangirlish around him. FIGURES! He looked around at the girls around surrounding us. He put something in my hand but I stared straight at him not daring to look down. He glanced at me, smirked, and started running for his life, a group of other girls trailing behind. But not exactly fly all of the girls only three girls stayed, walking toward me. An evil glare gave me chills up my spine...and not the good ones. "Uh...Hi." I said reaching out my hand to a tall girl with blond hair and blue eyes. >>sorry if I sort of described you. You can change it if you want<< instead of taking the offered hand, she slapped it away with force. My hand stung like crazy. "Hey! What's your problem, dude?" I asked rubbing away the stinging. "You is your problem!!" She said with a raised tone. I realized what Mark gave me was still in my hand so I quickly slipped it into my back pocket. "You better stay away from my Markimoo!" She snapped. Without any other words her and her "squad" marched away. I sighed in relief, happy that it was over. I walked toward the familiar route back home. As I walked to the door and opened it, I quickly remembered that Mark gave me something. I still can't believe that I saw Markiplier. I thought doubting myself for a moment. Sitting on mg couch I took out a piece of paper that I put in my back pocket.I open the folded material and scan through the writing...which was quite sloppy. Sorry for the messy hand writing. Trying to save you and junk. Call me so we can chat!

~Markiplier (Mark) (insert # here)

I read the number and quickly put it in my contacts. I decided to call him tomorrow to make sure it was really him. It's Been a long day for both of us. Like usual I changed into my PJ's and went to bed, thinking about the man who "saved" my life.