{I got this screenshot from Mark's vlog "Return from Comic Con!" Now stop asking and enjoy the story, ya crazy bunch of fangirls! Lol!}

*MARK's POV*

"Here." Lauryn said, handing me a cup of dark roast coffee. "It's on the house. Explain everything."

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "It's complicated."

"No way." Lauryn said sarcastically. "I may not be the sharpest tool on the Christmas tree, but I know some serious drama is going on, and I want to know what it's all about."

"Fine. She moved into my building a few weeks ago, we became friends, she said she loved me..." I trailed off and looked down.

"And you said?"

"All I could think to say was 'Oh' and walked out of her apartment."

"Geez, harsh dude."

"I don't think she even watched the video..." I muttered, and Lauryn raised her right eyebrow.

"I posted a video saying I found a girlfriend, not had a girlfriend. I never said who it was because I was too-" I tried to think of a more manly word for scared.

"Cautious... To how she would react."

"Not to mention how the fangirls would react." Lauryn added, giggling and snorting. "I browse the comments in all of your videos, and if you ever showed your girliplier on camera, they'd be after her like my cat after a laser pointer." She continued to giggle until I spoke up.

"Yeah. But I want her to be my 'girliplier' or whatever I used to call it."

"Who?"

"(Y/n)."

Oooooooooh... Guess you shouldn't be so mad at him, should you? ^3^

Sorry for not posting much, I've been SUPER busy lately. I'll TRY to do better. But for now, just settle for hating me for another cliffhanger. XD

Thanks for reading and see ya!
~Lizard

P.S: Mark didn't think anyone could catch him shirtless, since he played him changing a 3x speed, but with my epic pausing skills, I HAVE CAPTURED THE SHIRTLESS MARKIPLIER! (Woah... That sounded creepy...)

Alrighty, well, I'm off now. Don't wanna scare anyone else away now would we? ;D