A:N/ Hoping everyone re-read chapter 9 since i added some crap to it and what not :)

Roger's View Point

"Where are we going anyways" Mark smiles as the two of you walk hand in hand down a cobblestone street, taking in the scenery and the surprisingly cool summer day that you've been blessed with after weeks of blistering hot weather.

You give Mark's hand a small squeeze and look towards him "Somewhere special" you smile and pull Mark closer to you. A hand slipping around his waist. "Somewhere just for us"

Mark eyes you for a second with a smile. He's so cute, you think, as you steal a glance back at him. You wonder why it took you so long to realize how you felt about your best friend. You'd always figured that something would form between you and Mark. You only wished that you had acted upon it long time ago.

You begin to think about Mimi as the two of you walk in a comfortable silence together. It's been nearly a week since you came out to Mark about how you felt for him. The feelings have only grown in that short time. Mark is the first thing you think about in the morning, the last you think about before you go to sleep. Mark is constantly invading your thoughts. You think about how his eyes light up when you smile at him. When you say something corny, how Mark raises an eyebrow at you before he bursts into laughter. It's only getting worst; you know what you're feeling. You've decided that today would be perfect to let Mark know.

You were supposed to break up with Mimi for a while now. Although your mother as been preventing that from happening. Your mom is a weird creature, you think. Every time the mention of your relationship status with the vixen comes up, you mother always insists on you trying to work things out with her. You know it's not because she is fond of Mimi, a matter of fact, she never liked Mimi to begin with. So why is she so hell-bent on you staying her? Something is defiantly not right. Though you know after this, you'll have to break up with her. Staying with Mimi after you know what you feel for Mark is stronger than anything you've ever had with her would be unfair to both of them.

"We're here Marky" You tease him with the nickname Maureen had given him back in middle school. He had never liked the name, but it was too adorable not to use. Besides, Mark looked cute when he was annoyed.

"Don't call me Marky" he scowled cutely and walked in front of you. "The Lake?" He turned around to you with folded arms and confusion written all over his face. You smile and walk towards him, taking his hands again.

"Yeah. It's beautiful out here this time of year. I come here when I need time to think and shit" You tell him and lead him over to the shade tree overshadowing the nearer part of the water.

"You never told me that" Mark smiles and takes a seat underneath the tree. You join him, sitting Indian style beside him.

"It's my little secret" you smirk and grasp his hand in yours and clear your throat looking straight ahead. "Remember when I said that when I said…you know that I wanted it to be special?"

Mark looks at you strangely and nods "Yeah…?"

Your heart beats a little faster "I think" the words are getting stuck in the back of your throat "I think that this is special" You whisper and take a glance at him.

A form of a smile slowly spreads amongst his parted lips. "And…?"

You bite your lip and scoot closer to him, gently squeezing his hand, as if to make this not so hard to say. You're so nervous, the words want to roll off the tip of your tongue but you're afraid and scared. You've never been this scared about telling someone you loved them. "If I say it…you'll say it back?"

Mark smirks "Do you have to ask?"

"Well yeah" You tap your fingers nervously on the ground, picking random pieces of grass to calm your nerves.

"What if I said it?" He cocks his head to the side

"No- I mean, I should say it… I want to say it" You smile nervously

"Okay then…"

"Mark I…."

"Roger" Mark laughs "Don't have a stroke" he smiles and wipes away the sweat forming on your forehead. You laugh and hold the hand on your forehead, slowly moving it away. You look deeply into Mark's crystal blue eyes, there's a silence, the only thing being heard are the birds chirping in the background, and a stray dog barking from across the lake.

"I love you" you whisper and cover Mark's lips with yours in a chaste kiss, all your nerves disappear, and you burst into laughter and kiss Mark roughly with a bright smile plastered on your face as Mark falls backwards onto the ground holding the back of your neck, laughing into your mouth. Your hand is running up his sides, pulling his shirt up just an inch. This is the happiest you've ever been. You want this to last forever. Mark turns his head to the side and laughs; you kiss his now exposed neck lightly, hooking a finger in one of his empty belt loops.

"Do you mean it?" Mark looks over to you, a hand caressing the side of your face.

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't- I love you Mark" you tell him again, the words coming out easier this time. It feels so natural.

"I love you too Roger" Mark says and your heart nearly flutters out of your chest. You ravish his lips once more, pulling away out of breath. "Say it again?" You smile down at him and stroke the side of his face with your thumb.

"I love you Roger" He laughs. You can't help but think that this is the start of something that only comes around once in a lifetime. You're thankful to be experiencing it at last.

"I'm so lucky" You whisper to him.

"Why's that?" Mark quirks a grin at you.

"Cause you love me" you can't help but blush when you say this "As corny as that sounds…its true"

"I'm no one special" Mark is too modest. "I'm just Mark" he says fiddling with the silver cross-bone necklace around your neck.

"And that" you kiss his nose and he blushes. He's so cute. "That is what makes me so lucky" you smile and engage in yet another make out session underneath this shade tree by the lake. You'll remember this day forever.