A/N: Hey! What's up! Well here's the next chapter. Hope y'all like it! Thanks for all your support so far and love you! Jennie
Mark took a deep breath. He opened the front door and stepped outside. It was only about an hour ago when Maureen had gotten mad at him over the phone, and then hung up. He had finally persuaded himself to go over and apologize. He realized that he was going to hate himself after this, but it was worth it.
It didn't take him long to get there, but when he did, Mark started having second thoughts about the entire thing. What if I say something wrong? He thought. What if I cause her to get mad at me even more? Even I couldn't be that stupid, reassured himself. Taking a deep breath, and his heart beating furiously, he knocked gently on the door.
Maureen could only tell who was at the door, and ignoring the fact of how badly she didn't want to open the door, she did so. She sighed at the sight of Mark.
"Yeah, what now?" she asked, sounded more rude than she intended to be. "Can I at least come in?" he asked. Maureen glared at him for a moment, but then let him in. After an awkward silence, Mark began to speak:
"Maureen, listen. I wasn't trying to break up with you own the phone." He stated, simply and clearly.
Maureen seemed to have smacked herself inside. Mark ignored her facial expression and continued, his gaze not meeting hers. "And I just wanted you to know that I would never do anything to hurt you." He said, a bit soft. "And anyways we weren't even really going out.' He laughed.
Maureen felt heartbroken a bit.
Mark walked over to her and took her hand in his. Maureen didn't want to look at him, but she did so, as he took hold her head and turned it so it was facing his. "Maureen, I-" he started. There was an awkward pause. Summoning up his courage, Mark began to lecture a bit:
"Maureen, I don't where to begin. Since we became "a couple" he said, using his fingers to indicate to emphasize the word ,"it's been… wonderful It's felt as if we really were back together. " Maureen felt her heart flip a bit at the thought of Mark enjoying their entire scheme. Mark let go of Maureen's hand and he placed it on her cheek instead. Maureen seemed frozen in the state of shock.
He tucked some of her chocolate locks behind her ear, getting a better look at her. "Maureen, I don't know why. I just miss the way you would do your best to support me, the way you would tell me you loved m, and I just miss all the fun we used to have." Maureen felt her eyes stinging with tears at how much emotion Mark put into his words. Apparently, he noticed her tears and wiped them away with his finger.
Maureen threw herself at mark and he caught her off guard. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Automatically, his arms circled her waist, and Maureen seemed to cry silently into his jacket. He rubbed her lower back comfortingly. Mark opened his mouth to speak again.
"Maureen I just wanted you to know that if you ever need me, I'm here for you." He insisted. He kissed the top of her head. "What's wrong?" he asked softly. Maureen shook her head. "I'm just… not feeling well." She lied.
Mark took a deep breath. "Maureen. I have something to tell you." Maureen looked up, her tears nearly gone. Mark felt his face grow red and he couldn't seem to get the words out. "Don't worry Marky. Just go on." She whispered, leaning against him for support. Mark closed his eyes and said the three magic words…
"I love you."
Maureen looked up confused. "You mean, real love?" she managed to get out. Mark gave a nervous nod. "I'm sorry Maureen." He blurted out. "It's just that I never got over you and it always hurt so badly to see you with Joanne, and I've tried so hard to make my time with you perfect, but now you probably hate me even more
Than before and-" he rambled on, but he was caught of guard as Maureen's lips met his.
After about three seconds, Maureen pulled away. Her expression wasn't upset, but thoughtful. She buried her head in his shirt again and mumbled something. She then turned her head so Mark would be able to hear her. "Mark, I…I…" she began, but suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Maureen glanced at Mark, whose arms were still wrapped tightly around her. She escaped his grasp and headed over to the door. When she opened it, Collins was standing in the doorway. "Hi!' Maureen greeted him, throwing her arms around his neck. Collins hugged her back. He then caught Mark on the couch.
"What's going on here?" he asked slyly. Mark blushed. "Nothing." He replied simply. "Uh-huh." Collins remarked smugly. He then turned back to Maureen. "Thank god I'm back here." He said. He had returned from teaching at NYU for the past week or so. "Let's go eat." He announced. The two agreed, and out the door the went. Maureen felt a bit relieved that she hadn't expressed her feelings to Mark just yet. But the feeling of him still loving her made her weak and gullible.
Once on the street the three friends laughed, catching up on everything that had happened. They were about to cross the street, when tragedy struck. "Let's go," Marks aid, once the light turned green, but that was al he remembered, for there was a loud screech, then the sound of Maureen's scream, and Collins yell. The Mark felt a rough pain hit him.
He collapsed onto the ground , gasping for air. The sudden loss of breath made him weak. Suddenly, his vision became blurry, and he remembered Collins' face above him, saying "Don't worry." The Maureen's face even closer saying, "Marky hold on. It'll be okay." Then her soft lips against his, and Mark's vision darkened completely as he fell unconscious.
A/N: Oh my god! Mark! How could I be so cruel? Mark's too adorable to lose! Thanks for all your suggestions guys! I just saw the movie- Mark/Maureen fluffiness! Okay, next chapter will be up soon!