Why Normal People Scare Me Part 4

While Mark was unlocking the front door, he told me that his parents were always on business and he technically lived alone (lucky). When Mark got the door open and let me inside, I believe my jaw dropped. His home was so light and open yet private. I felt nervous while I was standing there waiting for Mark to say or do anything. "Welcome to my home Jackaboy," Mark said in the kindest voice I've heard in years. All I could say is, " It's really nice." Mark walked to my side, grabbed my hand and led me to his living room. "Make yourself at home. I'll go find some movies." He started to basically sprint up the stairs only tripping twice (I had to force myself not to laugh at how adorable he is.) I sat down on the couch which was a dark brown/tan color.

Mark brought down 4 different movies (Dark Shadows, Captain America: Civil War, Insidious, and Unfriended.) I wasn't really paying attention and I just pointed at a random one which caused Mark's already huge (adorable) grin the become slightly larger. He proceeded to put the disc into the Dvd player and went to the kitchen to make popcorn dragging me with him. I was leaning against the counter top just watching Mark. I know it was probably creepy but I really couldn't help it (cough, sexy, cough) I know that he saw me staring at him once or twice because he began to blush ( also causing me to.) He turned around and to my horror he said, " Take a pic. It'll last longer." I laughed a little and looked down at the floor and said, "I would but, it wouldn't be as good at the real thing." Mark's face basically turned red and that kept him quiet until he just started to stare at me. "Don't be a stalker, Mark." I said. " How would you know what that means unless you are one too!!" replied Mark and then he faked screamed. I said, "You goof!" and with that, we both started laughing uncontrollably.

Soon the popcorn was done and we walked back into the living room with the movie play screen showing. I started to mentally slap my brain for picking Unfriended. Mark must have sensed my distress and said, "Don't do well with horror?" "Shush it you barrel I'm already mentally slapping myself!" I replied. He just laughed and pulled me on the couch with him. We started to watch the movie but it was way too hard not to just...look at him. Every now and then I would try to sneak a glance at him but, he was looking at me every time. It was like I was his entertainment and the center of his attention. I felt my face begin to warm up and I swear I saw him smile I was mentally slapping him. I was mentally slapping him so much, resisting the urge to do so was useless. I looked at him smiling "Jack, what are you doing" He asked while trying not to laugh. I reached up and playfully slapped him and we had a slapping fight until we couldn't stop laughing for 5 minutes straight.

The movie was just starting to get to the horror part (lucky me.) When I saw the guys hand go into the blender I yelled,"OH MY BARREL!!!!!!!!!!!!! BARRELS BARRELS BARRELS OMG SOMEONE HELP HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mark paused the movie, stared at me for like 5 seconds and burst into laughter and I started to laugh with him. When we stopped laughing, he literally PICKED ME UP BRIDAL STYLE AND PUT MY ENTIRE BODY ON HIS LAP ( MAJOR HEART ATTACK)!!! "There, Now you won't get scared. I started to attempt to get away from him but I wanted to stay. "Let go of me ya doof!" I said playfully. "Never!!" he responds and started to tickle me until I finally yelled, "Fine!! You Win this time you evil barrel!" He laughed and hit the play button on the movie again. His grip on me tightened a little. He probably thought I was going to attempt to get away from him again. Unfortunately, he had to move me to get up and get something. When he came back he was carrying a bag and his smile was huge. "Mark. What is that?" Mark just laughed and said " Nothing....." He said while laughing and he dropped it in my lap and told me to open it. He got me a new hoodie it was black and said, "Normal People Scare Me" in white lettering. I put the bag on the couch and literally tackled Mark hugging him and yelling, " THANK YOU SO FOOKING MUCH MARKIMOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" We both started laughing uncontrollably once again. When we finally stopped, we both realized that Mark had picked me up and well.. my legs were around his waist and his hands were on my ass.