Mark Pov

I stood there in astonishment I almost dropped my Phone. It has been a long day the smell of Coffee filled my nostrils.

"Wow, congratulations I'm really happy for you!" I said as happily I could.

But from the bottom of my heart I was devastated.

"Hey Mark....will you be my Best man?" He asked nervously.

"I would be honoured." I said as I faked my happiness once again.

"Thanks Mark, I'll text ya later!" He said while his Irish accent took over his voice.

"Bub-bye!" I said while I hung up.

I slowly sat down on the soft arm-chair, I rubbed my right temple and I sighed. I was regretting this wedding...not that I wasn't happy for Jack getting married, of course I was he was my best friend but I thought I would of been the only single guy there. I thought I would always be alone.

It had only been two months ago when my girlfriend broke up with me... Amy, my sweet Amy well she was... I still remembered the last thing she said to me "Mark we can't be together not yet I-I don't love you, I'm so sorry." She said that while she rushed out of my Moms house.

It broke my heart.

Chica came back over to me and rubbed her soft white fur against my leg.

I huffed in sadness.

"Mark you can go home, please go home." Alessia pleaded.

"Why? I just got here." I asked.

"You have been here everyday, we can't thank you enough... please go home and spend time with your family." She said.

"Okay... thanks Alessia." I replied not even looking up to her.

I looked down at Chica.

"Girly someone will adopt you I promise!" I promised, I knew she couldn't understand me but I think she knew what I was trying to say.

She looked back at me, I could almost see her sadness in her eyes.

I walked down the dull neighbourhood filled with cars, house and.....happiness something I craved for.

I grabbed the golden handle and open the door. I dragged my way into the kitchen.

"Mark honey, what's wrong?" My Mom asked.

I looked at her as she did the dishes in her faded pink apron.

"Will I always be alone?" I asked.

"No honey, any girl would be lucky to have you." She replied.

"Mom I'm twenty and I don't even have a house!" I shouted in frustration.

"Okay look mister you are going to get a job, a paying job and then you will be happy, and then you won't need Y/niplier!" My mother argued back.

But I knew she was right. Except for the Y/niplier part.

"Yeah you're right, I'm sorry... I'm going to book a flight to Ireland." I replied as I moved away from the black and white tiled kitchen.

"What why!" My Mom shouted back.

"Jacks getting married and he asked me to be The Best man." I said a bit happier.

"Aw my big man is getting old and you might find someone on the way." Mom said and smiled.

"Oh Mom, guess who I met at Game Stop?" I recalled.

"Who my dear?" She replied.

"I met Y/niplier she was... perfect." I explained while I drifted off.

"Oh... did you get any pictures?" She asked.

I blushed.

"Yeah I did." I told her.

The Next Day

Y/n Pov

I would of been on the plane by now if I haven't of tripped over my own feet. I ran over to the line.

I was relieved that the line was pretty short. I waited around five minutes and walked up to her.

I showed her my ticket and passport.

"Thank you... Y/n have a nice flight." She said looking at my passport.

"Thank you." I smiled as I walked in to the terminal.

It took me three minutes to get on the plane. My seat number was 15 so I was pretty close to the top.

I was getting pretty anxious and I found myself chewing my H/c hair. I quickly stoped and instead I chewed the inside my cheek.

I finally took my seat, I smiled because my seat was beside the window.

I sighed, tomorrow will be along day with the planing and everything. I didn't even notice the woman that sat beside me.

"Hello dear, I'm Sally." The woman introduced herself.

"Hi, I'm Y/n." I greeted her.

She looked around her mid fifties with dyed red hair, bright green top and a her red blush smudged around her cheeks.

"Are you by any chance, Y/niplier?" I was taken away by how she knew me.

I huge smile appeared on my face.

"Yes, that's me are you a fan?" I ask with happiness in my voice.

"Yes I am, well my daughter is and I think you are a good influence on her....could I get a picture and a autograph?" She asked.

"Sure, anything for a friend!" I squeaked.

It was an hour after I talked to Sally, I think she was talking or flirting to the man beside her but I didn't get a clear glance of him. I wasn't focused on seeing him though I was too busy keeping my claustrophobia at bay.

I slouched back into the leather seat it felt like the whole plane tried too suffocate me.

I reached for the magazine in front of Sally but right when I did a warm hand touched me.

"Oh I'm sorry." A deep voice apologised for some reason that voice sounded familiar.

"It's fine." I said, his voice calmed me down for some odd reason.

I wanted to introduce myself but I couldn't pull myself together, I knew this voice but who could he be?

Right when I was going to introduce myself the Pilot interrupted me.

"We are landing in five minutes get ready." The Pilot said.

A wave of relief came over me.

Soon... soon I will step into Ireland and be greeted by the calming rain.

I had gotten out of the plane about five minutes ago... when a tall man started running towards me, at full speed.

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