This is dedicated to my best friend in real life, DeathPunch3. She inspired me to write this imagine. She requested a Markiplier fan fiction. In this imagine, you are a fan (you are 24) that just found out you lived in the same apartment building as Mark, himself. But then, he is not to happy that a fan found out his address after he just moved. TO THE STORY XD!!

Your POV

You were walking down the apartment hallway, when you heard a scream. It sounded like a 'bloody murder' scream. You opened your door and straight to the door you heard the scream come from. You knocked on the door and waited for an answer. You heard a stumbled "coming" from the other side of the door, along with footsteps. When the door opened, you could not believe your eyes. Mark, aka Markiplier, stood before you. You wanted to squeal, but you were mature in the moment. He snapped you out of your daze with a 'Can I help you' look.

You answered, "Sorry I'm bothering you. I just heard a scream and wanted to make sure everything is okay." He smiled. "I'm okay, I was just recording a couple of games and one just scared me a little too much." He then noticed you had on a charity livestream shirt and his pajama pants. You were now starting to blush. You asked, "Can I please take a picture with you?" His smile then kind of faded. "Yeah, sure.", he said.

You both posed for the picture, snapped it, and then separated from each other. You then thanked him and started to walk away, but then he stopped you. He looked kind of upset and then asked, "Hey, whats wrong?" "Look uh-," "(Y/N).", you said. "(Y/N), okay. I just moved into this building not too long ago and I would like to keep my address a secret." You were kind of shocked that he said that. Of course you weren't going to leak his address. That would be like a living nightmare, knowing anybody can come visit you, at anytime of the day, and bother you. He continued, "Just, if you post it, don't put the location on it, okay?" You shook your head in understanding, and said, "Okay I won't." You then walked away to your apartment. Thats not how you wanted to meet your idol, but hey, it was something.

You then decided it was time for bed, and went to your room.

The Next Morning

You woke up the next day, refreshed. You then got up out of bed with messy hair, and decided to take a shower. You got your towel and your phone, and headed for the bathroom. You turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. You plugged up your phone to your radio and started up Spotify. You then stripped from your clothes and got into the shower.

You got out of the shower clean and freshened up. Your brushed and dried your hair, brushed your teeth, and got dressed for the day. You went into the kitchen to make some french toast. While you were mixing the egg yolk and butter together, some must've gotten out of the bowl, because next thing you know, you slipped and fell hard onto the wooden floor. You yelped in pain. When you opened your eyes, stood there was Mark. He must have heard you scream and pain and came to help you.

He held out his hand out for you to grab onto, and you accepted. You then asked, "How did you get into my apartment?" he replied, "The door was unlocked and I wanted to make sure you were okay." All you could do then was just say thank you. You asked him if he wanted some breakfast, but he politely declined. He then said, "I have to go meet up with a friend. But if you need anything, here is my number. Just text when you need to." He was then handing you a slip of paper, and then headed out the door. You were standing there blushing at what just happened. You decided to text him right away to make sure he had your number.

Text Conversation:

You: Hey, its (Y/n). Just texting you ahead of time to make sure you have my number :D

Mark: Okay :P. Well, I have to go, I just met up with my friend.

You: Okay, bye!

Mark: Bye.

Mark's POV

I just got to the cafe a couple blocks away, to meet up with Matthias to talk about new challenge we were going to do. I walked into the little cafe and sat in a booth close to the back.

In about five minutes, Matthias walked and was searching for me. I raised my hand mid-way for him to see, and he did. He walked over and then shook my hand. "How's it going, Mark?" "Good man, what about you and Amanda?" "We're great actually. So lets order some coffee, and the brainstorm about the next challenge video we are going to do." We then placed our order, and discussed the challenge video.

After about an hour of talking, Matthias had to leave. I walked him out of the cafe, shook hands, and went our separate ways. I decided not to go home just yet, but to take a walk. I went to the boardwalk for a little bit and then to the beach and just watched people play in the water. (Y/n) also texted me, so, me and her had started a conversation. I thought she was cute. But I don't know if I have a crush on her or not. While watching the people play and texting (Y/n), I got Instagram notifications nonstop, and checked my phone. Next thing I knew, I was mad.

The picture of me and (Y/n) was on there and everybody was wondering if that was my girlfriend. I was mad. How could she do this? I trusted her, but then she goes behind my back and does it any way. I then started to make my way back to my apartment. Under the photo, was my address. the one thing I didn't want posted for everyone to see. That's the last time I put trust into a fan's hand.

Your POV

While you were down in the lobby getting your mail, you saw Mark pass by. He looked upset. You decided to take the elevator up with him to see if he was okay. When you both got into the elevator and the doors were closing, you asked, "Hey,Mark, you okay?" He ignored you. "Mark, whats wrong?" He ignored you, again. You were now suspicious. The elevator doors open and he sped walked out, trying to get to his apartment. You ran up to his door, and blocked him. You asked again,"Mark, whats wrong? I want to try and help!" "You is whats wrong!", he blurted out.

You stood there shocked at what he just said. You din't understand why, you didn't do anything wrong, hopefully. "What do you mean?", you asked, hurt. He said, "I trusted you to do one thing and you went behind my back and betrayed me! How could you?" "I don't understa-", he cut you off. "The photo! You posted it and put my address in the caption! I thought you could be trusted, but I was wrong." You stand in front of him confused because you didn't post the photo.

"I never posted that photo! I told you I would never do it!", you said. You were really confused at this point and didn't know what to do. He said, "Really? Then explain this." He showed you the post. Sure enough, he was right. Somehow, someone hacked your account and posted the picture. You were so taken back by what was in front of you.

He moved you from in front of his door and got in front of you. "I thought me and you could become closer as friends, but after this I don't want anything to do with you. Just don't text me or talk to me ever again!", he shouted while slamming his door in front of you. You couldn't help but start crying.

You ran into your apartment and straight to your room. You felt like you just ruined everything. You've had a crush on Mark ever since you started to watch him. And after all this, you knew you blew your chance to become friends with him. Maybe even more. But how could anybody post that picture? The only person that you told everything about was Paige. She couldn't have possibly posted the picture because you told her that he didn't want it posted. Or did she do it on purpose? She knew you just met him and he didn't want that to happen. She probably hacked your account and posted it. You were starting to boil with anger at her.

Paige...

Well, this is different. Two imagines today. Don't worry, if you liked this one, I am going to make a part two to this one. Let me know about this one in the comments and I will make the next one later. I love you my ghost loves and I will see you later. Bye!!!!