19 Be my girlfriend.

"I'm so into you,

I can barely breath,

And all I wanna do,

Is to fall in deep."

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-ELIZABETH-

"I fucking told you to answer your phone!" he snaps angrily, but I can tell he's not angry at me. He's angry at the thought of something happening to me.

"It died so I put it on the charger and went out for groceries, I'm sorry."

His face softens and his voice becomes small "You scared me."

I smile softly and put my hand on his arm "I'm okay Mark."

He sighs "I'm sorry for yelling at you."

"It's okay." I smile reassuringly.

He smiles as well then returns to his serious state, "But I'm not letting you stay here tonight."

"What do you-"

He cuts me off by grabbing onto my wrist firmly, and holding Ralph's leash in his other hand.

"Mark what are you-"

"We're going to my place." He pulls me by the wrist and walks me out the building.

"What about all the food I just bought?" I ask as he opens the car door for me.

"I'll replace it." With that he helps me in the car and shuts the door.

He gets in through his side of the car, "That's not what I meant. We've just left it all on the floor." I say.

"Would you rather stay in your apartment and get kidnapped? Or maybe even killed? When you could stay at my place and be safe." he says without even a hint of humor in his voice.

Something tells me I'm not winning this so I just remain silent. Trying to ignore the chills that his serious tone sent through my body.

He's probably just over-reacting, it's not like anyone would need to kidnap me.

After a couple minutes of us driving in silence, we pull over in front of his apartment building.

We walk into the building and up to his apartment. I let out a big yawn.

"You tired?"

"Kinda" very.

"Let me show you to my room." He intertwines our fingers and leads me to his room.

I sit down on his bed, stiffly, unsure of how to act.

What does one do when they enter the bedroom of the person they're seeing?

Because we're not officially together or anything, which makes me clueless as to what I'm supposed do.

He walks over to his closet and pulls out a grey shirt and a pair of boxer shorts, "Here," he throws them at me "You can wear those."

I nod, get up from the bed and walk to his bathroom carrying my purse with me.

His cleanliness is attractive. There are no clothes on the floor, no stains on the mirror and I can see my reflection in the pearly white sink.

I slip out of my jeans and replace them with his boxers.

I've never worn men's underwear that had probably been worn previously before, so this is new.

Then I pull the crop top off and slip on his oversized on me but probably normal sized on him, plain black shirt.

In my purse, there are makeup wipes which I proceed to use in removing my makeup.

I finish up in the bathroom and walk out the room to find Mark sitting on the bed using his phone with only sweatpants on.

The focus that it must've taken God to sculpt those abs is unfathomable.

I realize I'm staring like a predator and clear my throat. He looks up from his phone and smirks faintly whiling scanning me up and down before getting off the bed.

"I'll be in the living room if you need anything, goodnight Liza." He leans into me and kisses my forehead.

He begins to turn away but I stop him by grabbing his wrist, "Where will you sleep?" I blurt.

"On the couch."

I frown "In your own home?"

He nods.

"You can sleep here." He fully turns his body to face me, amused by my sudden confidence "I mean, unless you're uncomfortable with that. If you are, I can sleep on the couch. You should take the bed."

He smirks slightly while crossing his arms over his chest "Why would I be uncomfortable with sleeping in the same bed as you?"

My cheeks heat up and I'm sure the blush is evident.

He walks closer to me, "All that matters is whether or not you're comfortable." His voice comes out deep and raspy.

"I'm c-cool with it." I stutter.

He chuckles, "Okay then, lets sleep shall we." He walks over to one side of the bed and I awkwardly get in next to him on the other side.

My body feels tense, I initiated this whole 'Let's sleep in the same bed' thing and yet I don't know how to act.

Mark probably notices my discomfort and chuckles. He the proceeds to hold onto my waist and pulls me closer to him.

His breath on the back of my neck makes the hairs on it stand up. I feel shivers along my spine.

Mark releases a contentful sigh, "Liza." He whispers.

"hmm?" I hum.

"Be my girlfriend."

My eyes widen and I spring up to look at him, "What?" I ask, almost yelling, with a smile.

"Be my girlfriend." He repeats.

I smirk "Are you asking me or telling me?"

"Does it matter if you're going to say yes anyway?"

"I still want to be asked." I huff and cross my arms.

He rolls his eyes and sighs with a smile on his face, "Fine, will you be my girlfriend?"

I put my finger on my chin as if in thought "Hmm, let me get back to you on that."

He huffs and I chuckle, "Of course I'll be your girlfriend Mark."

He lets out a relieffull sigh.

"Did you really think i'd say no?"

"I wasn't sure what you would say, that shit was nerve racking."

I giggle "I would say yes a thousand times over."

He smiles, "Good."

I smile widely and lean down to place a soft, small kiss on his lips, "Goodnight Mark." I whisper and lay down next to him again.

His hand returns to my waist and I snuggle into him, "Goodnight." He whispers.

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Song: Into you by Ariana Grande.

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