Mark the date (MarkiplierxReader)

So this book is coming to an end. I plan to have chapter 28 pt1, 2, and 3 and then the end. I may make another book/ a sequel depending on how you guys react, I may not, these chapters will be longer but also further apart, or maybe I'll spam, who knows? Thank you all for such support, whenever I've uploaded a chapter there's often someone commenting "can't wait for the next part" or something along those lines and it's things like that. It's people like those that have kept me writing this. That being said, away we go onto the final stretch :)

There was a small glimmer in Marks eyes, he was nervous. A calm breeze blew through his hair and moved through the trees and into my lungs. I hadn't smelled this in almost a month, though it's felt like some kind of 30 chapter story. It's been so long. I looked around and smiled. "Have you sent it out yet?" My voice was barely audible and he nodded.
"I'm refreshing the tweet now, are you sure this park is called 'Montgomery'? It doesn't seem to be... oh wait, there's a couple people responding. 'Hajeblohmygof I'm on my wat pleade don't leaver'" he attempted to read one of the replies. I opened my twitter to see that mark had tweeted for the meet up 'Hey guys! Come and meet me in Montgomery Park, Saskatoon, I'll be here for about 2 hours :D come and meet a special guest!' I smiled and looked at the replies, a lot of them were just jealous comments saying they wish they lived here but there were a few screaming "I'm fuvking gonns cry omyhof I'm on my way rn I'm runnimf please waiff holy fuck" I attempted to read out loud and mark smirked. I did a quick scan of my surroundings and saw someone bolting as fast as their legs could carry them, she slowly got more and more definitive characteristics, dark brown hair, short, it was just above her shoulders. She was about 5'4" and a fairly small build, wearing a nice black markiplier hoodie with jeans, her glasses fell off but she caught them before they hit the ground.
"mARK" she squealed as she got closer, she was out of breath but that didn't stop her from full speed sprinting towards us.
"I'm not going anywhere slow down!" He called back with a smile "I promise!"
"I'm, im fine" she panted, her hair falling to frame her caramel cheeks. "I mean I'm not fine because holY FUCK ITS MARKIPLIER" mark laughed
"Ah yes it is me THE Mr. Iplier" he put a hand on his chest before gesturing for a hug, which she kindly accepted and began almost crying, was she crying? Was she just shaking? I don't know but when she pulled away after a couple minutes she seemed fine. "Do you wanna meet the special guest?" She peeked up slightly, almost forgetting that someone else was there, she glanced at me with a confused face, not necessarily aggressive, but confused.
      "H-Hi my names TJ." I stuck out my hand sheepishly and she took it.
      "My names Emma." She said with a smile.
     "This is my... girlfriend." Mark smiled, hardly missing a beat. Emma's face went into awe
      "Seriously? That's awesome!" Mark let out a sigh of relief that I didn't know he was holding, all of the sudden I felt one escape my chest too.
      "You're the first fan to know, congrats" I gave an awkward smile as I finally let go of her hand. This seemed to make her happy and right as she was about to say something a group of three arrived, walking in from where Emma did at the entrance to the park. They looked around and one of the figures, the tallest one, pointed at us and the all took off running. Mark made a face, pointed at them and then proceeded to bolt towards them. They kind of slowed down but only for a second. Emma and I watched from a distance as they slowly walked back to us. The one with blonde hair, dyed at the end, it was blue, was crying, she had a nice plaid shirt on and jeans, I'm impressed with her running under the circumstances to be honest. She was the shortest, she reminded me of Sydney to be honest, the first time she met Mark she was the same way, shy and closed, letting tears of what can only be explained as joy streaming down her face.
      "Teej?" Marks voice snapped me back into reality as the image of Syd left my mind. "This is Zach," he gestures to the tallest one, male, kinda lanky, otherwise pretty average "Aaron," he gestured to the one in the middle, I couldn't tell if they were a boy or a girl but it wasn't my business. "And Laine." She was the one crying, the one that looked like Sydney.
      "Nice to meet you all" I smiled politely
      "TJ is my girlfriend" Mark said again, his voice growing in confidence. Suddenly I was engulfed in a hug, first by Laine, then by Aaron, Emma and Zach, Mark looked at me and after my startled expression faded, a smile appeared. This was nice. I liked being known.
      After about 30 minutes there were 20 people, the odd person still getting out of a car or running into the park. With every person that came, more and more people knew about me, every person seemed accepting, a few more so than others. Mark pulled out a camera and smiled, pointing it towards the fans. "Do you guys mind if I record some stuff?" He asked them, the answer was a mix of yeses and screams, which he took as yeses. The fed light flickered on and he waved to everybody in the shot, him being behind the camera "hello everybody!" He was met with an abundance of shouting, I was standing behind mark and to the left, he turned the camera around and continued "My names Markiplier!" I was in the shot and I kinda half danced half ran out of frame, I suppose it wasn't dancing but my arms flailed in an animated matter at my sides. Mark making an effort to keep me in frame as I dodged his camera skills. "oH oH OH Oh" he kept saying oh whenever he caught me and this ended in me on the ground laughing. "So TJ and I are here at a park called Montgovner Park"
I walked up behind him
     "Montgomery" I corrected.
      "Agh whatever it's fine," he said jokingly
     "MaRk" I nudged him and opened my mouth, 'offended'
      "Fine fine Montgomery" he said mockingly. His camera flipped back to the audience and it was all them making noises and waving. Mark walked into shot but I stayed where I was. "I'm here at Montgomery with a bunch of you lovely people." They were mostly smiling, the odd person with a faint twinkle in their eye. Mark looked to them "and you all know that I love playing games with you guys! So I brought an activity!" Everyone shouted in excitement, some people looking at each other. He gestured to me and I walked over, "your knappie m'lady." I smiled and slung a backpack off of my shoulders that I had almost forgotten I had. "My knappie m'lord" I bowed and handed it to him and there was a small chorus of "awes" and "oml"s.
      "Well I'm in Canada. And here in Canada it's supposedly hockey nation, now you ALL know how much I," he started owning a sarcastic voice "Markiplier of America, absolutely LOVE sports and am tHE VERY BEST. But today I'm bringing America with me. Today, we play football."
     "Mark there's football in Canada it's called the CFL it's actually quite-"
     "HABUSHHUSHUSH" he cut me off "AMERICA." Looking back at the camera he continued "but here on the channel we don't play normal games. No, for we are superior, we are stronger! Faster! Maybe smarter but probably not!" He was making some kind of build up. "Today we play, Paint Football."