A/N: O K so, school starts this Monday and I really need to get used to my sleep schedule...oh wait, *tsk* I don't have one. But, my mother is gonna make me got to bed earlier so there might be nights where I don't update. I may have to only update on the weekends. I'm not quite sure what I'm gonna do but I promise that I won't let school keep me from updating. Entyways, here's chapter twenty-two.👏👏👏👏👏
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~(Y/N)'s POV~
Something about the way Mark said he was helping a 'friend' made it sound suspicious. I just hope it's not an old girlfriend. But no matter, Mark would never do such a thing as cheat on me. I know him better than that. But I'm still a little curious. The next morning, the first thing I decided to do was call Mark to see what he's doing. I picked up my phone and called Mark.

~Mark's POV~
I woke to the sound of my phone ringing. I answered it. "Hello?" I was still half asleep. "Hey babe. Oh gosh, did I wake you? I'm sorry." I rubbed my eyes. "No, no you didn't wake me-" My voice was cut off by a yawn. Damn. "I did wake you. Sorry about that. I just wanted to hear your voice." She sounded sad. "No really, it's fine. Are you ok? You sound sad." As soon as I asked her, Sammy knocked on my door and came in. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just sad because I woke you up and I didn't mean too." Sammy came and sat on my bed. "Hey, Mark. You ok?" I nodded to Sammy. "Well, there's no need to be sad. I told you it's fine. I actually needed to wake up. I forgot to set my alarm. So thank you actually." (Y/N) eased up. "Ok then. Hey, I gotta go. I'll call you later. Love you." I smiled. "Love you, too." And with that, I hung up. "So Mark, what was your fiancé sad about?" I looked at her and we shared a brief moment of silence. "Sorry, none of my business. I-I'll just go downstairs." She stood up and walked towards the door. "Wait, Sammy, I'm sorry. I'm still half asleep." She chuckled a little. "I can see that. Your hair is all messed up." She smiled and went downstairs. I fixed my hair and went downstairs.

When I got downstairs, I saw that Sammy was on the couch, hugging her knees, her phone was on the floor, and she was biting her nails. "Sammy? You ok?" I approached her slowly. She didn't answer. I finally got to her and put my hand on her shoulder. She jumped a little. "Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." I apologized. "It's ok. I was just...n-nevermind." She got off the coach. I looked at her phone. A text notification popped up. It was a text from some guy named Jason. Please come back home, Samantha. I'm sorry. It won't happen again. I picked up her phone. "Is he your ex?" Sammy nodded. "Yeah. He says it won't happen again, but he lies. Just to get me to come home." Her eyes watered up. I went over to Sammy and hugged her. "Don't worry, I promise I won't let him hurt you." She calmed down and wiped the tears from her face. "Thanks, Mark." She smiled and I did too.

~(Y/N)'s POV~
I heard that girl's voice in the background. He can't fool me. But still, I trust him. He asked me to marry him for crying out loud. He wouldn't dare mess up this relationship. Anyhow, I just hope she doesn't try to steal him. Like he said, she's an 'old' friend.
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A/N: Hey, sorry for the short chapter, but I need to update my HP story as well before I go to bed so yeah. Entyways, stay awesomely weird. Peace out my Dreamers.😜✌️