StarStruck

Part 8

(YN PoV)

YN: "..."
Marcus: "please...?"
YN: "ughh, fine. But when we get home, i don't want to talk to you ever again.. Ok?"
Marcus: "umm, ok?"
Just as he said ok, a bunch of paparazzi's showed up.
Marcus: "fuck... Get down!"
He pulled me down next to a car.
YN: "chill!" I whispered.
Marcus: "follow me"
We ran off, but the fans had noticed us too. They literally started chasing us... Or chasing Marcus.
YN: "wait!" I pulled him away, behind a tree.
Marcus: "what now?!"
YN: "how old are you again?"
Marcus: "still 19"
YN: "I'M 18! TAKE MY CAR!"
Marcus: "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?!"
YN: "I'M FUCKING SORRY, I FORGOT!"
Marcus: "where is it then?!"
YN: "come,"
I pulled his hand - again. And we slowly but surely got to my car.
Marcus: "a fucking yellow car?"
YN: "at least I have a car, broke boi"
Marcus: "hmpf"
YN: "I'm driving"
Marcus: "um, no? You could kidnap me?"
YN: "and why would I do that?"
Marcus: "ugh, fine"
YN: "thanks" I said sarcastically.
I got in and Marcus, sat down in the passenger seat.
Marcus: "don't you have something that I can "hide" myself in?"
YN: "a bag? What are you talking about?"
Marcus: "a hat? A scarf? Anything at all?!"
I grabbed a black cap, from the backseat.
YN: "here"
Marcus: "it smells weird"
YN: "yeah probably because it's been laying in my car!"
Marcus: "I'm not wearing it, don't you have something else?"
YN: "THIS ISN'T A FUCKING STORE MARCUS! TAKE IT OR DON'T!!"
Marcus: "gosh.. I'm sorry"
He put the hat on.
I started driving the car, Marcus almost laid down in my car.
YN: "I don't think it's that bad.. Is it?"
Marcus: "yes it is!!"
I started laughing, he looked so stupid.
Marcus: "what?"
YN: "nothing.." I said while trying to hold in my laugh, but it didn't work.
Marcus: "here!"
He threw a purple scarf up in my face, I believe he found it under his seat.
YN: "BITCH I'M DRIVING!"
Marcus just started laughing!
YN: "WELL IT'S FUNNY, UNTIL WE FUCKING CRASH!"
Marcus: "AHAHA I KNOW! BUT AHAH OH MY GOD!"
YN: "ugh..."
Marcus: "here let me do it" he said with a small smile on his face.
He took the scarf from my lap, and wrapped it around my head, kind of like a Muslim. He carefully, removed my hair from my eyes.
YN: "how do I look?"
Marcus: "religious"
YN: "oh well, but do I rock it?"
Marcus: "yesss"
YN: "umm, Marcus? We've been driving for 10 minutes or so, and I don't know where we're heading at?"
Marcus: "shit. Wait a minute, I found a map under the seat while I looked for the scarf"
He pulled out a map.
Marcus: "ok, follow my instructions!"
YN: "will do..."
Marcus: "ok, you need to turn left here"
*20 minutes later*
Marcus: "why aren't we home yet?!"
YN: "don't ask me! It's you that have the map!!"
Marcus: "yeah but.. This is unreadable"
YN: "so you don't know where we are??"
Marcus: "umm, of course I do... We're.. Um"
YN: "well this is great.."

YES I CHANGED THEIR AGES! BECAUSE 14 YEAR OLDS CAN'T DO ANYTHING ON THEIR OWN!
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