Imagine for @xK1rax
Mark imagine for Kira.
Marks POV
"Oh God, we're lost," Kira groaned, covering her face with her hands in frustration. "What if we get murdered out here? I don't wanna die young, Mark."
My best friend, and long time crush, and I were trying to meet up with Weston and our other friends, but since they were a couple four hours away from where we currently were, we had to take quite a trip to get to them. Unfortunately, I read some of directions wrong and drove to someplace in the middle of nowhere.
"We're not gonna die," I laughed. "Be positive about this."
She gawked at me, and I had to resist the urge to smile. "Are you seriously–"
I cut her off, turning on the radio.
"Yooo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want."
Kira slapped her palm onto her forehead. "Mark–"
"So tell me what you want, what you really really want–"
"I want you to not do that."
Thirty seconds later, she ending up singing along with me. She was looking out the window, belching out the words and forgetting about her worries. I looked over at her, the corner of my lip tugging upwards. I mean yeah, I know we're lost and all, and most people who are lost in the middle of nowhere tend to be really frustrated, but I'm glad I'm lost out here with her in particular.
Kira turned her head, her eyes meeting with mine. "Enjoying the view, Mark?"
It's time. It's time for me to finally tell her how I feel. It's now or never.
Never seems like a pretty good option though.
I chuckled and inched my hand gently onto hers. "I'm loving it."