Only Once? (Ianthony Oneshot)

Only Once?

"Anthony?" Ian calls from the editing room of the well know Smosh house. "Yeah?" Anthony replies leaning on the door frame of the room, which Ian is currently situated in. "I'm not sure how to edit this part, I think I need your help" Ian says nevously, blushing, turning around in the chair to look at Anthony. Anthony smirks and stands up straight " Why didn't you just ask for my help in the first place?" He says walking over to stand next to Ian.

"I thought I could sort it on my own, s-sorry" Ian says staring at Anthony, his blue eyes full of wonder as he watches his friend lean over next to him and watch the lastest Ian is bored episode, why had he never noticed how handsome his bestfriend was?

How his long brown emo hair floped carefully over his right eye, creating a mysterious vibe? How his dark brown eyes seemed to sparkle with joy and draw him in deeper? The light dusting of hair along his chin that makes his jaw line stand out more, giving him a chiseled and very good looking appearance?. Ian tries but can't help but stare, Anthony was beautiful.

Anthony watches as Ian and himself speak to the camera, telling the fans about the new challenge they've created. "Which bit aren't you sure on?" He questions, looking over at Ian only to notice him staring at him, he smirks unsure as to why his friend was looking but happy that he was so interesting to someone.

Ian's eyes widen with fear, he knows he's been caught looking, he shakes his head and looks away quickly, "um-um-um just the backwards bit" he stutters pointing to the screen, "j-just h-h-ere". "Okay lets see" Anthony said sliding the mouse over to the clip that Ians stuck with. "I can't remember how to make it backwards" Ian huffs, letting out the breath he was holding in out, slumping in the chair.

"Oh thats easy, here let me show you" Anthony says motioning for Ian to giving him the chair. Ian just stares back wondering why his friend is making hand signals at him . Anthony just sighs, "Dude! The seat, I need to sit down, its gonna take awhile" he says trying to pull Ian out it. 'I might as well have some fun with him well I can' Ian tells himself, "Oh, well im comfortable here so get you own frickin' seat" Ian says grinning at the older male, challenging him.

Anthony stares down at his friend 'what?!?! Why was Ian acting so douchy all of a sudden?', "Dude just get up, you fat ass and give me the fucking seat" he says irritated, here he was trying to do something nice for his friend and Ian was just being a dick. "Harsh man" Ian says angrily before standing up and walking out the room. Maybe He went too far?, Ian's always been sensitive about his weight.

Anthony decides to let him cool off before he finds him and starts to edit his video, Ian atleast deserves it after Anthony decided to insult him.

~Half an hour later~

(Anthony pov)

I finish editing and saved the work multiple times under different names just in case one decides to not save or gets randomly deleted. I stand up from the chair and dust myself off, my legs protest to the sudden change of position but I soon get use to the numbing pain. I decide that maybe its time to find Ian and show him the work I've done and tell him that I'm sorry. I hate when we fight, he means alot to me and I hate to know I've hurt him. I walk down the hallway and soon arrive at his bedroom door.

I knock softly at first, no answer. I knock a little harder, Nothing! I start to worry and knock harder, Not one answer! "IAN?!?!" I shout though door still knocking, NOTHING! Okay thats it I need to get in. I grab the door handle and turn it, it opens slowly to my surprise. I breathe deeply and creep into the dark abyss that Ian calls his room.

(Ians pov)

I know Anthony's worried but im still not answering him, he hurt me so I deserve to be a jerk, I mean that what every villian in every movie does right? So why can't I?

I hear him scream my name, pounding on the door and start to feel sorry, maybe I should answer him? But I can't let him in, I can't.

I hear my door slowly creak open and I know that its Anthony, I huddle in the corner, I don't want him to see me like this. My cheeks are still tear stained red from crying earlier, my eyes are no longer the blue they normally are but a dull grey colour and my hair is tangled from where my hands having been tugging at it.

Earlier I know he didn't mean to upset me but he did and the fact that I was confused about why I suddenly found him attractive just made it worse. It made me feel like I wasn't good enough for him. I had spent the last half an hour thinking about my feelings for him, if this was a one time thing? Or if it had happened before and I had been too blind to notice.

In the end I was more confused than ever.

"Ian?" I hear Anthony question as light poured into the dimly light room. I curled myself up tighter, I couldn't let him know how I felt, I had to keep it inside. "Ian, is that you?" He asked again, probably noticing the small ball, I had wrapped myself into, in the corner. I sighed I wish I could just stay here, not moving and he would just go away but I knew he wouldn't just leave me, not like this. "Ian? Are you okay?" I heard him ask as a warm hand touches me softly on the back, causing me to shiver and my stomach to flip.

I guess that answers my question, definitely not a one time thing! I breath heavily I need to answer him, "Why do you care if im okay?!?!" I ask angily, I guess my emotions are still running high. His hand leaves my shoulder for a second (i guess he was taken aback a bit), before returning to my back. " Because I'm your friend" I hear him answer softly, causing a tear to escape down my cheek.

I wipe it off with the back of my hand and take a deep breath before turning to look at him. "I'm fine, just feeling a little down, sorry for shouting" I said calmly looking down at the floor.

His face is illuminated slightly by the light pouring in from the open doorway, he looks perfect, his hair is in its natual state and suits him well, his brown eyes calm me, they show that he cares and thats all I can ask for at the point, his smile means he doesn't mind that I acted that way just now, he's just happy that I'm physically okay.

For his sake I have to pretend I'm happy, that nothing is wrong, he means everything to me and I know he's happy right now. He has a good life, we have a good friendship, I would just wreck it if I told him.

He cant know, not yet. But how will I keep this secret inside of me? Its not just a one time thing!