50 shades of Smosh (Ianthony)

Anthony's POV 2

I never thought I would say that I loved another man... but I just did, and what did I get in response?.. nothing. I felt torn inside as the room plunged into silence, it was agonising. Maybe he was just nervous. Ian suddenly broke the silence with the rustling sound of the bed covers as he rolled around in bed to face me.

"What are we?" he asked me with the deepest of love in his eyes. I was confused with what he meant by that..

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"Is this a one night stand... are we going out now.. or was this just a fling, something to feed your ego?" the love in Ian's eyes was gradually being replaced with concern.

"I just told you that I love you and you reply with hurtful questions?!" I fumed at him. It took alot for me to say that and he didn't say it back. Now really wasn't the time to determine where we were in the relationship.. if there was one at all.

I got up out of bed, put my clothes on and storm out of the room. "Hey Anthony, i'm sorry, please don't go!" I heard Ian plead from the bedroom.. "You can't just run from everything!!" he yelled, there was a hint of desperation in his voice. That made me stop in my tracks as I put my car keys back down on the bench.

"I'm not running from this Ian, I just need some time to think" I yelled back at him from the kitchen in an attempt to reassure him. He slowly walked out of the room with his batman boxers on.

"We need to think this through together" he said as he approached me with his hand held out. I was never adapt to acts of compassion from others, I would always tear up when another made attempts at comforting me.

"Please don't leave me again" he pleaded, tears now forming in his eyes. Exactly how Ian had felt a minute ago.. I didn't know how to respond.

"Why didn't you say it back?" I asked as a tear rolled onto my cheek.

"because I was scared..I was.. I love you so much!" he yelled as he took me in for a passionate hug. His hand gently rubbed the back of my neck, the other did the same to my lower back.

I decided this would be the perfect time to ask him. I gently wiped a tear from Ian's cheek, he giggled and returned the favor. I smirked and as a joke I got down on one knee and said-

"Ian Hecox, will you be my boyfriend?"

Happiness clearly took over him, blood rushed to his now red hot cheeks as he grinned from ear to ear.

"YES!! of course I will" he screamed and he once again, leapt back into my arms.