Adopted. -Smosh Fan Fic- ✔COMPLETED

Confessions

I am dying... Not literally, but I have a headache... And all I can eat is soup and toast. I glance over to my clock... 12pm. Great. I am going to sleep. Right... NOW!! No, wait. I can't sleep. Why? I like sleeping? Maybe if I think about school, then I can fall asleep... Zzzzz. Yeah.. Thats not working....

Anthony's POV

Walking home from school without Lia isn't as fun. She can get reay annoying sometimes, but she is quite funny. Okay, I'm rambling on.

"Could you give this to Lia?" Ian askes, breaking me out of my rambling zone.

"What is it?" I reply.

"Just.. Something..." Ian trails off.

"Do you want me to say its from you?"

"Yes... I mean, no. I mean-"

"I'll tell her its from someone. Anyway. Its too early for Valentine's day, mate. We haven't celebrated Christmas yet!"

"Right.. Christmas..."

"She is free on Christmas, y'know."

"Who?"

"Lia!"

"What?! No. I'm not that obses- I mean, why would I want that?" I laugh as Ian says this. If Lia doesn't know that Ian likes her, then I might as well be a girl. Maybe I should tell her...

"See ya!" Ian says quickly and walks down his drive.

"Dude! Did you want me to give her the paper?" I call.

"Yes!" He walks over to me and hands me the paper. "But no opening it!" I nod and walk back home. Should I open this? No. Ian would kill me... But what Ian doesn't know won't kill him. Much.

I open the paper, and close it. I can't look at this. I sigh as I walk up to the front door. Opening the door, I see Lia laying on the couch, a bit like a starfish.

"I'm DYINGGG!!" She shouts.

"Good." I laugh.

"Well hello to you too!" She cries sarcastically. "Whats that?" She points to the paper. "Awww, Anthony has a love note! How disgusting. Who'd ever like you?"

"Its for you actually." Her face drops.

"Who is it from?"

"I dunno. One of my mates said to me to give it to you." I hand her the paper. "What does it say?"

"Oi... This is addressed to me, not you. Go away!" She throws a pillow at me.

"Okay! I'm going!" I say as I throw the pillow back at her and walk off to my room.

Lia's POV (You know the drill. Staying w/ hers)

I examine (oh my gosh! Posh word) the paper. It is folded in half, with 'To Lia' written on it. I slowly open it. I am scared, as there might be a snake inside... But I doubt that. Or a monster could eat me. Or a tarantula could crawl out. I put the note down, and carry on watching Pokémon. This show is so addictive! I get up from the couch to go pee. And then I start humming the Pokémon theme tune. As I walk upstairs, Anthony appears.

"I thought you died!" He says.

"I needed to pee! You can't rush dying. And I was watching TV." I walk into the bathroom.

"Hey, I was going in there!" Anthony exclaims.

"Perfect excuse for me to take twice as long then! Ha!" I laugh. I pee and all that jazz, and then look around the bathroom. I can take as much time, as the commericals are on.

"Lia! TV show has started!" Anthony calls from downstairs. I unlock the door and run downstairs, nearly tripping over Anthony's school bag. I run into the lounge, to find Anthony changing channels.

"Hey! I was watching Pokémon!" I exclaim.

"And I needed the toilet, but who stole that?" He smirks.

"The toilet is free. Can I carry on watching TV please?" I beg

"Hmmm... I might invite Ian round and we can both watch the TV." He teases and picks up the phone. He dials Ians number and puts it on loudspeaker.

"Hello?" Ian says.

"Hey dude. Do you want to come over and watch TV?" Anthony askes.

"I have a TV at mine. I am perfectly capable of switching it on."

"Please?"

"Why?"

"Because I-"

"Because Anthony is a big meanie and wants to torture me from missing my show!" I butt in.

"Shut up Lia!" Anthony pushes me playfully.

"I thought you were ill, Lia? Not watching TV." Ian says.

"ANTHONY!!!! Turn the TV on! I'm missing Pokémon!!!" I yell and hit him. Anthony gives up and hands me the remote and goes talking to Ian. I switch on Pokémon and remember that letter someone gave me. I go over to where I left it and open it. Immediately, I reconizge the handwriting.

"Anthony. Pass me the phone. Now" I say as I read the letter.

He passes me the phone, with Ian still on the other end.

"I need to talk to you." I say.

"Go ahead." He says.

"In private... Please."

"Meet me in the park."

"In ten minutes.. I want to eat some real food other that soup."

"Okay." I pass the phone back to Anthony.

I walk into the kitchen and make myself a sandwich. I then go upstairs to change out of my pyjamas. By the time I have changed and eaten my sandwich, I need to leave. It's still light outside, sort of. Oh well, the park isn't too far away.

I walk to the park and see Ian, waiting.

"Why do you want to speak to me in private?" He askes.

"Did you write this?" I ask, holding out the paper with writing on which Anthony gave to me.

"How did you find out? Did Anthony tell you?"

"No. I found out myself by looking at your handwriting."

"Okay. I wrote it."

"Okay..."

"Why did you want to say that in private?" He askes. How I love solving problems.

"You know when Anthony punched you around the face, and you Mom thought that we were going out. Before Anthony came and stuff, you said something... Which you said was 'I love ewes'. What did you actually say?" I ask. Don't ask me how I found all this stuff out, but whenever I am ill, my brain works out stuff.

Ian stammers for a bit, trying to find the right words to say, before he says it straight.

"I said: 'I love you'." He says.

"So... You love me?"

"Yeah... I guess."

"Just don't do an Anthony." I point out.

"What?"

"Basically, don't just randomly kiss me."

"I'm not planning to anytime soon." Ian reassures. Then it sinks in. Ian just said he loved me.

"Woah... You just said you loved me... Woah." I say.

"Catch up." He laughs.

"Does Anthony know?"

"He's known for quite awhile..."

"Seriously?" Quite awhile is a long time for me... Which means that Ian has liked me for quite awhile...

A/N

Yay!! I felt in the mood for writing... And have been writing for one hour. Fun! Hope you like it!! I wanna write more.. Maybe for tomorrow!

Nat xoxo