No Homo (An Ianthony Fanfic)

Chap 12: If Only

~Anthony's POV~

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuck! Where is my diary? It can't just disappear! I check my suitcase for what seems like the hundredth time. I dump all the stuff onto the floor but there's no sign of the diary. I'm freaking out. I try to remember the last time I dealt with it.

Okay so that night, I had been writing when I dozed off. After dinner, I wrote again and just kind of left it there beside my pillow. And then I fell asleep...again. A sad sigh escapes my lips. I left it in Sacramento. Damn it! But wait...didn't Ian check our rooms before we headed out to make sure we had taken all our stuff. How could I be so careless! I mentally facepalm at my stupidity. What if he read it?! My eyes widen at the scary thought and I shake my head to clear my thoughts (which sounds stupid but it actually helps).

I have to ask him. But I can't. I'm too embarrassed. The only reason I need to write at this exact moment is because my head feels like it's gonna explode again. I woke up at 4 in the morning because of a rock hard erection I got as a result of having a wet dream about my best friend. This whole thing is getting out of hand. I hardly remember the dream except for small portions - Ian moaning my name as I place sloppy kisses down his neck, rubbing his sides. Only if the dream wasn't such a blur. I know that Ian moaning my name in pure pleasure is something I can only fantasize about. Oh how I wish for his touch...his warm skin againt my chest, my lips pressed against his soft luscious ones...his skillful hands making me whimper in pleasure...

FUCK

I try to distract myself but to no avail. I give up trying to forget about it and try to fall asleep. Fail. All I can do is lie in bed and think about how perfect Ian is and how different things would be if he were mine. If only...

०A Few Hours Later०

I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning in bed but I couldn't. I check the watch - 9.23 am. I should get ready...Ian's supposed to pick me up so we could go to the Smosh Games HQ 'cause my car is at the service centre. Oh man how am I supposed to face him? After what I saw in the dream, I'll never be able to look him in the eyes.

I hop out and make me way to the bathroom for a shower. Today we'll be playing Just Dance for Game Bang. I wish I had cherished the moment last time when I got to dance with Ian...I hope we lose again. I look at my towel wrapped naked self in the mirror and let out a small whistle. I have to admit I look really sexy. I choose a simple teal t-shirt with a cute doodle print (sorry I'm bad at describing clothes) and set my hair to look as hot as possible. I don't know if Ian can ever love me or not...but I sure as hell can try to make him fall for me. I giggle at my childishness. As if on cue the bell rings as I am straightening the last of my hair. I take one last look at myself and feel proud of how good I look.

"Hey good morning" I say grinning, a slight blush on my cheeks. The smile vanishes in a second when I see the guilt on his face and the diary in his hands.
Fuck

"Umm-uh-w-what's that?" I kick myself internally for stuttering. And then Ian does the unthinkable.

A/N
Ooooh cliffhanger :>
In other news, GUYS!! I have over 500 reads I'm so happy ^_^ I thought I'd never even reach 10! This is so awesome and thank you so much to everyone who read my crappy fanfic :) and I'll try to make my chapters longer so stay tuned!

Oh and you can probably guess what the "unthinkable" is so it's not that great of a cliffhanger. Hint: they don't have sex. Or do they..? *wink wink*