I describe my happiness as being with my best friend. No one else can make me smile as much as he does. I haven't laughed so much with others as I have done with him. On the other hand, no one has ever made me yell so loud as he have. We've been fighting and expressed hatred towards each other, but luckily we always forgive and forget. That's how it has always been, ever since we became friends in sixth grade.
Now we're both 19, and we share a nice house in Sacramento. Our days consists mostly of playing video-games, which we both love. Sometimes he wins and he rubs it in my face. That's never funny, but I take my revenge when I hit the gold spot. Everything was perfect, until that one day..
You were visiting your girlfriend, Kristin.
"Hey, Ian! I'm heading to Kristin's place. I'll see you later!" he yelled.
"Okay, Ant. Drive carefully, so I don't have to pick up your rests of the asphalt. It's too much work, you don't want to make a mess.." I replied.
"I'll be okay, mom!"
"Bye bye, sweetie!" I said and pulled the joke even further by waving like a woman and giving him a blow kiss. He smiled and shook his head because of how weird I am. Normal day at our place.
"Bye, Ian!" He said and waved while he walked out of the door. I waved in return. Then I heard an engine start and he drove off.
I'm alone.
I turned on the TV and sat down on the couch. I quickly switched through all the channels and concluded there were nothing to watch. After a short time, I decided to watch season 3 of "The Walking Dead". I inserted the first disc and got comfortable in the couch.
After the intro of the episode, my phone started ringing. My ringtone was "Panic Attack!" by the Fall of Troy, Anthony's favourite band. Mine now too, after he introduced me to their music a while back. This was my favourite song for sure.
I looked at the screen. It showed a goofy picture of Anthony and the text "Padildo" above. I pressed "answer" and lifted the HTC up to my ear.
"Hey, Anthony! What's up?"
"Am I talking to Ian?" an unfamiliar women's voice called in the other end. It wasn't Kristin, then who would have Anthony's phone?!
"Yes. Who the hell is this? And why do you have Anthony's phone?" I replied with a suspicious tone.
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Authors Note: So that was the first part of my first fanfic ever published! It was originally a text I wrote on an exam in my own language (Norwegian, if you're curious). I was proud of it, so I decided to translate it (myself. No Google Translate was used, I promise! That sh*t doesn't work anyway..) and upload it here :D I really hope whoever is reading this, enjoy it. I don't really know how many parts it will be eventually, but probably not more than ten.. (Maybe? We'll just have to wait and see..) AND I just want to say that I might not update very often the following weeks because of exams and stuff, but I will update! I promise!
PS: This fanfic will be about them, if they weren't YouTubers. I haven't read much of those types of fanfics so I wanted to try it out ;) And please don't use this story for own purposes, I'm so sick of people taking credit for others work.
~RandomUniCorny ;3
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You Are My Happiness (Ianthony)
FanfictionIan and Anthony are 19 years old. They share a house and spend almost all their time together, until that one day.. ((PS: This story is written as if they never started Smosh.))