Torn [Smosh Fanfiction]

Chapter 4- Unexpected Guest

Ian's POV

Our faces got closer and closer, I looked straight into her deep blue eyes.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming from the other room. Startled, I pushed my body away from Samantha's. Pushing so far, she fell on the floor.

I cringed, "Are you okay?!"

"Yea, I guess."

I walked over to help Samantha up. I leaned over to help her get back to her feet.

"Getting a little comfortable there are we?" said a voice that scared me so much I dropped Samantha right back on the ground, right in the middle of trying to help her up. I heard the thump of Samantha's body hitting the ground and cringed again.

The voice was the voice of my ex-highschool girlfriend, Kalel Cullen.

I leaned back over and helped Samantha back to her feet

"Why are you even here?!" I snapped.

"Anthony asked me to come help your little friend shop."

I cringed. The thought of Kalel going anywhere with Samantha made me want to vomit.

Anthony walked in the room, brushing his hand furiously through his hair.

"Both Mari and Melissa were busy, I hope it's okay I had Kalel come instead."

"It's fine," whispered Samantha, her head parallel to her feet. "I'm going to go take a shower real quick."

"Alright." Ian and I Answered in unison.

Anthony's POV

Samantha walked to the bathrrom.

"Thanks for coming on such short notice," I said, smiling at Kalel.

I found it kind of weird. I had a crush on Kalel since high school, but ever sense I met Samantha, she hadn't passed through my mind once.

"It was no problem, really."

I looked over at Ian, he was once again staring at Kalel. I wasn't as jealous of him as I used to be for having dated her. I finally had a sense of closure, a new love interest. And nobody would stand in the way of me and Samantha.

Then it hit me.

I thought back to when we first saw Samantha, how Ian looked at her. How he talked to her so kindly and meaningfully, how he made her breakfast, and that bitch never makes anyone breakfast.

Did Ian like Samantha?

What if he did, but he couldn't possibly like Samantha, could he? That continued to run through my mind for about 15 minutes in the unusual silence of the room.

The silence was broken with the beep of a watch.

"God damn it! We are going to be late for the smosh shoot, we have to go!" Said Ian as he stumbled to put on his jacket. He groaned, "Kalel, can you stay here and wait for Samantha to get out of the shower, then take her to the mall?"

"I guess."

"And don't touch anything."

"What, afraid I'm gonna find your stash of playboys?"

"Can you just promise?"

"Whatever."

Ian groaned, walking out the door, me following close behind.

Samantha's POV-

The shower felt good against my gritty skin. I hadn't properly bathed in ages.

But it was hard to enjoy it when Kristin, or Kalel or whatever, was in the house.

I got out of the shower and dried off to the best of my ability. I opened the door to see Krist- Kalel standing in my way.

"I know your secret."

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ik this was late lol im sorry

ik it was kinda short too.

the next chapter will be longer

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