The next day Ian had awoke for the sunlight peeking through the curtains which pointed to him. He groaned at the brightness and shut his eyes blocking it out the best he could. He stayed in bed for quite awhile before forcing himself to get up. After minutes of procrastination he managed to get out of bed and began to get ready for the day.
He sat up for a minute and then stood up out of bed and began to make his way to his bathroom. He glanced into the mirror and saw of how much of a mess he was.
He noticed his bed hair all messy, the bags underneath his eyes, and his frown. Ian was the insecure type and didn't like many things about himself, but he tried to not let those kind of things get to him. Or anything related to those touchy topics.
Because he knew if he turned into a depressed teen, letting all of his insecurities get to him, his family would seem his as a disgrace. Saying how it would ruin their family repetition, having that one 'depressed' son even though he's surrounded by a bunch of money bags, and well known brand products.
Of course being in such a rich, well-known family there was labels. The moms were well known as the gold diggers, the fathers are well known as the cheaters. For their sons, or daughters, there were known either as they stuck up, posh bitch, or the too kind shy kid.
The 'stuck up, posh bitch' of course is the one who brags about everything they got to anyone. Trying to make it seem they're all that, and stuff. Then the 'too kind shy kid' is the one who hates how things are for them, the ones who want to be a normal teen.
It seems like as if it was some kind of cliche movie or story, but it was the truth.
Ian sighed before heading the shower and turning it on. He let the water run for a while, waiting for it to warm up. He then got his clothes he would wear for the day and trudged back to the shower.
He stripped his clothes off his body and then stepped inside. He flinched as the warm water came into contact with his skin, but then got used to it. He felt at ease with the water running down his body, it relaxed him and he needed to be relaxed from all the stress he has.
Soon that relaxation was cut short when he heard his mother knocking on the door, "Ian honey, i'm leaving to work! Your father is already gone, and Dave will be here soon!" "Okay!" Ian replied from the shower.
Dave was just someone they hired to teach Ian about 'art'. He usually helps teach Ian how to paint and stuff. Ian didn't hate art, it was just something that was force for him to do.
His parents never asked him what he wanted to be when he was older. They just basically told him what he'd be doing for the rest of his life until he dies. They took the phrase of having the perfect child seriously.
They never thought about what Ian wanted to be, maybe he wanted to be an actor, or a singer, maybe a fashion designer, or a famous internet person. They just basically told him he was going to be practicing art and that they hope his artworks will be in a museum one day.
Ian then turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, wrapping his wet body in a towell before getting dressed.
Of course he had to where formal clothing no matter what, and that consist of trousers, a button up, and a sweater over it. His parents would never let him where what he wants, he couldn't wear skinny jeans and band tee or something, it was always formal clothing he had to wear.
Ian fixed his hair before heading downstairs, he saw Dave already setting up the canvases outside on the balcony. Once Dave walked back in he saw Ian and smiled, "Hey Ian How are you?" He said and walked over giving Ian a small hug.
"Good, what are we doing today?" Ian asked. "We are going to paint the sky!" Dave said excitedly walking back out to the balcony. Ian followed him and saw paint, canvases, and chairs all set out on the balcony.
"Are you ready?" Dave said looking at Ian. Ian just nodded and walked over to a canvas. He sat down and watched as Dave grabbed some paint, squeezing some out onto a paint tray. He told Ian to do the same and helped him mixing a few colors. He of course made Ian sketch out a few things before they started, and corrected him whenever he messed up.
During the time they were painting Ian listened to Dave babble about how amazing the sky looked and how it would looked even better in their paintings.
A few minutes later Dave rushed back in the house to use the restroom leaving Ian alone painting.
As Ian was painting he heard a noise from across the street. He stopped in his tracks and walked closer to see what was happening. He heard arguing and it came from no other than the boy who helped Ian home last night. Anthony.
"Whatever just go!" He heard Anthony shout at two strangers and soon enough they walked away. Anthony continued to make his way up the street before Ian heard Dave come back.
"Im back!" Dave shouted and saw Ian leaning against the balcony gate. Anthony must of heard because as soon Dave said that he looked up too see Ian.
"Ian? What are you doing?' Dave questioned and Ian quickly turned back and was lost in his words. "Uh, I was just-um, getting a closer look!! that's all," Ian smiled innocently. "Uh don't you think that tree looks more darker than the paint we got?" Ian said before Dave can question him any further.
"Hmm, its just the lighting," Dave said raising a brow. "Oh okay, just making sure," Ian said and went back to his canvas to finish up his painting.
"So," Dave said as he stroked his brush side to side on his canvas. "Have you met anyone in the neighborhood?" Dave asked. Ian stiffed and Dave must've saw, "Meet some new people?"
"Uh not really," Ian said and focused on his painting as if it was going to get him out of the awkward conversation they were having. "Why were you asking?" Ian asked. "Just wondering," Dave said keeping his gaze on his painting. "That's all," He said.
Ian just nodded and began to finish his painting. He knew Dave knew something, and if he did he would totally go and tell Ian's parents, so Ian will have to forget about that one night with Anthony to stay out of trouble.
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Opposites attract || Ianthony AU
Fanfictioninspired by rags meets riches lashton au by @Larry_Lashton . main story plot idea goes to her. Ian Hecox is a rich, and well educated boy. One night he wanders about and meets someone different, his name is Anthony Padilla. You know what they say...