I wake up at 6am to a call from sister, Danni. She must’ve forgotten the time difference.
“Hello?” I said hoarsely, since I just woke up.
“Hey! Oh my god, sorry, I forgot it’s like 6 there. Anyways… Guess what?”
“What?” I said whilst sitting up.
“Momma said I could come and see you!!”
“Really? When?”
“Ummm…… Today? I’m sorry! I really should’ve told you. I just kept forgetting and yeah. I really am sorry.” She continued to mumble apologies.
“It’s fine, what time are you getting here?”
“Noon?”
“Okay, I’ll be there.”
“Thank you thank you thank you!”
“No problem, well I guess I’ll see you later, bye.”
“Bye, love you!”
“Love you too.” I ended the call.
Since I was awake, I decided to text Ian, even though he might still be sleeping.
Hey, I have to pick up my sister at the airport later today, would you mind driving me? x
I doubted he would reply, so I got up, turned on my light and walked into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and realized I was still in Ian’s shirt. I looked like crap. I washed my face and fixed my hair (by “fixing”, I mean just brushing out the knots). I saw my phone light up, and I half-expected it to be Danni texting me or some notification from Twitter, but it was actually Ian.
Sure, no problem. What time? x
Around noon is when her plane comes in, I believe… So, leave around 10:30 or 11?x
Shortly afterwards, he replied, That’s fine. I know it’s early, but can I come over? Sounds creepy, I know, but just wondering?x
Hmm, sure. I’m not really doing anything right now, so yeah. That’s fine. c: x
Okay, I’ll be there in a few minutes.x
‘In a few minutes’, while I look like this? Oh god. Well, I guess I might as well clean up the house a bit before he gets here. I picked up some of the left over boxes and cleaned up my room. Next thing I knew, there was a knock on my door. Shit, I’m still not dressed. Oh well.
I opened the door and invited Ian inside. “Excuse my appearance” I chuckled.
“Well, I think you still look beautiful.” Ian said as he came closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. “Good morning.” He looked down smiling.
I looked up at him, biting my lip slightly. “So, how come you’re up so early?”
“Never slept.”
“Ah.”
“Sooo, tell me about your sister. What’s she like?”
“Well, she’s 14, quite the fangirl, and very sweet. She’s also known to be a smartass at times.”
“Does she know about me?”
“You as a person, or ‘us’?”
“Both.”
“Yes and no. She knows who you are, but not about us.”
“And you said that she’s a fangirl?”
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Could it Be You? (Smosh Fanfic)
FanfictionA simple Florida girl moves to Sacramento and meets and falls in love with a famous Youtuber. She doesn't know who they are at first, but what she does know is that she is falling harder and harder for him.
