Meant to Be (Smosh/Ian Hecox Fanfiction)

Chapter 3: Liar Liar Pants on Fire

~Addison's POV~

Now that I've found Ian I never want to leave his side again. It's been a week since I ran into him at the coffee shop and had my panic attack. Throughout the whole week we are joined at the hip. The only time we are apart is when I'm sleeping or when they shoot videos. Thats where Ian and Anthony are now. When I go home to take showers Ian even goes with me and waits at the bathroom door. I barely go home. They brought the old blow up mattress out from the garage and Ive been sleeping on that in the guest bedroom. In fact I'm laying on it right now. I dont really want to get up unless Ian is with me. Now that I think about it, Ian has been spending far more time with me this past week than Anthony. Ian and I have been catching up on eachothers lives since we havent talked to eachother in over a month. When I tell him details about Dylan he gets really upset. He balls his fists and bites his lip. I refuse to let him call the cops about Dylan. I can tell he wants to so badly. Dylan has already warned me about telling the police about him. Lets just say he knows a few people and he guarantees my life won't be so pretty after they get ahold of me. Or shall I say what will be left of my life when they get a hold of me. And there is no telling what will happen to Ian. I don't tell him all that though.

It feels nice to just lay in my bed and think about things. Not have to worry about Dylan. I haven't been able to just relax for probably over a year. I've always been cautious of Dylan that it was virtually impossible to. Good thing my boss is nice enough to let me take a few days off work. Not to mention I literally just left my work when I had my panic attack without her telling me to the other day. She's such a sweet old lady. I told her about my mom dying, but she didn't know about Dylan and Ian. She thinks I'm just depressed about my mom's death. Whenever I left with Ian carrying me out of the coffee shop the old couple who were watching me must have told her that he was or used to be my boyfriend. I know this because when my boss called me before she hung up she asked how I was doing with my boyfriend. I didn't tell her he wasn't my boyfriend because it would be to hard to explain our relationship and why I freaked out when he came through the door of the shop. It was just easier to say he was ok and get on with the conversation. Speaking of Ian I hear someone open the door as my long train of thoughts are broken. I spring up out of bed and run to the door.

"Hey, somebody looks cheerful today!" Anthony says as he holds out his arms to hug me. Ian puts a huge bag of M and M's on the table.

"Oh, my favorite!" I say and reach for them. Ian swatts my hand away playfully.

"Who says you get any?" he jokes.

"Well, I say I get some!" I say. Then Anthony snatches it off the counter and tosses it to me.

"Aha!" I say holding it up in the air. Ian tries to get it from me but I pass it to Anthony before he can get close.

"No fair!" Ian cries. We all laugh and Anthony tosses it back to me. This time I don't catch it. I dive for it and grab it. Ian gets to me quicker and wraps one arm around me not letting me escape.

"Anthony help!" I cry laughing.

"No! If you take one more step towards her I'm going to tickle her!" he says dramatically and he poses his hand to my stomach making it look like he was going to tickle me. I make a load gasp and so does Anthony. "All I want is the M and M's."

"Never!" I say. And toss them to Anthony hoping he would let go of me.

He must have guessed why I had thrown it because he says "You tried to trick me! You thought I'd let go of you? Well you were wrong!" He then tickles me and I squeal and squirm. "Hand them over!" Ian says to Anthony.

"Don't do it, Anthony! Go on without me!" I say dramatically.

"Fine! Have it your way!" Ian says and scoops me up quickly and carries me over to the couch. Then he lightly tosses me on it making me bounce up in the air a little bit. He throws himself at me and pins me down while he's on top of me. He tickles me all over. I laugh and cry and scream and squeal. The whole time Ian has an evil laugh. I plead for him to stop, but he doesn't. "Want to give me the M and M's now?"