Meant to Be (Smosh/Ian Hecox Fanfiction)

Chapter 6: The Dream that Changed the Game

--A WEEK LATER--

~Addison's POV~

I lean against Jack as he wraps his arms around me. I look across the football stadium. (American football) There are tons of cheering people everywhere. "TOUCHDOWN!" The announcer shouts. The crowd roars and we stand up clapping. I turn towards Jack and he puts his hands on the back of my neck and head, and he pulls me in. We kiss long and hard making my insides melt with happiness. But when I pull back he's not Jack anymore. He's Ian. Something unusual comes over me, and I take his face in my hands and kiss him passionately. The colorful fireworks bang and pop. They light up the dark sky above us. But I'm not paying attention to the amazing fireworks. I'm too busy paying attention to Ian's amazing lips. My fingers tangle in his long brown hair. His hands slide down to my hips. We both pull back panting. He brings his hand up to my face and cups my cheek with his hand. He rubs my cheek with his thumb making it tingle. The feeling rushes down my neck and flows throughout the rest of my body. His sparkling blue eyes stare into my deep gray ones. "I've always wanted to kiss you," I say smiling. He disappears out of thin air. Then I'm shaken awake.

"What the hell Addi! You were making out with your pillow!" Kalel says. She spent the night last night at my place since the boys had to wake up early to shoot a video. I guess that means it was only a dream. It's the first time I haven't had a nightmare about Dylan in a long time. But why would I dream about kissing Ian? I can see why I'd kiss Jack. He's my ex-boyfriend. We were dating in high school for almost two years. We were so happy together that everybody swore we would get married some day. We might still be together if his parents hadn't moved away. We tried a long distance relationship, but it didn't work well. He was afraid I was cheating on him with Ian. It seems like everybody thought that I was dating him. Sure we did some gestures that seemed kind of flirty, but we never had a romantic relationship. We were just really close friends. I had that kiss with Jack at our high school football stadium. I don't know why I dreamed about kissing Ian. I never thought of him like that before.

When I replay it in my mind I get that same fuzzy feeling I had when I was asleep. And his lips... Oh god his lips were perfect... Then my thoughts are interrupted by Kalel saying "ADDI?! Hello, you in there? Are you going to speak to me?" She laughs. I snap back to the real world. "What were you dreaming about?" Do I tell her or not tell her? I learned over the years that I can trust her with anything. And I'm pretty freaked out right now. I want to talk to somebody but I don't know if talking to Ian would be best in this situation...

"Well..." I start.

"Spit it out. You have to tell me now. " I contemplate on telling her. Maybe I could make up a lie, but she would probably be able to tell if I did lie. "Was it about Ian?" she says slowly.

I look at her with wide eyes. "How did you know?!" I ask not believing she knew it was about Ian.

Then she says excitedly "So you do like him?! I knew it! This is great Ian is going to be so hap-" but then I cut her off.

"No no no! I didn't mean 'how did you know I liked him'; I was talking about 'how did you know that's what my dream was about?' I don't like Ian like that. You know I don't," I say.

"Oh, well you're wrong about that. I think you do like him more than a friend. I think you're in love with him!" she says winking.

"NO!" I say a little more annoyed then I meant for it to sound. I really don't like him like that. And now Kalel thinks I love him too. It kind of frustrates me. How come everybody thinks we belong together or something? I'm sick of it.

"Then explain why you were dreaming about kissing him." Now that's a good question. Why was I anyway? I search my brain for an answer. I come up with nothing. This worries me though, but I don't know why.

I look down to the ground as I feel confused. "I don't know." I say softly and quietly. "All I know is that when I think about him kissing me... I... I feel... Different..." I say and then look her in the eyes. "That doesn't mean I like him though... does it?" I don't want to fall in love with Ian. I've always been aware how attractive he is, but I've never really thought about being more than friends with him before. What if I accidentally tell him and things between us get awkward. No. I'm wrong. Things between us will never be awkward. We will be friends forever. I'm stupid to think that. And I'm stupid to think that I would ever fall in love with Ian.

"Just do what your heart tells you to do." She says.

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---LATER THAT DAY AT ADDISON'S WORK---

I run around the coffee shop doing a few last things before I leave. I've spent all day trying to push the thoughts of loving Ian out of mind. I don't like him like that, and I never will. As if on cue, I hear the bell above the door jingle signaling someone has entered the shop. Crap. It's Ian. How am I suppose to stop thinking about him if he's right in front of me? "Hey Addi!" His smile suddenly brightens the room. "Wanna go for lunch? We are shooting a lunchtime video today and we wanted to know if you would be in it!"

"Maybe... But I still have five minutes left until I can leave." Then Sheryl, my elderly boss, enters. Double crap. She thinks Ian and I are dating. I haven't told Ian that either.

"Hello there! Ian right?" She asks sweetly. I cringe at the thought of Sheryl saying something about Ian and I dating.

"Yep!" He replies. This could be bad. I walk over to him.

"So are you here to take her out on a date?" She nudges him lightly and winks.

"No, just lunch. Nothing special." Ian says smiling. I inch closer to him. We are now side by side.

"But don't you think a beautiful girlfriend like her deserves something a little nicer than 'just lunch'?" Fuck. Ian looks so confused. I laugh lightly at this.

I get even closer to him. I do the only thing I can think of to cover this up. I stand on my tippy-toes and lean in close to his ear. I quickly whisper "Just go with it." Before I kiss his cheek.

He blushes redder than a tomato, and Sheryl smiles wide. I quickly look around to see if the few people here saw. I don't want any drama on the Smosh channel. Nobody seems to be paying any attention to us though. I think we are safe. "Oh you don't have to be embarrassed! I think it's cute." Sheryl says. Then he slips his hand into mine. All those feelings I felt this morning come running back. The butterflies return to my stomach. I can't help but love how our hands fit so perfectly together. No! Stop thinking this. You don't like Ian like that. I have a miniature war with myself as Sheryl and Ian talk to each other.

"Well, you can have her. Go on you too. Have lunch." She smiles at the two of us.

"Thank you." I tell her, and we head for the door hand in hand.

Just as we open the door and the little bell jingles she stops us. "Oh, and boy?" she says to Ian.

"Yeah?" Ian asks with an unbelievably large grin on his face.

"Take good care of her, you hear?" she says.

"I always will, ma'am," he says making my heart warm. We walk out the door, but when we get out of Sheryl's sight our hands stay locked together.