six boys, one channel

Paisyn's POV

it was the morning after me and Kian solved are little thingy dingy. I was jamming out to 'marry me' by Jason Derulo. Trevor suddenly bursts through my bed room door and started jumping on my bed singing and jamming out with me.

"HONEY, IM HOOOOME!" I heard Kian yell from downstairs as he entered the house.

apparently Kian could hear me and Trevor jamming and jumping from downstairs because he came through my door a few seconds later.

"hey paisy! what are you-" he said, jaw dropping and coming in with a video camera facing towards Trevor and I.

I started cracking up with still trying to sing 'marry me'. it was all really funny because he was vlogging the hole thing.

"this is so going in the vlog! guys this is what I come home to, my crazy ass girlfriend and my little bro jumping up and down on the bed and singing horribly to 'marry me'... WITHOUT ME!" Kian said whipping the camera around to face him.

I started laughing histarically until I couldn't godless myself up anymore and my legs gave out under me. I hit the bed and bounced up a bit. lord. my life is crazy!

"isn't it ironic that Kian comes in right when you are jamming out to 'marry me'?" Trevor asked looking at me and winking at Kian.

my face went to one that looked like I just got smacked in the face and I stopped laughed automatically. blunt.

"ahahahahahaha! your face pais! and that weird..." Kian said smirking at me.

"damn, that was blunt." I said looking at Trevor and giggling and running down the stairs.

I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a glass plate opening the fridge and looking for the leftover pizza from last night.

could me and Kian actually last?

like til' marriage? that's kinda crazy to think about. what if what Trevor said gives Kian ideas? I mean I love the boy more than food.... well almost. he's the runner up. no, but that kid is my world. I could see me spending my life with him... wait, CONNOR shit, why is Connor in my future? no, no, no. we can't kiss, what the fuck?

"paisyn?"

"shit!" I screamed, coming out of my day dream, dropping the glass plate that was once in my hand but now shattered all over the floor.

"are you okay? you seem frizzle frazzled!" Kian said smiling at me.

"yah, fine." I said with a blank stare, bending down to pick up the glass pieces.

"oww, fuck!" I whispered under my breathe.

"here let me do it." Kian said tip toeing over to me and picking up and placing me on the counter.

Kian started picking up the glass shards. once done Kian stood inbetween my legs and lifted up my hand, examining my fragile, bleeding hand.

"let's fix you up!" he said as cheerfully as he could, although, I could tell it was forced.

I smiled weakly at him as he ran water into the sink and put my finger under it. I winced at the painful sensation in my finger.

my mind again wondered to the thoughts and day dreams I had only a few minutes ago. Connor can't be in my love life down the road. Kian is supposed to be there. where is he?! this scares me, it really does.

"pais?" Kian says ripping me out of my day dreams once more.

"yah KiKi?" I said snapping out of my blank stare and looking over at him.