trust :: a noah grossman fanfic

new beginnings

driving sucks, well when you get terribe motion sickness. yea, im so excited to see courtney, one of my closest childhood friends, but the 24 hour drive wasnt so exciting. i pulled into her appartnent complex parking lot and got out of the car, anxious to see court and her roomate, who apperently has weird lady hair. i got up to the door and knocked twice. the door flew open and courtneys face lit up.
"anna! i didnt think youd get here so fast!"
"hey court, nice to see you too." i laugh to myself
"you look tired, come inside." courtney invites me into her decent size appartment. i walk i side and see a tall, buff man with silver hair standing in the kitchen
"anna, this is my roomate wes and wes this is anna." courtney gestures to me
"courts told alot of stories about you. welcome!" wes tell me
"thank you wes," i say before courtney pulls me into her room.
"so how was the car ride?"
"it sucked ass, i dont do driving well, but im glad im here." i sigh and put my bags down in her room.
"so, you wouldnt tell me over text, so why did you leave for cali so fast?" court asked. i feel the anxiety building up in me just having to tell this story.
"well lets just say it all turned to hell real quick. first, the day i turned 19 my parents literally kicked me out, so i went to live with my boyfriend-at-the-time. he was amazing to live with at first, but after 2 months things got out of hand. he started to drink, alot. he would yell at me for things i didnt do, and i would let it slide. he was literally all i had. i stayed there for 3 months while he was verbally abusing me. then one night, 2 nights ago, actually, he was drinking as usual, but this time he didnt yell at me, he hit me. hard. then he threw things at me, like the glass bottle he had drank beer from, and intentionally hurt me. i just couldnt take it. i cant take it, so here i am." i felt tears starting to stream down my face.
"that was brave of you leaving, anna. you can stay here as long as you need." courtney said, sympathy filling her green eyes.
"thank you so much, court. i just need to get my mind off all of the shit happening lately."
"you should come to the smoffice anna! were not doing anything but filming ssss tomorrow and you maybe can get a job! ill text ian and anthony tonight to see if you could come along!"
"court..."
"anna, your gonna love it." courtney cuts me off.
i dont do good with new people, well see how tomorrow goes down.

5:34 am
courtney barges into their guest room, that they so greatfully gave me to sleep in.
"c'mon anna get up! were leaving at 7."
"can i shower court?" i ask, i need to wash off my motion sickness
"sure, you can use the one by my room."
i hop out of bed and grab an outfit (pic above) thats not too trashy and get into the shower. i finish up showering and put in some light makeup, just some foundation, highlight and some mascara. i throw my hair into a messy bun and step out of the bathroom.
"lookin good girly, now lets go. i want to get some coffee before heading to the smoffice." courtney says as she pulls me out of the her appartment.
"so, who smoffice?" i ask. courtney looks at me for a solid second and burst out laughing.
"we call our office the smoffice. its the smosh-office, anna. smosh is the company i film videos for." courtney informs me on all of the names and some faces of the 'smosh crew' she calls it. we pull into a starbucks and i order a green tea. "youre such a basic bitch, anna."
"says the hoe who just ordered a caramel fucking FRAPPECHINO!!" i laugh and yell at her playfully.
we were telling jokes and laughing when courtney pulls into a parking lot of a decent sized building and gets out of the car. i follow.
"were going into our office first." she says. i expexted boring ass cubicles but there was a room with 5 desks and beanbags. there were 2 people in the room. one girl who looked to be asian and a buff guy wearing a beanie.
"anna, this is olivia," pointing to the girl, "and shayne." pointing to the guy.
"well, hi there." i say. god im so awkward.
"hey anna, courts said alot of good things about you." olivia says
"yea you seem pretty funny from what she says." shayne adds.
great. now i have expectations to reach.
"well if you call self deprecation joke funny then youve come to the right girl." i say
"did someone say self depreciation? " a tall brunette with glasses says and walks in with a black man next to him.
"yea. noah and keith, this is anna, my childhood friend." courtney introduces me once again, bringing me into a side hug.
"yea, i think ive seen you online?" noah says. shit, that means hes seen my youtube. i only had around 4,000 subs and gave that up a while ago.
"heh, yea i forgot that was a thing. i did singing covers and that was about it. i havnt uploaded in like 3 months" i say rubbing th back of my neck.
"we should film a video for you channel!" courtney suggested . i gave her a death glare, but the others agreed so i guess i needed too.
"hey yall!" i say at courtneys vlog camera "yea, yea its been a long time..."
"*cough* 3 months *cough cough*" courtney says.
"shuT UP!! yea its been 3 months but im back bitches with none other then the SMOSH SQUAADD!" i hear woo-hoos and hoos behind me. "yea im just checkin in, and im going to try to actually post. see yall later bye! (literally cristines ourto whoops)" i wave at the camera and turn it off. a few minutes later a man, who i assume in a producer, comes in and escorts us to a filming room that looks like a bedroom.
"here we film ssss!" courtney says. i walk in and sit down, then noah comes up and sits next to me.
"hi" he says
"why hello, sir" i respond.
"how are you?" he asks
"ok, still a little carsick, what about you?" i ask back.
"pretty good, we should talk more." he says giving me his phone to put my number in.
"yea that would be..." i was inturrupted by a 'quiet on set' and nodded to noah, handing him my phone.
this noah dudes kinda cute.
《time skip to post-filming》
"yall want to go and get some Chipotle? in fucking starving!" keith suggest.
"i havent even been to Chipotle."
"WHAT? were going right now. lets go." olivia says.
mexicam food is my shit
we all pile into courtneys car, and i sit between noah and keith.
"court, i call the aux!" i say and before anyine else can argue i plug my phone into the aux and start to play my tøp playlist.
"anna, not twenty one piolets again!" i maybe made courtney listen to this playlist on our way to the smoffice.
《time skip after Chipotle》
that burrito was pretty damn good.
we just got back to courtneys office. we started to play 'exploding kittens' in their conferince room with the other smosh people who play video games.
then ian and anthony walk into the room.
"hey yall!" they say. anthony makes eye contact with me, letting me know that they know im here.
"so we need to start to discuss new members for each side. i know we just added boze," a shorter girl yells 'hell ya!' then ian continues. "but we need a few more to even out the teams." ian said
"so anna, weve been talking to courtney and we want to interview you tomorrow." anthony says, "so what do you say?" at this point all eyes were on me and oh my, how i feel the anxiety.
"sure, what do i have to lose." i say. courtney cheers, and the others join.
"great! and shayne, have you herd from Damien?" ian asks.
"yea, hes good to interview also!" shayne says.
"ok. well, you guys are good to leave for the day, see yall tomorrow." anthony says.
"c'mon anna. i gotta get home and film a video for my personal channel. see yall tomorrow!" courtney says before pulling me out of the conferince room.
"im so proud!"she says before ingulfing me in a hug.
"court, i didnt do shit, literally that was all you." i say back.
"i know, but theyll love you. we should get some celebratory in-and-out." she says smirking.
"hell yea!" i say
for the first time in a while im actually happy.

a/n
hola!
im anna, ive been reading noah grossman fanfics for a while and thought why not make a book myself.
i have 8 chapters pre-written lol.
if you like it tell me!! i need insperation 😁
my instagram fanpage is smosh.s so find more trashy shit there
adios!