When Dreams Come Alive (An Ian Hecox Fanfiction)

Chapter 1: Who Needs Boys When You Have An Ian?

"Hey boo." I heard my roommate emerge into the living room where I was lounging. An extravagant black dress hugged around her smooth curves. Her lengthy and gorgeous black hair was curled and flowing down her back. The make up she had on looked like a professional put it on her; her eye shadow matched her dress, the winged eyeliner was even on both sides, and her plump lips were a daring shade of crimson.  

"Hey Miranda. You look good."  It made my attire look awful. It was five thirty and I was still in my pajamas from last night. The huge mess pulled behind my head could barely be considered my brunette hair. My laptop was sitting comfortably in the dip of my folded legs and I was sipping at a cup of orange juice. Since it was Friday, I was watching the latest Smosh video.  

A smirk tugged at her lips, "I know. Watching your boyfriend, again, I see."

Pausing the video, I rolled my eyes, "He's not my boyfriend."  

"But you wish he was."  I exhaled, staring at the stopped video, which was frozen on Ian. It was true.  

Well, basically, to sum it up, I have a huge crush on Ian Hecox. I have since 2007, when I stumbled upon their videos. And I'm not talking about the common crush a girl has on an actor because she thinks he's really hot. I'm talking about straight up figurative butterflies in the stomach. Like, whenever he comes on screen I get warm in the face and my heart starts beating rapidly as if I just injected three shots of espresso into my veins.

But how can a person not at least have a little crush on Ian Hecox? He's pretty much covers everything on the perfect boy check list. He has a brilliant sense of humor, which especially shines through on Smosh's second channel. He's smart, charming, sweet, and just genuinely perfect in my eyes. Speaking of which, his crystal blue eyes are probably the prettiest set of eyes I've ever seen. They knock my dull grey ones out of the water.

Miranda, who also doubles as my best friend, doesn't see the appeal. She thinks I'm just insane and obsessive and says that it's impossible to fall in love with someone you've never met. But I ignore her, what does she know about love? I'm pretty sure she's dated at least six chicks in just the last month.  

Obsessed? Ha! I would never be obsessed. Unless you think re-watching Smosh's videos over and over to see his gorgeous face or reading every fan-fiction on the internet about him is considered obsessed. Then, yes, I am obsessed.  But I guess it makes up because I don't get the pure satisfaction of actually seeing him in real life. (Which I have fantasized about, on numerous occasions.)  

And, yes, I do know that he's got tons of other fans that dream about getting with him and that me liking him is totally ridiculous but I do not care. It's better than dating boys from my world. I've tried it before, and trust me, it's quite horrible.  So, yeah, that's basically my life.

 "Anyway," Miranda continued, "I've got a date tonight, so you're on your own."  

"Again? That's like the third girl this week."  

"It's only the second. And at least I'm trying to get a date."

 "Boys are horrible. Have you tried them?"  

"No, actually, I haven't." She stated, pulling a jacket that was hung lazily on the couch, "And I don't plan on it. But I could hook you up pretty quickly." 

"No thank you."

"Come on Evelyn. You're 25. I think you should just try."

"I have tried."

"Just because it didn't work out doesn't mean you should quit, babe."

"I'm doing just fine without a boyfriend. Dating's overrated anyway."

Slipping on her classy black heels, she glanced at the clock above the oven, "I'm running late, but you're not getting out of this."

"Fantastic." I murmured, clicking on the touch pad and resuming the video. The click-clack of her heels got farther and farther away until I heard the door open and close behind her, leaving me alone.

Psh, dating. Who needs dating when you have Ian Hecox?

( A/N So, I'm testing this out a bit. I don't do romance too much, but I think this might just work. Maybe tell me if I should continue it or not? I don't know. Feed back is well accepted.)