Will I Ever Matter To You?//Ianthony

Chapter 19: Goodnight?

(A/N) Even though I said I was only going to do 20 chapters... but I changed my mind. Who knows how long this fanfic is gonna be?

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

"Please don't tell me you're still gonna jump," I say. Ian lets out a short laugh. "How could I?" Ian replies. I smile, pulling him into a tight hug. Thank god. "That's how it should be..." Ian hugs me back, tightly. I swear, I just scream I love you at him over and over and over again."So....did you really mean all that you said?" Ian asks. I laugh a bit as if it's a stupid question. "Of course I did. You're amazing," I answer, truthfully. Even though I can't see his face, I know he's probably blushing crazily. It's just one of the adorable things that he does (whether he recognizes it or not). Ian buries his face in the crook of my neck. "Thank you," Ian says, his voice cracking a bit. "Thank you so much," He repeats. I feel something wet hit my neck. Is he....crying?

IAN'S P.O.V.

I'm actually crying tears of joy. No one's ever been this nice to me. "So, Ian...will you be my boyfriend?" Anthony asks. "Of course," I reply, grinning. Anthony sighs in what I think is relief. I've never been this happy in my life. All thanks to Anthony Daniel Padilla. I love him so goddamn much. Anthony presses a soft kiss on my lips before trying to stifle a yawn, but failing. "Tired?" I ask. "Mhm," Anthony hums, giving me a nod. "Wanna go home?" I ask. "Yes please," Anthony replies. I pull away from the hug and give him a smile. He smiles back sleepily. I bet that alcohol from tonight made him lethargic... 

-AFTER THE CAR RIDE-

Anthony held my hand with his right hand while his left hand was on the steering wheel. It was nice. Anyways, we both walk inside and stop at our bedroom doors. What do I do? Do we sleep together now? I mean we just got together and all. Or...probably not. He probably doesn't want to. I mean I really want to...but Anthony probably feels too awkward to do so. "So umm..." Anthony starts. "Goodnight Ian," Anthony says. "Goodnight," I reply. He quickly presses his lips against my forehead before disappearing into his room, shutting the door behind him. I smile softly to myself and walk into my own room before flopping down on my bed. This night was a hell of a night. David made out with me, I almost commited suicide, and Anthony became my boyfriend. This may have been the best and worst night of my life. I sigh, quietly so Anthony can't hear me before I put on sweatpants and a smosh t-shirt.

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

God, I love Ian. I don't care how many times I repeat it in my head. I love him, I love him, I love him. It sounds like from cheesy chick flick but it's true. What I really want is for Ian to come and sleep with me....(not in a sexual way...but I wouldn't mind that). That would be nice. But Ian probably doesn't want to. We just got together tonight anyways. I take off my pants so I'm just in my boxers and throw on some random comfy shirt. I lay down on my bed and pull the covers over me. Now it's time to fall asleep...

-ABOUT 1 HOUR LATER-

For an entire fucking hour, I've been tossing and turning. I'm exhausted but I can't fall asleep! Uggghh. Maybe I could ask Ian to come in here and sleep with me....NO! He's most likely asleep already and I shouldn't disturb him....Even though I am debating about it in my head, I find myself grabbing my phone that is next to me and texting Ian: "Iaaannn. I can't sleeep :(" A couple moments later....Ian texts back: "Why not?" I reply: "Maybe it's because I'm cold....come sleep with me?" I quickly add: "(Innocently)" Just to make sure he doesn't get the wrong idea. 

IAN'S P.O.V.

There's...a buzzing somewhere....where is it? I open my eyes sleepily and look over at my desk. It's a text. From Anthony: "Iaaannn. I can't sleeep :("

-SHORT TIME SKIP-

I almost screamed 'yes' at the top of my lungs, but I didn't. I just sat there with a goofy grin on my face. I text back: "I'll be there in a sec" I get out of bed and walk slowly (due to tiredness) over to Anthony's room. I knock on the door. "C'me in," Anthony calls out to me. I open the door and walk in. "Hey," I say, starting a small conversation whilst walking over to Anthony's bed. "Hey babe," Anthony replies. Wait...did he just call me babe?!? HELL YEAH. My cheeks turn pink. Thank god for this lighting so Anthony can't see. "O-oh I'm sorry I didn't...I mean...if you don't want me to call you that.....I-" Anthony hesitates. "I don't mind at all," I inturrupt his rambling, while giving him a soft smile. Anthony holds out his arms. I lay down on the bed and go into his arms. "Sorry for waking you up," Anthony apologizes in a whisper. "No problem. Besides, I like this much better," I admit. "If it's honesty hour....then I'm admiting that I've always wanted to cuddle with you," Anthony admits, and by his voice I can tell it's the truth. "Same....I've always wanted the cuddles with you too," I say childishly.

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

D'awwwh! Can't he go one minute without being adorable? "You're cute," I blurt out, without thinking. Ian blushes a deep red....even I can see it. "Thanks," He mumbles. I smile even wider. This is gonna be a goodnight.