Chapter 20: Ice Cream

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(A/N) A lot of time skips are in this chapter so try and keep up

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

I roll over, pulling Ian with me so I'm on my back while Ian is on top of me, his chest against mine. He's really light....wow. "Sorry if I'm crushing you..." Ian apologizes in a whisper. "Ian, you're literally as light as a feather. Don't worry about it," I smile, liking the small amount of pressure on my chest. "Goodnight Ian." "Goodnight Anthony," With that being said....I fell asleep almost instantly.

-THE NEXT MORNING-

I open my eyes to see...My bed. My empty bed. I could've sworn that Ian slept with me last night. But....maybe it was just a dream I had. A really...amazing...dream. Wait! There's one way to know for sure. I pick up my phone and check my messages. They're still there. So he did sleep with me last night. Hell fucking yeah! Where's Ian though? I get out of my bed and walk into living room. "Morning," Ian says. I look over at him. That's peculiar. Ian's pouring himself a bowl of cereal. I grin widely. I can't remember the last time Ian got himself his own food. "Good morning," I reply, walking over to him. Ian looks down at his food. "Last night wasn't a dream right?" He asks, pouring milk into his cereal. I kiss his cheek. "I would hope not," I answer. Ian's cheeks go red. So. Goddamn. Adorable. Ian grabs himself a spoon. "Want some?" He asks, pointing at the cereal box. "Sure," I reply, grabbing myself a bowl.

-AFTER A NOT SO INTERESTING BREAKFAST-

Ian had to go out for some errands, which I don't mind at all. I may or may not have made him promise that he wouldn't ever go near that bridge again. Anyways, we decided after lunch we're gonna get ice cream and then come home for some movies.

IAN'S P.O.V.

-SORRY FOR ALL THE TIME SKIPS BUT.....AFTER RUNNING THE ERRANDS-

"So...can this count as our first date?" Anthony asks, out of the blue. We're in the car right now and he's driving with one hand while his other hand is holding mine. I intertwine our fingers. "Sure!" I grin. Anthony grins as well as he parks the car. We walk into the ice cream place.

-AFTER ORDERING (#sorrynotsorryaboutallthetimeskips)-

Anthony got chocolate while I got vanillla (with sprinkles). I offered to pay but Anthony refused and payed for me. Of course, my face turned as red as a tomato when he did. So I thank him and we sit down in a somewhat secluded area of the place. I lick my ice cream. I don't remember ice cream being this good! It's been a while. When I started not eating I basically forgot what a lot of good foods taste like! I hum contently. "I'm guessing you like it then," Anthony laughs. I smile and take another lick, accidentally getting some of it on my nose. Before I can do anything about it, Anthony says "I'll get it!" childishly. He quickly leans over the table and licks it off. "Ewwwww," I jokingly reply, laughing. "Couldn't resist. Sorry," Anthony says, laughing with me. "Awww," I hear girls voices say. I turn around to see two girls, probably in their teens, awwing at us. "You guys are so cute," The brunette says. "Told you Ianthony was real!" The brunette says to the red-head. So they're smosh fangirls. Both of our faces are completely red. "Please don't tell anyone yet...." I say. Anthony nods. "Okay, we won't. But you should tell all the other fangirls as soon as possible!" The red-head says. After some more conversation, we found out the brunette is named Emily and the red-head is named Lauren. Turns out that they are dating as well. We took pictures with them and then they left, extremely happy that Ianthony is real.

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

"I don't know about you....but I liked those two," I say. Ian nods, agreeing with me. "Oh god....I never even thought about how all the fangirls will react," Ian says, looking generally terrified. "Trust me. They'll love it! Tumblr will burst into flames," I say, assuring him it will be okay. (A/N Like seriously, tumblr probably would...considering that everyone was freaking out when Phan hugged...including me) "Okay..." Ian replies, still sounding a bit unsure. I grab his hand and interlace our fingers together. "I'm sure they'll love it."

(A/N) What even is this chapter

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