Will I Ever Matter To You?//Ianthony

Chapter 27: Blocked Numbers

IAN'S P.O.V.

"Ian.....I love you." Did....did I just hear correctly? No, I couldn't have. He doesn't love me that way. "Wow. David, I mean...just..wow. Why didn't you ever tell me?" I ask. "Because, I know you love Anthony and I couldn't do that to you...I know you don't feel the same way and it kills me Ian!" David exclaims. I...I just can't believe that he loves me. David...of all people. He loves me. We both are almost dead silent. "For h-how long?" I ask. "A few days after we met..." David replies, looking at the ground. "I mean. I love you too but...not in that way. You're an amazing friend David." I hug him once again. "But, I just don't think that we're right for eachother...you know what I mean?" David hugs me back this time instead of pushing me away. "Besides. There is so many other people out there that are way better than me. I'm sure that you'll find someone," I say, rubbing his back soothingly. David let a few tears roll down his cheeks. "I understand..." David tells me.

DAVID'S P.O.V.

I wipe the tears away from my eyes. "We should probably get back to everyone before they start to worry," I tell Ian. I always knew I would never have a chance with him. Ian pulls away from the hug. "Yeah," He smiles at me.  We both walk back inside. Everyone is laughing about something (I have no idea what). 

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

-HOURS LATER-

We are driving home from Mari's right now. "Hey Ian?" "Yeah?" "So...what was wrong with David?" I ask. Ian looks down at the floor. "Nothing. It's nothing..." Ian tells me. "Please Ian. Can you tell me?" "He...well...he confessed something.." No. It can't be. David wouldn't have...right? "Did he confess his love for you?" I blurt out without thinking. "What? How did you know?" Ian asks. "Lucky guess...I guess," I reply. Ian raises an eyebrow at me. "Fine! David told me a long time ago," I admit. "Why didn't you tell me?" " 'Cause I didn't wanna lose you," I reply, focusing on the road. "Trust me...you never will." "No...that's not how it goes," I tease him. "Fine, fine....Will I ever matter to you Anthony?" I smile. "Always." "Why are we so cheesy?" Ian asks me. "I don't know. Maybe some person in the sky is controlling us," I answer "Or some fangirl," Ian says. (A/N I JUST BROKE THE FOURTH WALL)

IAN'S P.O.V.

My phone buzzes. I look at it to see. Blocked Number: "Why the hell did you block me fatass? Are you a fucking idiot? Oh wait...that's an obvious question. xx"  I look up back at Anthony. "You alright?" Anthony asks, pulling into the driveway. "I guess," I fake smile. "No, no, no, no," Anthony says. I look at him questionably. We both get out of the car and we walk into the house. "Don't do the fake smile. Please. If you're not happy then you need to tell me instead of fake smiling your way through it," Anthony says quickly. "I-I" "Don't tell me that it wasn't fake. I can see it. I can tell when you're happy. Truely happy." "I-I....." I look down at my feet. I run up to him and hug him tightly. "Ian...." "I love you, Anthony," I say. Anthony wraps his arms around me. "Tell me what's wrong?" He asks. I hand my phone to him whilst on the verge of tears. "Not this again. We need to figure out who the hell this is," Anthony tells me. "Can't just spread fucking lies about a fucking beautiful person..." Anthony mumbles, thinking that I couldn't understand what he said even though I did. I blush crazily. "I love you too, and I'm gonna find out who is sending all these lies. But first, I need to tell you that you are the most handsome, amazing, hilarious person I have ever met. If anyone tells you different...you punch them in the face. Got it?" He says. I giggle. "Got it."

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

It's at the tip of my tongue. 'xx' I've seen that before! Goddammit...why can't I remember? Wait....why don't I just check my phone? I look through my messages. Why can't I remember? One person always left an 'xx' at the end of each text message. No matter if it was a friend or more than a friend or less than a friend, the person always left an 'xx'. Wait. How could I be so fucking stupid. I know who it is.