Ordinary {An O2l Fanfiction}

Chapter Eight

Recap (Don't have to read, just a refresher):

Ricky wakes up in the hospital and sees Kian sitting next to him in the chair near the bed. The doctor comes and and tells him he can't talk, to be on the safe side. Kian tried to give Ricky his phone, but he couldn't catch it in time so it fell to the ground. While trying to grab it, Ricky fell off the hospital bed. Rebekah helped him get back up onto the bed and picked up his cracked phone. She jokes with him by not talking because she didn't want him to be a loner while not talking. The doctor soon comes in and tells him and his father that he has Severe Persistent Asthma, meaning he can't work too hard or he will be tired. They soon go back to the O2l house and hang out for awhile. Trevor and Marisa have a moment to themselves, then go back into the house to find everyone missing.

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{Trevor's POV}

"Where are they?" I asked, checking the cabinets.

"I'm not sure." Marisa replied, trying to figure out where they went.

"Did they leave any type of note?" I asked her, since she has been looking for one.

"Not that I can see." 

We searched the entire house, even under the stairs, where our mini Harry Potter room was. There wasn't any sign of them anywhere. Marisa seemed to be the most freaked out of the two of us. I had told her that the guys always play pranks on me, but she was still scared that they were kidnapped or something tragic like that.

I told her that we could just sit down on the couch for awhile until they eventually come out. Which is exactly what we did.

"Oh, hey Ricky." I said, looking back at the TV.

"That's it?" He started. "No 'Where were you?' or 'You scared the shit out of me?'"

I shook my head no. "Well no, because you don't see any shit anywhere, right?" I said plainly.

"No..." He said, confused.

"Well then you didn't scare the shit out of me." I said, not taking my eyes off the TV. He waved it off and started to set up a camera in the kitchen, I guess he was going to start recording a video.

"Want some orange juice?" I turned to ask Marisa.

"Nah I can't." She said.

"Allergic?" I asked. "Allergic." She nodded.

I still wanted to get some, so I made sure that I went to get it before he started to record. I grabbed the clear plastic container from the fridge and set it on the counter next to the sink. I reached up and got a cup from the top cabinet. I poured the orange juice into the cup and set the juice back into the fridge. I sat back on the couch and saw Kian setting up his camera next to the TV.

"Do you need us to move?" I asked him.

"No, I'm only setting up. I'm gonna record later." He said, messing with the settings. I took a sip of the juice and immediately spit it out, like the spit take they do on iCarly.

"Oh my god what the hell was that?!" I shrieked, standing up from the couch.

Soon, Kian, Ricky, and all the others came out of wherever the hell they were and started laughing. The cameras, I noticed, were pointed towards me. I looked around the room and saw about 10 cameras planted, watching my every move.

"What is this about?" I asked, looking to an amused Marisa.

"It was Ricky's idea!" She shouted, pointing to Ricky.