Shut up (SMOSH fanfic)

Chapter 5.

I sort of make a reference to Oli Sykes and the word I used is might be wrong but I couldn't find anything else in the dictionary, sorry :c

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I eventually had to leave my room for constitutional purposes, that was the moment when I met the others.

I was in my onesie.

Yes I had a pikachu onesie at some point of my life. Let's move on.

I went to the fridge, and I noticed that they are actually filming in the living room a few meters away from me, but I did not care at all.

I was looking for food, when I heard laughter.

"since when do you guys own a pet Pikachu?"

"dude, Pikachu is eating your food"

"don't mind me, I'm going back to my room"

"stay Pika" Ian said. "let's take a break" he got up, and I was about to get into my room when someone pulled my tail. "sis" he started

"hm?"

"you're gonna be internet famous, so brace yourself"

"what?"

"you'll see, by the way you could be in the video"

"I don't think that's a good idea"

"you need to socialize. You are a great person and others need to know that"

"what is happening why are you saying such things?" I got scared.

"because you're my sister"

"thanks. I love you bro" I kissed him on the cheek, and went back to my room.

I was eating on my bed, just stuffing my face when someone kicked the door open.

"PIKA HELP MEH" Anthony yelled and fake cried, while Ian came after him with the camera.

"PIKA no." I said and looked at him with my 'get the fuck out of my room, I'm sick of your shit' face.

He pretended to die. "let's write it on your grave that you STILL don't know how to knock"

They eventually put that scene into the BTS (behind the scenes) video. I wasn't too happy about it, but I didn't actually care.

"Lee we're off to get some food, you want something?"

"bring me a taco or something with chicken, thanks" I said. 

When they came back, Ian dragged me out of my room.

"lunchtime with smosh." he said.

"so?"

"you're eating lunch with us."

"really? You want to spurn your subscribers?"

"Lee." he looked at me with an I'm-sick-of-your-shit face.

"fine, but I'll stay in my onesie."

"okay."

We sat down.

"so we got some fries, what do you got Ian?"

"I have Pikachu and a some chicken burger."

"and Pika what do you have?"

"I think it is the same as Ian's, is it?"

"yes"

"then the same"

We ate in silence for 5 minutes, and then I said:

"I told you it isn't fun when I'm here"

"shut up"

A few minutes later, the camera was in Anthony's hand again.

"here we can see a wild Pikachu in it's natural habitat, consuming it's food" I showed my middle finger towards him and he shoved the object in my face.

"DUDE"

"oh it seems pissed off"

"PIKA" I growled like Oliver Sykes.

At the end when they all said goodbye to the viewers, they said the usual 'BITCH' and right after my brother yelled it, he shoved the camera in my face and looked at me.

"go on" he mouthed.

"BIATCH" I said and they started to laugh. "you guys are weird, but I love you both" I said and stood up... "I'll be in my room." ...and left.

I was looking at the ceiling, thinking about what will happen next.

"Mom and Dad's gonna be home in a few days, and then they leave, so I probably don't see them until christmas."

I got up and got my notebook from the drawer.

I loved to write. 

Back then I wrote a whole story about some band, and then I kind of stopped.

I felt it was time to continue.

But this time it took a twist. Somewhere.

I renamed one of the characters to Dan.

"I took a deep breath and opened my eyes.

Darkness, 2 am.

"great" I muttered. "another sleepless night." I sighed. I got up and walked out of my room.

I heard Matt's snoring in the kitchen, even though he was in his room.

After I've fallen asleep at 6, I woke up at 12. Matt was standing above me, staring at my face, like an idiot.

"hi"

"JESUSCHRISTWHATTHEFUCKHOLYSHITJESUS" I jumped. "morning fuckface"

"hey listen... About that day..."

"what day?"

"when we appeared magically on your doorstep with 3 other guys?"

"let's not talk about that."

"no, let's talk about that..." he said. I looked at him and I instantly got lost in his blue eyes.

My mind wandered into places I've been before.

These were the places called hell and heaven.

I really liked him, but unfortunately, I was only 14, and he was 20. This turned out so wrong on sooo many levels you cannot imagine.

We had fights, but we were friends 'til the end of time.

I had a girlfriend around that time. We broke up after two days. Shit happens.

Few days after we've split up, Matt came over.

"sup?" I didn't answer. "hey..."

"hm?"

"ya okay?"

"yes but we've split up" I shrugged my shoulders, and kept on staring in front of myself.

"what? why?"

"it doesn't matter why, it just ended."

"ahh, I'm so sorry"

"not your fault, don't be sorry." he came up to me. We hugged each other.

And from all of a sudden I kissed him.

He automatically kissed me again, but after 5 minutes, when he pushed me on the bed he realized.

"NO NO NO. This is completely wrong, you're only 14 and I'm 20. AND let's not forgot about that you're like a sister to me." he said."

I took an actual deep breath, and I heard a knock on my door.

"come in bro"

"Alexandra is here"