Shut up (SMOSH fanfic)

Chapter 8.

I spent more time thinking about the past, than my future, but hey, that was me.

I looked up in my old diary, so I could say what exactly happened.

Mom and dad left, told me to invite a few people over for a party.

The first problem was that nobody liked me that much, so I invited a few jocks, cool bitches and stuff.

That was such a rookie mistake that I cringe every time I think about it.

The doorbell rang, my heart went up to my throat.

I was playing it cool, I could've been a nice actress. But hey, who know what will future bring.

Mom and dad went to some friends for the weekend, my only backup/ICE was my brother along with his 23 years old manchild friend.

3 out of the 4 jocks left after half an hour, along with a few girls.

I don't remember how (because I have no evidence about it in my journal) but I ended up trying to kick the last dude out, who was furious and I had to call my brother for backup.

Yeah, about had to:

I actually dialed him when the aggressive dude (who was stoned as I later found out) wanted to fuck me, beat me up and leave, but I forgot that I actually have already dialed his number.

5 minutes later I saw my brother opening the door and asking.

"so who the hell are you?"

"back off bro"

"you back off" Ian said which actually made me crack up a bit, I've never heard him say such things like this.

"and what if not?"

"I really really suggest you to leave now, or police will be involved in kicking your ass out." he said with an icy look.

"bring it on bitch" he took on a fighting position, that was when I used the time to kick him right in the balls.

So we practically dragged him out of the house, and I even threw an ice pack on his crotch then we came back in. While we were talking, the guy left and he apologized, days later.

"are you okay?" he asked. I was shaking.

"I-I-I" I stuttered. He came up to me and hugged me.

"jesus christ calm down, did he do something to you?" he asked. I shook my head.

"no" I answered silently.

"you swear on my life?"

"I would never swear on your life, I love you too much for that" I said, my voice cracked and I started to cry.

He lifted me up and he walked in with me into my room, put me down then closed the door.

I looked into his eyes. He tried to comfort me by practically cuddling with me on my bed.

I looked him in the eyes after half an hour.

"better?"

"yes thank you" I said hugging him and looking him in the eyes for one more time.

And that was when it hit me.

I liked him a bit way too much than a brother.

For a straight year I sort of felt like this.

I never told him.

It was normal but abnormal at the same time. We grew up as brother and sister, at least I did.

I grew up with a brother I could rely on when I really really needed someone.

But it was normal, since we had nothing, we had different father and mother. At least for me.

I thought that through, after they left.

A week passed and I had nothing better to do then watch TV. I occasionally went to work, but most of the time I didn't.

That weird wave of feelings hit me again. My throat was burning along with my chest.

I left the house at 10, and went to the playground.

I thought it through. The worst things and the best.

I felt like I had to tell him E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G.

I started to walk towards their direction where the Smosh house was located, and when I got there I panicked a bit.

I gathered all of my courage to ring the doorbell.

Anthony opened the door and looked at his spongebob squarepants watch.

"what are you doing out so late come in"

"I need to talk to Ian." my phone started to ring.

"Ian" Anthony yelled.

"what?"

"your sister's here"

"WHAT?" I was talking to mom when they were yelling through the walls.

"where are you?" my mom asked.

"I need to talk to Ian so I came over."

"where is he I want to hear his voice so I know you're not lying."

"mom I'm not lying I promise." 

"mom she is actually here" Ian yelled

"so we're gonna talk to you later okay?" I asked.

"okay. Be safe please."

"you too." I hung up and put my phone in my pocket.

"so what are you doing here so late?"

"I need to talk to you..."

"go on"

"in private."

"is this what I'm thinking it is?" Anthony asked.

"maybe I don't know" I shrugged my shoulders.

"wait" he came up to me, and whispered in my ear, covering his face. "is this about the kiss?"

"not only about that. That will be a minor thing compared to the other."

"holy crap. I'll be in my room" he sprinted probably to his room and I said:

"I hope he isn't eavesdropping" 

"so what is it?"

"okay first, you can't hit anyone else, only me. And second. Please for the love of god don't freak out."

"oookay."

"when Lexi broke up with me, I kissed him and I'm so so so so so so so so ducking sorry"

"what? You actually kissed him? I thought you are gay... Or what is actually happening I don't understand?" he was slightly mad.

"I sort of turned into straight but I still like girls too and..." he interrupted.

"oh, so you're bisexual, okay go on."

"and last but not least... I had..." his phone started to ring.

"sorry it's mom."

"answer we have time"

"sup mom? Nope, she's sleeping here tonight. Yes mom. Okay goodnight. Sorry, go on."

"a thing for you 2 years ago" he didn't understand.

"what? I don't get it. What thing?"

"I had a thing for you" Ian was processing, and after 3 minutes he understood.

"what?"