Shut up (SMOSH fanfic)

Chapter 10. /the end/

Hey guys, Dora over here c:

I just wanted to thank all of you who read this fic, I'll try to make this chapter longer than the usual, since it is the last.

And also, I'm gonna post alternative stuff about this fanfic (like what would've happen if...)

I hope you'll like the last chapter. (contains dirty scenes, sorry)

xoxo 

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"goddammit, I'm not gonna do that again" I shook my head, although I knew that was a lie.

"I don't care you're not gonna do that."

"the only option is to live with us" Ian said.

"jesus christ fine, if you guys want that" I laughed. "I warn you, it will be pain and torture." I said.

"but this time you're not gonna beat each other" Anthony giggled.

"oh shut up" I said.

Ian took a deep breath.

"You sure you want to move?"

"yes. After all what happened, I don't think I would be able to live there."

"yes it would be weird."

"it is weird" 

"yeah..."

"I'm gonna go back now." I said.

"we're gonna have to talk for a second."

"guys I get it, no need to go into the room" Anthony said with a slightly annoyed facial expression.

I blushed.

"no, seriously, I want to talk" Ian said.

We stepped into the room and he said "listen I know why you want to move but" I interrupted, by kissing him. He immediately kissed back and after one minute we heard:

"I can't hear any words being spoken"

"DUDE"

"can I come in or you are already naked?"

"can I kill him?" I asked silently.

"please don't, but here" he gave me a pillow "throw this at him"

"come in"

"okay I just wanted to say it again: you don't have to come here..." I threw the pillow at him. "JESUS"

"nope, my name is Leeann."

"we're not here because of.."

"yeah of course" he interrupted. 

"jesus dude. Should I even mention that you should always knock?"

"seriously what is up with knocking?" Ian asked.

"Padilla was unable to knock on my door and practically opened the door on us back then and sort of saw everything" I laughed.

"dude" Ian laughed. "ah don't worry, he caught me too, and those were worse believe me..."

"nope, don't think so" I hissed and pulled a face.

"maybe as worse as..." Anthony said. "but anyways" he said and went back to his room.

We looked at each other and laughed.

"you want me to tell her you want to move?"

"would you? I am scared as fuck"