Chapter 30: Always (Alternate Ending)

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(A/N) I love you. I care for you. I hate to see you suffer...so this is my apology.

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

Four months later, Ian and Anthony had a somewhat traditional wedding (due to them not really wanting to plan some sort of really creative wedding). Ian Hecox became Ian Padilla that day. The Smosh Games crew, most of their friends and their families (which surprisingly get along very well). Mari was most definitely the most excited out of everyone (and was the one who got completely wasted). Melanie was invited, but didn't show up. The rest of the crew danced with their girlfriends (I'll let your imagination work with that sentence). After the wedding, Ian and Anthony honeymooned in Virgin Gorda. It's really ironic that the island is called Virgin Gorda and they had sex there. Oh well. Almost one year after their honeymoon, they adopted two kids. The first one is named Scarlett Padilla. She's about to turn nine and loves fairy tales (especially the ones involving romance). Her eyes are blue (somewhat similar to Ian's) but has dark brown hair (somewhat like Anthony's). That's one of the reasons they got her actually. Their second kid is named Samantha Padilla, but everyone just calls her Sammy. She's five years old and extremely shy. Sammy hates photos and talking to strangers (which is good in a way). She has curly blonde hair with grey eyes. Anyways, remember how I said Scarlett was turning nine? That's what's about to happen today. Well, after her birthday party with all of her friends it was somewhere around 8:30. Which is Scarlett's bedtime.

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

"But I'm not tired..." Scarlett whines. "Sweetie...You have to go to bed," I sigh. She pouts at me as cutely as she can. "Okay, okay.. how about I read you one of your fairy tales?" I ask. Scarlett nods excitedly as her blue eyes light up.  She's adorable. I walk over to her bookshelf and grab a few of her favorites before walking back to her bed. I sit down on the edge of the bed. Scarlett knocks all of the books out of my hand. "Scarlett!" I exclaim, surprised. "You promised. Remember?" "Promised what?" "You said, and I quote 'When you're old enough,'" She makes a silly voice to impersonate me. "'I'll tell you how me and your daddy got together...alright?' And I said okay. I'm nine now! You gotta give me something!" She exclaims, red in the face with slight annoyance. I chuckle. "Alright, alright. I'll tell you."

IAN'S P.O.V.

I lean against the wall, listening in to the story with close attention. Scarlett's door was left ajar, so I can easily listen in. I can't hear the full thing, but I get little snips of it.  ".....I did some bad things....I made some bad decisions. It hurt your daddy...After a while......love........you know..." Then, Anthony stops talking, leaving a smile on my face. "Your eyes are just like your father's...some believe them to be like the ocean...but they're more like the sky. More hopeful, but just as deep as the ocean...." Anthony gets lost in his thoughts. I love you so much... Is all that keeps repeating over and over in my head. "Daddy?" "S-sorry....just....You know.........love is.....we faced........but........I love him...." I think it's time to make my grand appearance. My cheeks are a bright red while a giant grin is on my face. After all this time....he still loves me.... I knock on the door, which opens it a bit more. "Shouldn't you be in bed?" I ask Scarlett, walking in. "Awww...Daddy! You didn't let him finish!" She whines. "Finish what Anthony?" I ask with a smirk, towards Anthony. Anthony gets off the bed and towers over me. It sounds scary, but it's just the height difference. He smiles at me. "You were listening in, weren't you." "Noooo," I sing, refusing to look into his eyes. "Your cheeks are redder than the fire department. C'mon," Anthony laughs before kissing my cheek as Scarlett watches, in amazement. "C'mon Scarlett, time to go to bed." We both look over at her. "Okay, okay," She gives in, laying down. "Goodnight," We both say, after one another. I walk over to her and kiss the top of her head. "Happy birthday," I tell her, smiling softly. 

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

After Scarlett falls asleep, Ian and Anthony go to the "after party" with all of their friends. Music is blaring, people are talking and of course, no alcohol. Wait....is that? CENTURIES BY FALL OUT BOY?!? I join in the party and start doing the macerena. The music stops. "What the fuck?! That was my jam!" I exclaim at Anthony, who I just realized had stopped the music. "Fuck off author," They all say at the same time. "Wait! Can you write us having sex?" Anthony asks, smirking. Ian pushes Anthony, playfully while mumbling "Shut up..." "But seriously. Fuck off," Anthony says. "Fine.....rude ass bitches....don't invite me to a party...I'll jam out to Fall Out Boy by myself...I'll just Mighty Fall out of this world....thanks for the memories....even though they weren't so great....I just wanna go back to yesterday....I trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday......" I grumble, disappearing from their world.

(A/N) IF ANY OF YOU GET ALL OF THOSE REFERENCES THEN MARRY ME.

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

"What the hell was that about?" Ian asks. She's not even suppose to be in this fucking story. "I don't...quite...know, babe," I reply, before kissing his cheek out of nowhere. "Will it matter?" I ask, smirking. I know exactly what he's going to reply with. Us being a really cheesy couple. "Will I ever matter to you?" Ian asks. "Always."

The End

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

~ Epilogue ~

Sure, you can think of this as the actual ending. But I would like to ignore my responsibilities of making you happy and tell you the sad/happy truth about this ending. After Anthony killed himself, he made one wish. To be with Ian. So this entire alternate ending was his journey to the afterlife. (Also known as, I like to break your heart into two). Little did Anthony know that Ian wished for the same thing. Sadly, they both are experiencing the same adventure without/with each other.

The Actual End.

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