Smosh, The Untold Story Of Their Life

Chapter Twenty Two: An Ex-Girlfriend, Random Fan, And An Old Friend

(Kammy's POV)

I stood there for a moment with my mouth open like an idiot, thinking of what I should say. I wanted to make sure I actually had feelings for him before I said anything. 

From the first time I saw Ian and Anthony on Youtube I instantly thought Ian was the sexiest man alive and that Anthony was still good looking but not my choice. 

Now.. Well let's just say my choices have flipped. 

I looked him the eyes and said, "Yes, Anthony. I will." I smiled at him. 

He smiled hugely right back at me and gave me a hug which I returned. It felt right to be in his arms. I snuggled my face in to his shoulder and inhaled his scent. He smelled nice. Like how you would think the scent of Smosh is. Kind of manly with a hint of cologne. If that makes any sense...

We pulled away just as Bethany, Ian, and Bailey walked out of the theatre. 

"OH MAAAN! THEY'RE GOING OUT NOW!" Bethany screamed as she punched her hand in the air. "You owe me ten dollars!" she said towards a pouting Bailey. 

I chuckled at her and went over to talk to my two friends as Ian went to talk to Anthony. 

"Final-fricken-ly!" Bethany exclaimed towards me. I rolled my eyes but smiled. "I knew you liked him!"

We headed towards Ian's car and all got in. I turned to Bailey and asked her something I was wondering this whole time. 

"Where are you staying?"

"With my future husband."

She was living with Louis Tomlinson? That's impossible. 

Then she burst into laughter. 

"Did you seriously buy that?! You are the most gullible person I have ever met!"

I stuck my tongue out at her. Sometimes my friends can be a real pain in the ass. I stared out the window even though my friend kept talking. And talking. And talking. We flew down the street at an alarming speed. 

"Uhm, Ian. How fast are you driving?" I asked calmly. 

"About 80 mph, why?"

If I had a drink in my mouth I'm pretty sure it would have gone everywhere.

"Jeez! Slow your roll bro!" I said. Saying that reminded me of Pewdiepie playing Lucius and riding the tricycle and singing, "They see me rollin'! They hatin'!" I think about the weirdest things. 

When we finally got home after dropping Bailey off at this expensive looking hotel, I instantly fell onto one of the couches and closed my eyes. It felt softer than anything else I've ever layed on. Even thought it was leather. And cold from not being sat on for awhile. But I didn't care. I was too tired to care. 

"Kammy get some fricken pajamas on you lazy ass," I heard Bethany say. 

My voice was muffled by the couch but I managed to say, "We didn't buy any pj's." But I think it turned out like, "Me bidn't buy eeny peehays." Real professional Kaitlyn.

The quiet murmurs of the three people behind me were starting to tick me off. Can't a girl get some sleep?

I somehow was able to drift off into slumber though. I didn't dream that night. It was just a silent black sleep that enveloped me. And it calmed me. 

The next morning I woke up to find myself in a very warm and comfortable bed. I peeked an eye open and sunshine  filled my vision, making me squint. There was faint snoring coming from behind me and I guessed it was either Bethany or Anthony. Turning around I saw Anthony fast asleep.