What I Want For Christmas

Ian's POV
'cut! i dun wan dat shet' da direktur say
'wat' i say
'y not direk?' antoni da say. he blash den luk dawn
'go bk t u haus. is don' da direktur eksit en lib us alun.
'hey ean' 'wat' 'wan a kis' 'waat y' 'coz i hot u hot we hot we kiss and da cx' 'uh excuse u'

I roll mi eyes an wok awai.
'ean stahp ily' antoni blash
i stahp wokin
'wat u say boi'
'i say ily bby' hi wenk at meh omg omg
i lub antoni frm duh bary bageneeng

-Flashback-
'eyo bish' dah techer sai
'wat dah fuk u wan' dah techer duh gasp
'excuse u' he duh mad
'sorreh bae' he dah blash
'kk bae. so u hab nu sitmet' 'hu' 'antoni padiya' 'dafaq'
antoni padiya did thot wok to duh pront. he so hawt mmm
'hi chkabbs' he duh say. al da ladies giggol
'u cxy boii' i sae an blash. he wenk at meh omg
i luv him na
---- End of Flashback

omg i gun' sai i lub him to
'i lub u too anto--'
'lol jk bish' he laff at meh. mai tirs pel dawn mah chiks.
'no bueno' i lep da plase an go hum.

Anthony's POV

omg i such an ideot
ean da cry omg i is sad
butt i rlly luv him doh.
i chase him coz he da taik duh car hom
wait. shet i hab to walk. nah 'TACSI!' i yel
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'ean whr r u bby' i yel ensayd da haus
'ded'
my ice widened. ean ded. shet

***** DRAMA TIME BBYS****

"No! Why?! Why did you kill yourself Ian?" I screamed.

"What? What are you talking about?" Ian answered, his head peeping off from the room he was in.

"Y-youre alive?" I stuttered, crying a bit.

"Uh, yeaah? What were you doing?"
"But I thought you..." I look at my laptop

Turns out I was just reading Ianthony Fanfictions. I sighed in relief.

"Whoa, since when did you like Ianthony fanfictions?" He snickered as I nudged him.
"Shut up! I think theyre cute." I blushed.
"How is it so far?"
"Pretty good. Want to read some and cuddle with me?"
"Oh, yay!" He then sat down besides me as I put my arms around him. He blushed, making me chuckle
"You know, you look cute when you blush. Hell, you look cute everyday!" I said, grinning widely.
"So, want to read more fanfictions?" I asked him.
He simply answered "Alright"
"I love you Ian."
"I love you too Anthony."

A.N.
YEEEP, DAS DAT.
IS IT GOOD? OH RIGHT, ITS SHORT. AND IT DOESNT STAND BY ITS NAME. AWW.
BUT REALLY, WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS?
I WANT TO MEET SMOSH OBVIOUSLY. AND PEWDS, AND SHANE, AND RYAN HIGA-- BASICALLY EVERY YOUTUBER.
SORRY FOR THE CAPS, AND MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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Anthony's POV (you thought it was done?! HAHAAHAHA)

"One more thing Ian" I paused as Ian looked at me, eager for what I am to ask him.
"What is it Anth?"
"What would you like for Christmas?" He giggled at my question.
"You. I want you for Christmas. I want you to be with me now, and forevermore! I know, I'm cheesy!" He said with a happy tone. I chuckled at his cute answer.
"Same with me. Love you." I smiled at him as we continued reading fanfics.

*** CHRISTMAS ***

"Anthony, Anthony! Wake up! Its Christmas!" Ian jumped up and down our bed like a child on Christmas day, literally.
"I'm up, I'm uup.. Five more minutes." I slumped back on my bed.
"Aw come on Anthony! Its Christmaaas!"
"Fine, g'morning" I greeted Ian.
"Morning, Now get up! We have a lot to do--"
"Other than cuddling, hugging, kissing, editing, and teasing each other?"
"Alriight, we have some stuff to do" He smiled as he kissed my cheek. "Now get up, I made breakfast!" He went outside the room excitingly.

This is it. December 25, the day I can make Ian mine, forever... If he says yes.

**** Later that Night ****

"Anthony, open my present!" Ian cheered.
"Okay, I guess." I chuckled as I unwrapped his gift for me..

"Whoaa.." I was in awe. His gift was a photo album of our cherised moments together. "You made this?"
"Uh-huh!" He said happily while nodding.
"Well? Whats your gift for me?" He asked.

This is it

I knelt on one knee and held his hand. He had a confused look (which is indeed very cute) He then asked
"A-Anthony.. What are you d-doing?"

I took a deep breath and said "Ian, I have known you for a long time. All the way back in 6th grade up to now. And during that time, I felt something in my heart. Something more known be as 'Love'. Ian, you're special to me. You're someone that I dont want to lose. Someone I wish to be with forevermore. So, Ian Andrew Hecox.. Will you marry me?" I took out the ring and put it on his gaze. He gasped and covered his face. Ian was surely crying.
"A-Anthony I-I..." He paused and cried even more.
"I-I'm s-so speechl-less.. I-I-I dont k-know what t-to say.." He stuttered and wiped off his tears.
"But I know for sure that I too, want to spend the rest of my days with you." Ian slightly smiled at me, making me smile as well.
"So, your answer is...?"
"Yes, Anthony. I do want to marry you", said Ian as he kissed me.

"I love you Ian..."

"I love you too, Anthony. And you know what? This is the best Christmas ever."

••The End••