"Ian," I breathe out. He smiles and hugs me. He spins me around. "How's my favorite cousin been?" I ask. "I'm your only cousin," he says with a laugh. I laugh. "Com'on let's go to my house," he says. Ian drives to his house. We sing songs that come on the radio all the way there. We pull up to a small white house. He grabs my large suitcase. I sling my backpack over my shoulder. "You didn't have to grab that I could've-" "I wanted to," he says. We walk inside and I see another guy sitting on the couch. "Hey, Ian," He says. He notices me. "Who's this?"

Just a fanfiction about (y/n), a 24-year-old female, who loves Smosh Games.

In the middle of Ian's good night sleep, someone banged on his door around 2am at his house in Sacramento. It was a girl, a short clever thirteen year old. She and her missing brother are being chased down by a psycho maniac wanting to kill them. Ian decides to help and take care of her with the help of Anthony, Kalel, and the Smosh Gang. What Ian doesn't know, he's risking not only his life, but everyone he loves and care about. Why are the siblings wanted killed? What's the girl's name? Will Ian be able to keep her safe? Read and join in the story to find out where their challenges lead them to. (Book was published on January 18, 2012.) [Also yo, the author is currently editing the book.]

(This may contain spoilers) You known Anthony since middle school and had a crush on him. But he has a crush on someone else. Ian posted an embarrassing video about Anthony. Will you be able to love Anthony? Will he love you? Read to find out. ((I don't own the movie or smosh))

Ella has all three of us laughing and is cracking jokes for the rest of the Skype call. When we finally hang up and we all look at each other. "We have to hire her," we say in unison.

3:48 AM Matt: I can't find the pizza help 3:48 AM Chloe: Matt what the hell go to bed

Her name is Brittni Barger. She started out as the quiet one on her first day of shooting in our smosh video and I was the first one to approach her. As time went by, we became more than acquaintances, we became friends...best friends. She was always there for me and I was there for her and we were comfortable with one another to the point where we would sometimes share hugs and secrets. But there's one secret I couldn't dare tell her: The reason why I would always, and I mean ALWAYS, choose her as my onscreen date. I think I like her more than a friend... Do I love her? HALP MEH. Just a thought of her drives me crazy. __________ Note: This is my first and ONLY time writing romance, so I hope you'll like it anyway! Lol