What's a Smosh?(A Smosh Games Fanfiction)

"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?"