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Two Years Later
Ever's POV:
I sighed as I looked around Anthony and Ian's new house. It was much bigger than their old one, had been. There was an upstairs and a downstairs. It had been two years since I knew Smosh. And exactly one year since I had officially began living with them. As had Kennedee.
I guess you could say Anthony and I were serious. No. Not as far as marriage or anything, I guess we had settled down. There was no drama either. We had our ups and downs, but doesn't every couple? Caleb was too busy with Tom to care about what Anthony, and I were up to luckily. Kennedee and Ian were a lot more serious than Anthony and I. Anthony figured Ian would pop the question any day now to Kennedee...
Things were going well with not only Smosh, but my YouTube channel itself. I got a lot more popular once people figured out I was dating Anthony and such. People didn't seem to say too many bad things about Anthony, and I dating. I was surprised, but their fangirls said I was a much more likeable person than Lizzie which still makes me laugh. I probably shouldn't read the blogs, and comments about myself, but I really can't help it. It just gets way too addicting..
"What do you think Ever?" Anthony asked as he walked up beside me, breaking me free of my thoughts. I thought for a few minutes before I shrugged.
"Well, it's a little too big don't you think?" I commented as I thought of the five bedrooms upstairs. Anthony shrugged.
"It'll do. Besides, at least you get your own filming room slash office." Anthony reminded me, as he kissed me on the cheek. I tried to fight my smile.
"True." Was all I managed to say. Anthony opened his mouth to say more, but was interrupted by the sound of giggles and a scream. We looked to the stairs to find Kennedee running down with Ian right behind her. "What's going on here?" I questioned with a raise of my eyebrows. Ian wrapped his arms around Kennedee from the back of her.
"I'm gonna go through her in the pool." Ian laughed, as he dragged her towards the sliding glass doors. I only shook my head and crossed my arms as Anthony headed over to open the door. Kennedee shrieked.
"Ever, help me!" She squealed. I didn't say anything, I only watched as Ian dragged her outside, with Anthony following. I caught up to them. Both Ian and Kennedee were in the pool. Kennedee splashed Ian. "You're an asshole!" She hissed. I laughed a little as I joined Anthony at his side.
"But that's why you love me!" Ian shouted. Kennedee shook her head.
"I don't love you." She replied seriously. Ian pouted.
"Bull." He said replied. Kennedee crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow at him. Her wet blue hair hung over her face. Kennedee was one of those girls who changed her hair color every few months.
Anthony looked at me. I looked back at him. "What?" I replied. Anthony shook his head and shrugged.
Sometimes I was a little jealous of Ian and Kennedee's playful – yet flirty relationship. Anthony and I were a lot more serious. We defiantly acted more like the type who was closer to getting married instead of the other way around. Sometimes I wondered if Anthony even loved me...he had been acting weird acting lately..
Flash Back
I giggled as I watched Anthony push Ian out of his room.
"Aww, you two are finally gonna-" Ian shouted as Anthony shut the door. He sighed once he turned around. His back facing the door.
"What did you have to tell me?" I asked Anthony as he sat down beside me on his bed. He took a deep breath.
"Ever.." He began. I watched him carefully as his eyes traced my face. He looked down and up before he opened his mouth. "I...I...I love you." He finally said. I just smiled, and pressed my lips to Anthony's. We kissed for a while before I moved away.
"I love you too." I whispered. Anthony kissed me again, and that kiss lingered into much more..
I blinked as I returned back to now. Anthony was in the pool now, Kennedee got out.
"Why are you getting out?" I asked as Kennedee walked towards the sliding doors. She opened the door and I followed her inside.
"I don't want the bleach to fuck up my hair." She answered simply as we walked across the living room to the kitchen. She opened the fridge and surveyed the contents.
"Oh." Was all I answered as I sat down at the table. I rested my head on my hand. I watched Kennedee pour herself some Mountain Dew before she headed over to me.
"What's wrong Ever?" She asked in a low voice, as she set her glass on the table. I shrugged.
"Nothing." I lied. Kennedee knew me enough by now to tell when I was lying.
"It's not nothing. Is it Anthony?" She asked in almost a whisper. I sighed and nodded. "Well, what is it?" She asked. Finally I told her.
"I don't think he loves me anymore." I said quietly. Kennedee gasped.
"That's bull! You should hear how much he talks about you and you should see the way he loo-" She began before I put my hand over her mouth. I put a finger to my lips, as the sliding doors opened. I could hear Anthony and Ian talking. I removed my hand from over her mouth as Anthony and Ian entered the kitchen.
"What were you two ladies in here talking about?" Ian asked. I gave Kennedee a look, indicating for her to not tell them anything.
"Just about how the chlorine in that pool could potentially ruin my perfect hair!" She shouted. I laughed from beside Kennedee. Ian frowned.
"I'm sworry." Ian pouted as he stuck out his bottom lip. Kennedee shook her head.
"Don't try that bud. If my hair's ruined I'm gonna kill you." She hissed. Ian gasped. I looked from Ian over to Anthony who had been looking at me this whole time.
"Looks like they need to work out their problems, before they get married..." Anthony said slowly. I giggled, Kennedee got mad.
"We're not getting married." Kennedee snapped. Anthony only shrugged at her and then walked over to me. He took my hand and kissed me.
"Get a room!" Kennedee shouted as I felt something cold, and obviously wet hitting Anthony and I. I looked up quickly to see Kennedee was holding the same glass that her Mountin Dew had been in.
"Great. Now we're going to be sticky!" Anthony snapped, as he gently let go of my hand and death stared at Kennedee.
"Awe, don't be such a baby Anthony. You'll survive." Kennedee hissed. Anthony rolled his eyes and stormed up the stairs, before we heard a door slam in the distance. "What's his problem?" Kennedee asked.
"I'm not sure. Maybe he's stressed?" I suggested. "I mean he's been so busy lately."
"Yeah. That's true, he's been up later than usual editing." Ian noted. I sighed.
"It's just too odd. I know he's a perfectionist, but it's getting to be over the top." I said slowly.
"He's probably just freaking out over the comments we get from time to judging slight editing mistakes." Ian suggested.
"Maybe." Was all I said before I headed to the stairs, and walked up slowly. Anthony was in our room (god that sounds so awkward to say, still!) so I headed to my office. I shut the door quietly behind me and headed to my iMac. I sat down at my desk, and sighed. I sat in silence for a few minutes before I heard a door opening. I turned in my chair to see Anthony storming inside. "What's wrong?" I asked, he took a deep breath before speaking.
"Nothing."
"It doesn't seem like nothing, you've been really stressed lately.."
"I'm not stressed, lets just drop it." Anthony hissed as he stared directly at me. I only nodded slowly. We stared at each other for a few minutes before he walked over. "You're always right, you know that?" Anthony whispered, I only raised my eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" I asked slowly as I bit my lip.
"I have been really stressed lately, things with Smosh, jus-" He began before I interrupted him with a kiss.
"It's fine." I replied with a smile. We kissed again, and I thought for a moment. "Lets just step away from Smosh and other YouTube related stuff for the weekend, I think it's good the both of us get our mind off things. What do you say?" I suggested, Anthony nodded.
"Good idea." He smiled, we kissed again, but we, were interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing in the distance. Anthony broke the kiss, and gave me a pleading look.
"Go answer it." I said with a little smile, he smiled, and headed off across the hallway. Once I heard him say hello, I felt my smile begin to fade.
What's wrong with Anthony lately? He's never usually this busy..
Yay! It's finally here. I don't know how often I'll be updating this, but I'll try my hardest to do this weekly. (School and others thing get in the way. xP) I hope I'm not rushing the story too quickly or whatever already. :$ Well, I still hope you all enjoy it! :)
