Ok, so, I am a girl from Illinois. I don't know Smosh, but I do watch their videos. Anything written in this story was not meant to offend or be hurtful in any way. Remember this is all just for fun and your reading enjoyment. The first chapter is kind of slow, but it's just to set up the rest of the story. Ideas for new chapters are welcome and I hope you enjoy the smoshy experience!

Chapter 1:

I wandered around the street alone. I really never had a place to live. I got kicked out of my apartment because I couldn't make payment on time. I slowly walked around the corner to a bench. I sat down and cried. Two guys were walking down the road laughing and kind of picking up their pace. One of them saw me and stopped. I looked up. He sat down next to me and the other sat on the opposite side.

"What's wrong?" The first one asked.

"I got kicked out of my apartment and I have nowhere to go and no clothes or anything other than what I'm wearing right now."

I sobbed. He looked to the second guy.

"Come on Ant, we have room."

"Ok." The other sighed, "You can stay with us."

The first said, smiling, "I'm Ian and that's Anthony."

"A-Allison." I sniffed.

"You sound like you might have a small cold." Anthony said, "I'll look when we get back." He stated.

We all got up and headed down the road. I was silent until I stepped inside.

"Finally, dry and warm." I said, looking around.

"How long have you been out there?" Ian asked.

"A week. No food."

"Woah. Anthony, you start cooking. I'll show her the bathroom and dig out some old clothes."

We started walking and Anthony noticed my limp.

"Stay in there with her, she might fall."

We walked into a room and he got out some clothes and walked into the bathroom.

"Ok, throw me your clothes and I'll put them in the hamper."

I threw him the clothes I was currently wearing and started the shower

"So, um, how did you get kicked out?"

"Well, I couldn't afford college and my parents died and I tried to rent an apartment, but it really didn't work because I couldn't pay rent for a while."

"Oh, wow."

I soon stopped the shower and grabbed the towel and the clothes. They were a little big, but they worked. I stepped out and Ian helped me back into the living room. Anthony brought in three plates with hot dogs, macaroni, and mashed potatoes. I was sort of hungry, but I didn't gobble it all down or anything. Anthony sat next to me and felt my head.

"You don't feel too hot, but I believe it's a small fever."

When we all finished, he took me to a plain bedroom and had me lay in the bed.

"Ok, tell me if anything hurts."

He started pushing on different parts of my stomach. He put a thermometer in my mouth and like a minute later checked it.

"Yep. Low grade fever."

He placed two fingers on my neck.

"Regular pulse. Are you cold?"

I nodded and he pulled out a cover from the closet and threw it over me.

"That will do for now. Come on out and we'll all watch television."

I followed him back out and sat next to Ian and lay my head on his shoulder.

"You're my new pillow. Deal with it."

Anthony burst out laughing.

"Oh, just wait, you're next."

We all laughed harder.

"I didn't know she was funny!" Ian stated.

"And I didn't know you were a guy, get with the program Ian!"

He smiled and flipped it to Pokémon. I felt him going limp within an hour. I looked at him and smiled, then got up and looked at Anthony.

"Allison, you want to go to bed?"

"Sure."

He took me back into my room and made sure I was tucked in and everything.

"Goodnight Honey." He said in his fake motherly voice.

"Goodnight mom." I giggled back.

"If you need anything, I'm right across the hall and the first door on the left." He said, turning the light off.

I had a weird nightmare. I was walking around the street and some random person held a gun to my neck and started freaking on me. Apparently I started screaming, because when I woke up, Ian and Anthony were both touching my arm and staring at me, breathing heavily. I threw off the blankets, covered in a cold sweat and sat up.

"Are you ok?" Ian asked

"Y-Yeah."

"No, you're not. You're ghostly white and sweating." Ian observed. "Alright, make room. Uncle Ian's coming in. Ant, you can go back and sleep, I got this."

Anthony tiredly walked out and I was left with Ian.

"You're safe with me." I heard in my ear. I fell back asleep to only sweet dreams of what could have been...

Aright, I know it sucks, but it's only chapter one! things get more interesting i swear! ... please bare with me until i get more chapters out? I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER!