"I knew it!"

Amelie flinched at the enthusiastic answer from Mari. She looked into her dark brown eyes for a moment, her face conveying confusion and surprise.

"Wait, you knew it? What do you mean, you knew it?" she exclaimed.

"J-just a second," Mari stammered. She quickly slipped out of the seat she was in and ran to the door of the conference room they were in. "Joshua! David! Matt! Amra! Wes! Get in here! Quick!" she squealed.

Amelie sat in her place at the end of the long table, stunned. How could Mari know? What did she know about? The kiss? Or does she know something I don't…

Her thoughts were interrupted by the Smosh Games crew thundering into the room like a herd of elephants. They took their places at the table while Mari carefully closed the door behind them.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" Joshua squealed, flailing his hands like a fangirl. "Is this for real?"

"If this is for real, you owe me fifty bucks, Matt," David commented, turning to the man.

"It's okay, because I'm getting my fifty bucks back from Wes," he retorted.

"Aw, damnit!" Wes shouted, slapping the table.

"Wait, what?" Amelie interrupted. The whole crew set their wallets down and turned to her with confused looks in their eyes.

"Oh…she doesn't know," Mari muttered after a short, awkward pause, looking at the five men and motioning to Amelie with her head. They all looked back at each other and nodded with knowing looks in their eyes.

"Okay, so long story short, Ami," Joshua started to explain.

Matt burst in. "Ever since Smosh Games was a thing, we've all kind of been betting that Ianthony is real, so this is kind of the biggest moment of our lives."

"So tell us what happened!" David exclaimed. The whole crew turned their chairs towards Amelie and waited for her to begin her fanfiction-turned-real.

Amelie stared at everyone, still confused. Well, this is great, she thought. My coworkers are all hardcore Ianthony shippers. She sighed as she got up to check the door. Nobody was there. She closed the blinds that covered the window on the door and sat back down.

"Okay, but if I tell you this, you have to promise that this story doesn't leave this room. If word gets out that Ian and Anthony know, they are going to be pissed. Got it?" Amelie said harshly, while keeping her voice down.


"Well?" Noah asked. "What did she say?"

Noah was sitting in Amelie's room. He had invited himself over as soon as he heard the conversation went well, but Amelie didn't mind. He did that a lot, and she just had to tell him.

"Well… she flipped. And brought everyone else into the room," blurted Amelie.

Noah laughed. "What did they all do?"

"Well, I learned that they have all been hardcore Ianthony shippers ever since Smosh Games was formed. They were all passing around bet money and freaking out!" Amelie started to laugh along.

"Really? Even David?" Noah asked in amusement.

"Even David! Everyone was squealing, and I think Joshua even shed a tear!" By this point they were dying of laughter. After they finally calmed down, though, they knew there was a huge question looming over their heads.

"So… what do we do now?" Noah inquired.

"That's a good question." Amelie ran her hands through her long, ombre hair and began to braid it to the side. "We should tell Olivia and Keith. I don't want them feeling left out."

"Yeah, we can both do that tomorrow at the Smosh shoot," Noah nodded. He began to stare off into space.

"What are you thinking?" Amelie asked.

Noah sighed. "Just… this is all so crazy. If I'd had know what was waiting for us in that room…" He paused for a minute. "Amelie, if you had known what was in the room, would you still have gone in there?"

The young girl paused in the middle of her braiding and thought for a moment. "I don't know right now. I guess I'll figure it out. For now though, we just need to keep this quiet. Make sure they don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Okay." Noah replied.

For a long time everything was quiet. The orange sky shone sunlight into the pink-walled bedroom. The two 18 year-olds sat on the bed thinking about the life-changing burden they now carried on their shoulders.

Noah looked at Amelie. Her chocolate brown eyes looked towards the window in a daze. Her now-braided hair was thrown over her shoulder, and damn, it looked good, he thought. Now he started to see her a bit differently. For years he had been trying to find someone to understand him, to support him, to love him like he was. Amelie understood. With this crazy Smosh business taking over his life, he hadn't had time to really look for a girlfriend, but maybe, he thought, maybe I don't have to look much further.

They both jumped at the sudden ringing of Noah's phone. He looked down and realized, in dismay, it was the alarm he had set to go home.

"Crap," Noah muttered under his breath. "I gotta go, Ami."

"Alright," she replied.

As Noah gathered his things and headed towards the door, Amelie thought, sure is nice to have someone to talk to. He's the only one who's understood my situation. Hell, he's the only one who's ever understood me at all. Noah's given me so much help over these past few months, it's unbelievable. I could just go up and… wait, what?

"Ami…?" Noah waved a hand in front of her face. "Earth to Ami! Are you there?"

"Oh, s-sorry," Amelie mumbled, focusing her eyes. Well, shit, she thought. "Well, see you tomorrow at the shoot."

Noah started to go in for a hug. Considering they were good friends, this wasn't the first time they had hugged, but it felt different. Amelie rested her head on his chest, and Noah took his place on her shoulder, their perfume and cologne combining into one beautiful smell.

"I know this sounds weird," Noah admitted, "but I wish it could be like this forever."

"Don't worry, it isn't. I feel the exact same way," Amelie reassured him.

As the orange sun set outside, and the stars were just starting to appear, for a moment, just a moment, the burden of their secret was lifted off their shoulders, and the two teens could comfort themselves in each other.


Thank you guys so much for reading! Ooh, Amelie x Noah action ;) Anyways, criticism is welcome! I was supposed to post this yesterday, but I had testing, so. I had to finish the chapter this morning.

Thanks again! -Emmy