Smosh Fan-fiction

Chapter 4 - I Love You Too

P.O.V - Alex

It was still dark out. I have never been alone like this for such a long time. It was so lonely. It was really cold out, but that's how I knew I was dead. Cold in California? That's impossible. But for some reason I couldn't keep telling myself that. It just made me feel worse and worse. I was leaning against my grave staring at the flowers that Ian has left behind. I only wish I could feel and touch the soft, lotion feeling, pedals.

As I was looking at the flowers I saw a light out of the corner of my eye. I looked up to see Ian's car. I sat there and grew more sad and depressed. I started to cry.

"Ian…you can't see or hear me so go home. Your just making it worse."

I said knowing he couldn't hear me. Ian got out of the car crying. I stood still in the same place just staring up at his red irritated eyes. He stood in front of the grave for a second. Then he kneeled down to the ground. I sat up more straight.

"Alex…"

Ian said very quietly. It horrified me. He was so sad even his voice has turned into a sad, down kind of sound.

"I know you r here. I just wish I could see your face again…"

He trailed off.

"And hear your voice."

I got right in front of him to see into his bloodshot eyes.

"I miss your voice the most. I miss the duets we would sing together on a Saturday night. As you played the piano and sang. I can remember as it was yesterday."

Ian started to cry and began unable to talk. It was the same with me. Even though my body died doesn't mean my feelings ran away.

After a minute he looked at the flowers he left for me hours ago.

"I hope you like the flowers."

He paused as if for a reply.

"I knew you would like them."

He said as a if I replied. He took another deep breath while tears poured out his eyes.

"I only wish I could hear that from you."

I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ian! Ian! I'm here!"

I screamed. Tears built a puddle at my chin.

"I miss you to! And I love the flowers! Ian just hurry up and grow old so we can see each other again!"

Of course Ian had no idea I was even there so he just kept crying.

"I-I love you…"

Ian whispered. He stood up and started for his car. I followed him to his car. When he put his hand on the handle of his car I put my hand on his shoulder. He suddenly froze. I leaned close to his ear and whispered…

"I love you too…"

When my hand left his shoulder he opened the door and drove away.