Previously: It was getting late, so they decided to go to bed. I stayed up for three reasons: the first was because I didn't need sleep until, like, I had been up for a week and no sleep, the second reason was because I was looking out for slender, and the third was because I wanted to watch them. Just because.

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When morning came, I found myself staring at Ian when he was getting out of bed, totally unaware of me sitting on the couch watching him. Anthony did not move so I guessed he was still asleep. Ian walked past me and mumbled, "Morning." "Good morning, Ian!" I greeted in a whisper. I got up and hugged him. He hugged me back in a tired way. "What time is it?" He asks. I take out my phone and look. "It is seven forty five." I say. "That's early! I'm going back to bed." He says. "Okay." He got back under the covers and fell into a deep sleep within five minutes. I chuckled as I went into the bathroom and turned on the hot water, knowing he would appreciate it being able to get into a bathtub full of warm water in the morning. I turned it on and waited for it to get warm, and then I plugged it up so it would fill. I put soap in the bathtub so it would be bubbly. Once it was done after the ten minutes it took to fill up, I exited the bathroom and closed the door so it would be warm inside as well. I sat on the couch again, and Ian woke up once more. He instantly shot awake. "How long was I asleep?!" He asked. Anthony stirred, and I whispered, "Only fifteen minutes. I got the bath ready for you." He got out and hugged me. "Thank you." He says. "I appreciate it." "I thought you would." He went into the bathroom and closed the door. I smiled and lay on his bed where he was. I closed my eyes as his scent intoxicated me and I fell asleep.

I woke up alert, sitting up immediately. Ian and Anthony were ready and it was bright outside. "How long was I asleep?" I ask. "An hour. Maybe an hour and a half." Anthony says. "About two and a half hours. Anthony was still asleep when I came out of the bathroom." I was astounded that I slept for that long. "Wow. So, uh, all I need to do is take a shower and stuff." I say. I get up and go into the bathroom. I shed my clothes and as I step into the bathtub, I feel warmth. I smile. "Thanks, Ian!" I yell. "You're welcome!" He says. It was not bubbly, though. I didn't care. I didn't even like bubbles. I sank down into the bathtub, humming as the warmth overtook my body. I saw the steam as I sank lower and lower. I sat there for a good five minutes, just taking in the warmth. Then I realized that I needed to wash. I washed my hair, then my body, then my feet. I used the face wash to wash my face, probably filled with dirt. I was right as I watched the drops of dirty soap and water drip into the tub. I then went fully underwater so I could rinse my whole body in the huge tub. I heard a door open and I lifted my head. "Oh, it's you." I say to Ian. "Who else would it be?" "Anthony." "Oh." I shook my head and chuckled. He grabbed his dirty clothes and exited the bathroom. Why didn't I freak out when Ian came in when I was in the bath, naked? I stepped out of the bathtub and unclogged it, drying myself off with a towel hanging on a rack. The towel was nice and warm because of the steam. I opened the door a crack. "Can someone get me some clean clothes?" I ask. "Sure!" I hear. I wait a few minutes in the bathroom and Ian comes in, handing me some clothes. It was my black spaghetti strapped tank top and a purple shirt meant to go over it and some pitch black skinny jeans. I got them on, hanging the towel neatly on the rack. I opened the door and shivered at the cold air that rushed to me as I stepped out.

"You look nice!" Ian says. "Thank you." I say, putting my black sneakers on. "Ok, can you go shopping now, Ian?" Anthony asks. "Yeah." He says. "I should go, too. I have to feed as well." "Ok." I realized that this was my time to be alone with Ian. He got his shoes on and we walked out the door, taking a keycard. We walked silently to the car and got into it. We had nothing to talk about, really. Ian also had to take me to school as well. It was only Tuesday. Most of the drive was silent. Until Ian said, "I don't know how to put this." "Put what?" He stopped the car in the school parking lot and looked at me. I looked back to him. "I think that I… I think I love you." "That doesn't surprise me." I say. "What? Why not?" "I'm not saying I don't like you back, I'm just saying it doesn't surprise me." "Why doesn't it surprise you?" "You're horrible at hiding things." He chuckles as a bus pulls up next to us and the kids start shuffling off. Neither of us noticed it. He leaned in and pressed his lips gently to mine at first, then harder. His lips synced perfectly with mine. His tongue somehow found its way into my mouth and it explored my mouth, as I had let it in. He wrapped around me, pushing me against the car door on my side. I kissed him back because I loved him and I was still not sure if he loved me back, but only wanted lust, even though he had said he loved me. I pushed him off because I could not pull back. "Do you really love me?" I ask. "Yes, yes I do." He says. "Or do you just want lust?" "I want you, Madison. I don't care what anyone else thinks. Did Anthony tell you he thinks I want lust?" "No. I was just thinking. Some people only want lust and they would go out of their way to hurt someone to get it." I say as his lips caressed my neck and jaw line. "I love you. I love you so much." "I love you too." I say. "Good. Now get out of my car and go to school." He says jokingly. I chuckle. "I'll see you after school." I say. "I'll be picking you up, don't worry." I opened the door and stepped out, still not noticing the kids staring at me and Ian. I stared after Ian as he drove away and he waved. As he turned the corner and was gone from sight, I noticed the kids. I stared at them in disbelief. They really watched us make out in the car. I walked through them as if nothing happened. Some girls walked up to me. "Oh my god, Madison, you just made out with him?" They ask. "First, I don't know you. Second, don't judge him by what he looks li-" "No girl, you just made out with a celebrity. Ian Hecox from Smosh girl? Really? You're gonna be so popular. Did you even know he was a celeb?" "I live with him. Who are you again?" "I'm Samantha, and this is Tracey and Melanie. Call her Mel." She came and stood next to me. "You can be our new friend, right, Madi?" I pushed her off of me. "I don't wan't anyone to judge me by who I'm dating. We are two totally different people and I really don't want to be your friend because you're not nice at all and get what you want to have." I turned around and started to walk away.