Would you rather? Chapter 5
Again sorry for last chapter. It sucked really bad but I'll try to make this one better 3
Anthony's POV
"Okay guys I think we got up with a solution. Me and Tascha is going to kiss first. Then it's Ian and Tascha. And I just wanna make this clear. We just met this girl so I can't promise it will be as perfect as always but yeah. Please bear with us! We haven't known her for a day you know."I said. "I'm cool with it though" Tascha said ice cold. She certainly didn't hesitate. "I mean you're fucking Smosh you know. Of course I would kiss you if you asked me.""O-okay uhm LET'S DO IT!" Ian said. I kissed her and she actually wasn't a bad kisser. After 10 seconds to please our Smoshers, it was Ian and Tascha's turn to kiss. I don't know how it looked when me and Tascha kissed but it looked like they were into it. But Tascha did like him so I understand her. Not in the gay way you sick pervert! Why am I talking to my dirty self? Back to the kiss. It still lasted 10 seconds just as mine.
Ian's POV
Wow. Just wow. She was an amazing kisser! Omg, I can't describe. The butterflies in my belly just multiplied. But she was cold right before the kisses. I actually didn't think she would say yes but she did. And I know for sure now that I'm in love with her. I could feel Anthony's eyes locked at us when we kissed. He quickly turned away when we broke the kiss. He was finding a new twitter question. "To the girl that I with you: Would you rather be forced to lick a turtle or have a face like Ian and Anthony lovechild?" What kind of question is that? "I'd love to have a face like Ian and Anthony's love child!" she said as if nothing happened. "It actually would be pretty awesome." I said laughing. Her cell phone rang. "Finding twitter questions finding twitter questions" it sang three times in a row. Wow she really loves Smosh. She picked it up and started to talk in a weird language. I think it was Danish. She mentioned us sometimes and after some minutes she hung up. "Can you drive me to the airport?" she said. I went blank. I couldn't believe it. Is she moving already? But she just arrived. She had barely been in her own house. My heart broke piece by piece. I was melting inside.
Tascha's POV
Stacey called me. It was really embarrassing that I had to talk Danish in front of two American men. Ian. He was better than as expected I told Stacey. I knew that Ian and Anthony didn't speak Danish so I could luckily talk Danish in their presence. She had arrived in Sacramento and wanted me to pick her up. I totally forgot to rent a car. But I've had the best time of my life hanging out with Ian. And Anthony I thought to myself. I asked them to drive me as I looked on Anthony and Ian. We were in Anthony's car even though I wanted to be in Ian's. It smelled like him and that was a good thing. We were silent the whole trip. I thought it was weird they didn't ask why I wanted to go to the airport. Stacey wasn't that good at English and I knew that Anthony and Stacey would be perfect together. And Ian and I would be perfect too. But I'm sure he didn't like me. Maybe as friend. But I don't want to be friend zoned. But I might as well try and be his friend anyway.