Ian's POV:

I didn't go straight to sleep. I took a hot shower, because it helps me to get sleep better. I had an interesting day, but somehow, I didn't want to think about it anymore. So I started to hum my favorite songs, like I usually do when I'm taking a shower.
When I was done, I putted a towel around the lower half of me, and silently walked to my room, and closed the door. My hair looked really messy, but it didn't mind. I quickly dressed my pajamas on, and crawled to my king-sized bed. It seemed so stupid to sleep alone in that big bed. I closed my eyes, wishing, I would have beautiful dreams.
But I was totally wrong.

I am in a small room. There's no furniture, or other people. There are no doors, or windows at all. It's almost perfectly silent, if you don't count the heavy breath of mine. I can't see at all, I can only feel the cold walls surrounding me. My heart is pounding really fast, like it wants to come out of my chest. Then, suddenly, I hear a very loud scream. A girl is screaming my name over, and over, and over again. "Ian, Ian! Please, help me! Save me Ian!" Then, it starts to get very hot. Literally. Flames are surrounding me, and there's no way out. I'm trapped, and the flames are getting closer and closer…

"WAKE UP IAN!" I heard my best friend yelling. When I opened my eyes, I raised my hand on my forehead that was all sweaty. I noticed I was breathing really fast. "Uhm, yeah?" I said frightened. "You scared the firetruck out of me! Why the heck were you screaming?!" Anthony said sounding very worried. "I was screaming?" I said dubiously. "Yeah, very, VERY loud", Anthony said acting to be very mad at me. He didn't have his pajamas on anymore, so I gladly didn't wake him up. "I… I think I had a nightmare…" I stuttered. "Oh.. That's why you were screaming. What did you see?" he asked, and came to sit next to me on my bed. "I don't really remember anymore… But I was in a dark room, and it had no way out… Then there were flames everywhere, and I was trapped", I explained. Anthony hugged me softly and had a little grin on his face. "Oh, but don't worry. You're safe now!" he said happily, taking my hand. "Now we seriously need to eat something, I'm STARVING!" he said laughing, standing up, and pulling me behind him to the kitchen. "You can make us something, while I take a shower!" I laughed, and ran to the bathroom. I left Anthony stand there with the world's stupidest face ever. He wasn't a good cook, everyone knew that.

When I came back to the kitchen, Anthony was pouring me some flakes in a bowl with orange stripes. He grabbed the milk jug from the fridge, as I sat down to the table. "You lazy-ass!" he said grinning. "Here's your cereals!" he said, serving the bowl in front of me. I grinned a little bit, and started slowly eating. Anthony got himself a bowl of cereals too, and sat facing me. He was rolling his spoon among the bowl, and looked at the table. "So, what are we going to do on today's Ian is Bored- episode? Do you have any ideas?" he said looking at me with his deep, brown eyes. Lately it's been really busy writing the new Smosh script, so I didn't really have time to think about anything else. "Well… I saw this tweet on Twitter, where some fans suggested us to learn to speak some foreign language, you know what I mean?" I stuttered, hoping, my suggestion wouldn't be rejected. I thought it was a pretty good idea!

Anthony nodded slowly, and had a smile on his face. "That's a pretty damn good idea! I think we should make that happen! But did they say anything about the language? I mean, is there some special language those guys wanted us to learn?" he said looking at me very questionably. "Umm.. They didn't actually suggest any specific language, but for their pleasure, I think we should do one of the world's hardest languages. It would be really funny!" I said, giving a little smile to my best friend. I really didn't know much of languages, so I thought we should go, and search from the amazing world of Internet.

We walked to the computer in Anthony's room, and he typed to Google: 'the world's hardest languages'. There was a page that had listed the hardest languages in the world, so Anthony clicked it. On the top of the list there were languages like Korean, Japanese, Chinese and Greek, but there was one language that we paid attention the most. Finnish. I have heard of Finnish language, and I think it sounds like the Finns are singing all the time. That would be a good choice, I thought out loud. "What? What would be a good choice?" Anthony asked. "Finnish. I think it's an interesting language. We should try to speak that!" I replied, looking at Anthony's suspicious face. "Yeah… Sure", he stuttered.

Anthony's POV:

It was about noon when I grabbed the camera, and brought it to Ian, who was sitting on the sofa, looking really excited. "Is it time for filming?" He grinned. I nodded, and sat next to him. We had searched some information of Finnish, and picked couple random words we translated via Google Translator. Finnish sounded really hard, when I heard it for the first time. Ian had some kind of interest to the whole country, and he seriously wanted to go there sometime. I really didn't know anything about Finland, but I didn't mind.

Ian took the camera from my hands, and we started recording. I think it is fun to film Ian is Bored- episodes, 'cause we don't need to keep a straight face through the whole thing. "Hey guys, and welcome to another episode of Ian is Bored!" Ian started as usually. Then he turned the camera straight at me. "So, today we are actually delivering your wishes!" I said smiling. "We are going to learn one foreign language! How does it sound to you, Anthony?" Ian said. "I'm a little scared. I think I just pooped in my pants.." I said with a fake sad-face. Ian shook his head, grinning. "The language we are going to learn today is…" Ian said dramatically, again turning the camera to me. "FINNISH!" I yelled to the camera, sounding really extra energetic. Ian nodded, and said: "We have Google Translator here helping us, so let's start, shall we?"

After a bunch of epic fails, giggles, typing mistakes and having fun with the camera, Ian looked at me, after when I shut the camera. "I think we should take a break", he said with a little sparkle in his magically blue eyes. "But I thought we were done?" I said. I really had no idea what Ian was meaning with that phrase. "Yeah, sure we are. But like a vacation to somewhere.. I would like to go somewhere, see the world! All I have ever seen in my life is the same, old and boring Sacramento! I think we should take a break from Smosh for a while… We have such a big projects coming, so why not have a little fun for a change? I don't mean Smosh isn't fun, but.. I need something else to my life. Something else besides working 24/7 with Smosh stuff…" he stuttered.

"Okay… But who will do all the Smosh stuff then? We can't work it when we are out of town!" I said, little bit too loud. Ian looked me with a rejected face. "Fine then! We don't need to go anywhere! Just fuck off, okay!?" Ian yelled at me. Why is he yelling at me? "Please, Ian, don't be mad! Of course I want to take a break and everything.. But now doesn't feel like the right time for that!" I said, grabbing Ian from his blue Tomahawk shirt's sleeve. "Don't touch me!" he screamed, got up, and speed walked to the tiny hallway looking really pissed.

"Ian! Dude, wait!" I said loudly when he left. He was standing in front of the door of his room, like he was waiting for me to come after him. "Ian.." I said quietly, and he turned around. His blue eyes looked terrifying, I could sense the tension of the situation. I had a strange feeling going through my body, from toes to the top of my head. It felt really good. Ian looked so vulnerable standing there, looking straight to my soul through my eyes. Then the weird thoughts hit me. I suddenly felt something for Ian, I haven't felt before.

Am I gay? I just can't be… I have Kalel and.. I had no more time left, until I noticed Ian was much closer to me, than he was couple seconds ago. I just couldn't help myself. I bended closer to him, and felt his soft lips touching mine. I noticed Ian back up a little, but not breaking the kiss. He was pulling me closer to him, and when he did, I felt shivers rushing through my body. I opened my mouth for a little, and Ian took his chances. Our tongues touching romantically, my hands rushing through Ian's back, and his hands wrapped around my waist. That moment was amazing, and I felt like I would explode from the taste of him.

Feeling his tiny body in my arms, his beard sticking my neck, as he was kissing it, and his heavy breathing, made me wanting more. Ian whispered to my ear: "Ant… I.. I love you." I kissed him on the lips one more time, making the kiss so intense, I had to break it. "I love you too, little guy", I said ruffling his wonderful, a little messed up hair. He was so handsome! "I don't really know what just happened…" Ian said with a grin on his face. "Me neither… But it doesn't matter. It felt awesome. I've never felt so good kissing anyone", I said, thinking about what I was saying. Slowly going through the happenings of couple last minutes, I realized I was doing something completely wrong. "Kalel.." I said quietly, looking down to the beige carpet. "Yeah.. I know. I didn't make you do anything, remember that", Ian said winking at me. "Yes, I know that", I said, barely out loud. Ian hugged me and whispered: "Don't worry, it won't happen again." When he said that, my mood fell from hundred percent down to twenty percent. "Yeah, It won't", I said trying really bad to fake a smile. Ian hated me.. He didn't want me… What have I done?

Hey everyone! Chapter 3 – finally done!
Sorry for not posting for a long time, 'cause I had lots of
other things to do. I'll make it up to you! I also tried to make this chapter
a little longer, so it would make it up to you guys! I luv you! :33

Lotta Hecox