Hey Guys! Sorry it took me so long to update! I was sick, had exams, lost my password, it was chaos! But anyway. A little longer then usual. The start's a little messy, but I needed to update cos I'm going away at the end of this month. So here you go. Let me know what you think in the reviews!

I woke up at ten. Four hours to go. I decided to go for a jog. I got out of bed and walked over to my closet and got out my jogging pants and a loose t-shirt. I went jogging for about an hour. It sure is beautiful here in the morning. I got back to my house at about eleven. As soon as I got home, I went straight in for a shower. I try to jog early here. It gets super hot around mid-day. I got out, dried and straightened my hair and went to my wardrobe. I had no idea what to wear. Eventually I just put on a pair of dark denim shorts and a Pokémon tank top. It was my favourite top. It was yellow and had a simple pixel outline of Ash and Pikachu on it. I put on my yellow converse high tops. I tied my hair up in a ponytail. I didn't bother with make-up, I've never been that kind of girl. I was ready by half past one. I went down stairs, went into the kitchen and got a glass of water. I was lent against the counter when my doorbell rang; I looked at the clock, quarter to two. I walked over to the door and opened it. I was greeted by a very smiley Ian.

"Hey!" He said enthusiastically.

"Hey, Ian" I said. Hoping I didn't let slip how nervous I was.

"I know I'm early but..." Ian rubs the back of his neck and his cheeks go slightly pink "I was pretty excited about this." His face was too cute.

"Well what are we waiting for?" I smile brightly at him.

"Hope you don't mind walking. It's only like… a block away" Ian looked at me.

"I don't mind at all" I reply as I grab my keys, phone and get some money from my purse, slipping it into my pocket.

Ian moves from the doorway. I follow after him, close the door and lock it. We walk down the drive way and onto the street. We walked for a few minutes, talking about nothing in particular; Ian complemented my shirt, which didn't surprise me. Shortly after, Ian brushed his hand off mine, I continued talking, then he took my hand in his, I felt myself blush deep red.

"Y-you don't mind do you?" Ian said, a slight stutter in his words. It surprised me, he seemed so confident before. I shook my head. The conversation carried on as normal from there.

We soon reached our destination. It was a retro, 1950's style diner. I was delighted. It was one of my favourite eras. We walked inside, we sat down in the booth across from each other. I picked up the menu and looked through, I ended up ordering a burger, fries and a strawberry milkshake. We talked a little more while we waited for our food.

"So, what do you think of the place?" Ian questioned me from across the booth.

"I love it! It's perfect." I smiled.

"I know right? I haven't been here since…" Ian trailed off, "Never mind. I wouldn't wanna dump it on you." He shook his head

"Hey come on now Ian. We're friends right? Well.. I'm your creepy neighbour!" I laughed.

Ian smiled at the last few words. "It's probably better you say friend, but you're both. Well," he became very serious. "My last girlfriend dumped me here about a year ago... She said she was sick of being second to Smosh." He looked down and shook his head

"Well, then she didn't get you at all, did she? If she did, she would have understood your dedication to what you do and to your fans." I told him, my eyebrows furrowed. I couldn't get my head around it. Giving up a guy like Ian over something like that.

Ian looked up from the table, his striking blue eyes full of light again. "You know what? You are so right. I need someone who gets it."

My brain screamed "I get it Ian." I wanted to slap myself. Something about him made me drop all my guards. Before I did back hand myself, the food arrived. A distraction! Thank the lord. I picked up my burger immediately and took a bite. It was silent while we both ate. Ian was finished before I did, and he was picking at my fries. When I finished my burger, Ian and I had left only one fry.

"Thanks for the help." I laughed and then took the last sip of my milkshake.

"No problem at all, eating food is one of my talents" He scoffed. He was pulling some money out of his wallet. I went to grab some out of my pocket.

Ian grabbed the final fry from the plate. "Don't you dare get that money"

I narrowed my eyes and slowly continued to reach into my pocket. Ian flung the fry at me. It hit me right between the eyes. "Hey!" I yelped, rubbing my forehead. By the time I uncovered my face, Ian had already ran to the counter and was paying for the food.

I got up and walked over. "You're a frickin' ninja." I whispered to him. He winked playfully in response.

We walked out and strolled back to the neighborhood, laughing and joking. When we reached my house, he walked me up to my door. As Ian was just finished putting his phone in his pocket after he received a text from Anthony, I punched him playfully in the arm.

He gasped. "What was that for!?" He asked, acting overly-offended, making it clear he was joking. Although part of him was actually unsure.

"Revenge for the fry assault earlier," I huffed playfully and rubbed my forehead "It really hurt."

"Oh, did it know?" Ian asked.

I nodded, pouting.

"Well, here, to help it feel better…" Ian said softly. And before I knew it, he kissed my lightly on the forehead. I went absolutely scarlet.

"Well, I have Smosh things to attend to. I'll talk to you later, Ali." Ian said asturned he walked down the drive way. I turned quickly and unlocked the door, hurrying inside. As soon as I got in I shut the door, leaned my back against it and slid down 'til I was sitting on the floor.

Oh. My. God.