I love you, stupid - A smosh love story

Inspired by the lovely Mr Padilla and Mr Hecox, I didn't think that there were enough love stories with youtube characters, so I'm going to write some, starting with these ones here.
Name: Grace Rose Mackenzie
Age: 23
Occupation: Professional youtuber and writer
Hair colour: Dark brown
Eye colour: Hazel
Other traits: Rather short, big eyes and dark lashes, really pretty, somewhat shy, funny, witty (smart ass).

Chapter 17


A/N: Sorry once again for the short chapter, but there will be more soon, I promise. Hint Hint: Big surprise after the wedding. But is it a good one? Thanks for waiting on the chapters guys, I owe you a lot!!

I hated planning.

The grief!

It made it okay that I was marrying Anthony, though.

"Ian, single or guest?" I mumbled from where I was working over a long list.

"Guest." He said in a cheesy voice, and I looked up in time to see him share a gooey look with Raven. I gagged, but instantly shot Anthony a gooey look when his arm closed around me.

"Uh, ow." I heard Ian mumble, and I glanced up at where Raven had poked his stomach.

"I got a tattoo."

We all burst out laughing.
"Oh, you were serious." I said, and he frowned.
"Of course I'm serious. I got it for Raven."

Anthony raised an eyebrow. "Can we see, or is this like..."
"You can see." Ian said, rolling his eyes, and lifted his shirt to show us.

It was small, and in black ink, and said: Fúck The System.

Raven kissed his cheek, giggling, and lifted up her own shirt. It was faint and pink, but still the word Obey was etched in to her skin. Together, their hips displayed a good message.

"You guys are nuts." I muttered, and scribbled the last bit I needed on the sheet of paper. "So are you." Anthony mumbled in my ear, and I grinned, mumbling back in a low tone, "Let's go to bed, okay?"

He raised his eyebrows and I cracked up, but he excused us never the less.

Once we were out of sight of the kitchen, Anthony swept me up off of my feet, and I cried out, laughing, as he carried me back to the bedroom. He threw me down on the bed, shut the door, and collapsed next to me.

Still in hysterics, I pulled his closer to me, kissing his cheek.

He pulled me on top of him and pressed his lips to mine, and I stopped laughing, getting caught up kissing him.

He grinned through my lips. "You're gonna be Grace Padilla. Are you excited?"

"Mmm...overjoyed." I moaned, still grinning, and kissed him again.

"Do you want to keep living here, though? We could get another house.."
"I think I want to stay. I mean, I've lived here for so long...oh, but then again, how hard is it gonna be to live with an infatuated Ian?"
Anthony chuckled. "Well, maybe he won't be so mopey. And he and Raven can stay in their happy little love bubble in their own room. It had only taken a week for Ian to (shyly) ask Raven out, and already they were acting like they had known each other their entire lives.

"I really hope that I'm the only one with a surprise engagement." I groaned, and Anthony chuckled, rolling out from under me so we were next to each other.

"I really disapprove of this rule." I complained, pulling him against me again.
"Hey, it's fair, isn't it? I want to at least pretend that our wedding night is traditional."

I chuckled. "I don't think you can fool karma that easily."
"Well the least we can do is try." He said, and wrapped his arms around me.

"I can't believe it's only six days." I whispered, and he wiped a tear from my cheek. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I told you, if you think it's too soon, we can postpone it any time."

I shook my head, laughing through the now running tears. "No, I'm happy!" I sniffled. "I just wish my mom was alive to see it. But I have you." I concluded, and he caught my hand when it trailed to his cheek, bringing it to his lips and sighing contently.

"Screw the rule." I pleaded in his ear, kissing his chin, and he chuckled.
"Really, Grace? That's how it's gonna go down?" He groaned. "You win. Damn, when did you get so controlling? Hmm, actually on second thoughts, I think you've always run this relationship."
I got up on my knees and placed my hands on my hips. "Damn straight."

I giggled when he poked my stomach, and we got in to a sort of tickle fight, which ended with me collapsed across his chest.

"Have I mentioned lately that I love you?"
"It may have come up somewhere."

It was quiet for a second while we just cheesily looked in to each others' eyes, and he finally mumbled, "Can I see your dress?"

I snorted. "Absolutely not. Hey, you're the one who wanted to keep it traditional, remember?"

He acted hurt. "Hey, I was gonna let that one slide, Grace!"

I raised my eyebrows. "Really?"

"Well, not anymore."

I climbed off of him, and he stared at me in shock. "Where are you going?"

I sighed. "Oh, nowhere. Just decided to get changed, y'know. But you wouldn't care about any of that, would you Anthony?" I teased, and undid my shirt while looking him still in the eye.

I couldn't keep from grinning, and I finally won when he growled and pulled himself up, grabbing me and towing me towards him.

He wrapped his arms around my neck, kissing me fiercely, and I laughed, kissing back.
"What happened to keeping traditional?"
"Screw tradition." He groaned in to my lips.

I smiled.

"Will you ever let go of me if I let my guard down?" He breathed, and I winked at him. "Why don't you find out?"

I was no longer poor little Grace Mackenzie the loner and youtuber.

I was Grace soon-to-be Padilla, marrying the best guy in all of the world.

And I was whole.

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