~Carlea's POV~

I walk into school and head to my class. I had recently moved in with Brittany, and I'm going to finish my senior year at a new school. Everywhere these people were talking about Minecraft. To me it was a stupid game. What was the point of it. At the end of the day, after making no friends, I go home. Brittany is sitting at her computer.
"Whatcha doing?" I ask.
"Watching Minecraft Youtubers." She says. I sit next to her and watch. It was some guy named Jason.
"Isn't he so cute?" Brittany asks. I shrug. She shows me pictures of some other ones.
"This one is Bajancanadian, or Mitch. After Preston he is my favorite. He is so sexy." She fangirls and babbles on and I pretend to listen. My mind was stuck on Jason. He seemed so familiar, but I'm sure I've never met him before. Brittany then turns to the TeamCrafted channel and watches their new vlog.
"Were making this vlog, hoping that two certain people are watching. Carlea Christensen and Brittany Harrison. We know you can't remember us, but if you are watching, log into Carlea's Skype, and contact us. Please." Mitch says. I immediately log into my Skype and see their YouTube names as my contacts. All of them were online, so I call one at random. Ssundee. His face appears.
"Carlea?" He asks. I nod.
"Um yeah. Ian right?"
He nods and suddenly, I'm swarmed with memories.
"Ian!" I cry out. He looks at me.
"I remember....everything..." I say.
"You do?!" He asks. Brittany looks at me.
"I remember too." She murmurs.
"Brittany remembers too..." I tell him.
"That's great! Preston is here with us Brittany. He chose to remember you. Get out here ASAP!" Ian tells us. Brittany is already looking up flights.
"We can be in LA by 9pm." Brittany says loud enough for Ian to hear.
"Sweet. Preston and I will pick you guys up. See you then." He hangs up the call and Brittany starts packing. I sit down and she stares at me.
"What's wrong?" She asks.
"I was so horrible to Jason. What if he hates me, or doesn't remember?" I tell her. She sits by me.
"Jason is a smart guy. Hopefully. You two can work it out. I know you can." She smiles. I hug her.
"Thanks twin." I smile, and get to packing. At 9pm, we are sitting in Ian's car on the way to the TeamCrafted house. I sit up in the passenger seat next to Ian, so Brittany and Preston can sit together in the back. I start chewing my fingernails as we pull up in front of the house. Gathering my things, I make my way inside. I open the door and I'm smothered by hugs. Everyone was here....except Jason.
"Where is he..." I ask Adam.
"In his room..." He murmurs. I quietly go upstairs and find him in his room, lying on his bed.
"H-hi..." I stutter. He looks at me.
"Who are you?" He asks. My heart shatters, and I blink back tears.
"Just a friend of Ian's. My name is Carlea." I answer. He gets up and approaches me. Impulsively I kiss him, and his eyes widen, and he pulls away.
"What the..." He starts. Tears stream down my face, and I run. I go back downstairs into the arms of Ian.
"He doesn't remember." I cry.
"Maybe he doesn't want to...." He whispers and sits with me on the couch. I shake my head and cry. I look up at Ian, and see the love he has for me in his eyes. I hug him tightly, then he leans in and kisses me ever so softly.
"Even if Jason is an asshole, I'll always be here for you." He murmurs. I nod and kiss him again. Maybe I could forget about Jason, and all the heartbreak. Maybe I could be with Ian. We sit there in each other's company, silent. It wasn't an awkward silence, it was a nice, comfortable one.
"I don't understand. How did we get our memories back?" I whisper. He shrugs.
"Maybe our feelings were too strong to keep the memories from staying back." He suggests. I shrug, and he carries me upstairs to Brittany and I's room. I kiss his cheek.
"Goodnight." I whisper and go into the room. Brittany wasn't here, so I just lay in a bed, and fall asleep.

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I wake up the next morning, Brittany still wasn't here. I smile to myself. Probably spent the night with Preston. I yawn and stand up. Grabbing some clothes, I go to the bathroom and take a shower. Afterwards, I go downstairs and plop myself down on the couch, and turn on Frozen. Arms wrap around me and I look and see Ian.
"Hey." I smile. He kisses my head.
"Hi there." He whispers as he sits next to me. I lay my head on his shoulder, and he takes my hand.
"Frozen? Really?" He asks. I stick my tongue out at him.
"It's a cute movie. And I WILL sing every song." I state. Just to prove it, as "Do You Wanna Build a Snowman" comes on, I sing it at the top of my lungs. Ian laughs as I finish and he knocks me over onto the couch. I wrestle with him and he ends up on top of me, his face inches from mine. We hear someone clear their throat and I bite my lip as we get up. Adam was standing there.
"Breakfast?" He smiles. I nod enthusiastically and head straight to the kitchen. There was a giant plate of bacon, and as I go to grab a plate, it vanishes. I look over at the table and see everyone with bacon except me.
"Hey! No fair!" I pout. Ian gets up and comes over.
"You can have some of mine dork." He says and plants a kiss on my lips. I smile and grab half of his bacon and sit on the counter.
"Woah twin. Thought you were with Jason." Brittany comments. I sigh.
"He doesn't remember....so what's the point?" I mutter. She smiles apologetically and I go back to the living room and lay face down on the couch. Tears were threatening to fall and I didn't want them to see. I hear someone kneel next to me.
"Carls?" A voice says. I look over, and Ian is there.
"Are you alright?" He asks, moving my hair out of my face. I shrug, and he lifts me up, and sets me on his lap. He holds me like that, while I watch Frozen. He nuzzles my neck and I giggle.
"Ian stop you doofus." I smile. He grins mischievously and start tickling me.
"Noooo." I squeak and laugh and try to push him away. He keeps tickling me and I reach up and kiss him. Gradually, he stops and deepens the kiss. He brings his hand up and tangles it in my hair. We stay like that for a good five minutes, and finally pull away, breathless. He looks in my eyes.
"You're so beautiful Carlea." He murmurs. I blush.
"I'm not THAT beautiful...." I whisper. He shakes his head and kisses my forehead.
Maybe things were starting to look up. Of course that's when everything goes to hell.