PewDiePie and Cry

Hi! I'm Ramona, AKA Rammy. I decided to stop writing without posting, so I'm going to be posting a PewDieCry fanfic from now on. I look forward to it, and I hope you do too.

Chapter 1: There's No Way I'm Gay

PewDiePie's POV

It's only been a few days since I broke up with CutiePie and moved into Cry's flat and already there's a huge response from both Cry's fans and the Bro Army. They're all crazy about a gay relationship between me and Cry, but there's no way that I'm gay. Cry and I know this well, but even still, the fans seem so excited about a possible relationship. Could I really love Cry? Would he love me back?

"Cry, I…"

"What's up?"

"I really want…" I paused. What am I saying? This isn't the time for this! "Some breakfast. What do we have?" I'm glad I could redirect the question. It wasn't really a lie anyways. It was morning, and no breakfast. I can't play games on an empty stomach.

"You know it, man! I'm starved. Burgers good for you?" Cry went to the door.

"Sounds great," I replied. That was a close call. It could have been a really awkward moment for both of us. I don't have a crush on Cry. I told myself. What am I doing?! I should stop thinking about this. We started putting on our shoes and left. I locked the door. We went over to the usual place and came back with our burgers.

"Hey, Cry."

"Hmm?"

"The fans are really liking our collab videos."

"That's what it looks like."
"It was fun."

"Sure was. We should do it again soon."

"Yeah." Conversation was never really needed too much around Cry. Just being with him was so peaceful. I loved Cry so much. He was always so nice to me. It was always fun being his friend, getting to know him, talking, playing together, his sexy voice… ugh, I'm doing it again! Am I… falling for Cry? But, all this time I thought I was straight… No, I am straight! I don't know what I'm saying all of a sudden. He looked up at me and frowned.

"Are you okay? It feels like there's something wrong." He said softly. I keep wondering how he knows exactly what to say in every situation.

"Just remembering times with Marzia." I sighed. I'm sorry Cry, it's just… I can't tell you the truth, so I have to lie. I thought.

"Oh, I see." He said quietly. "Well, I hope you don't miss her too much, because you'll be sad and I'l be sad 'cause you're sad and we can't make videos 'cause we'll be too busy being sad. So cheer up, man! It's a bright, sunny day, and we've got gaming to do." Cry can always make me laugh when I don't even want to smile. He's so kind and caring. I grinned.

"Thanks, Cry." I laughed.

"Hey, we're bros for a reason." He put out his fist. I brofisted him. "Bro day,"

"Every day." I ended. He stood up a few moments afterwards.

"Well, I have to shoot another part of the latest game I'm playing, so I'll be in my room. If there's anything you need to talk about, though, you can let me know." He smiled at me warmly. Cry was so sweet. I think… I think that I'm…

Cry's POV

Poor PewDie. It must feel terrible to even think about Marzia at this point. It was over with her and him. I remembered comforting him when he came to me. We started by watching each other's videos, then we started exchanging PMs on YouTube, then we agreed for him to move into my flat.

I checked my messages. PewDiePie, PewDiePie, ah, there he was. I clicked on the message, Re: How's It Going, Bro. Hey, Cry. It's Pewds again. Thanks again for helping me get over Marzia. I watched your most recent Fragile Dreams video. What's up with you? I've been thinking… that we should meet up sometime. Do you think maybe I could come to your place or you could come to mine? I've really been wanting to see you in person. I was so psyched. I was typing back quickly.

Hey, Pewds. It's Cry. No problem about getting over Marzia. I'm here for you. You can talk to be about literally anything. And if you want to come over or if you want me to come over, we can arrange a time and date. I wrote back. I smiled. Pewds was always the one to suggest these friendly things, friendly exchanges, coming over. He was like your best friend who you've known since childhood.

He's so trusting. He told me everything that happened so far without hesitation. About finding out about Marzia, dating her, getting into a fight with her, and finally the big breakup. He video chatted with me about Marzia. Or at least, he put on video. I didn't, as usual. It's nice that he doesn't mind.

"Cry… I had a fight with Marzia." His eyes had traces of tears.

"What happened?" I asked quietly.

"Well, when Marzia came over, I was filming some gameplay. I put up a sign on the door not to disturb me so I can get filming done smoothly. I heard her really quietly sighing outside. Then I heard her her say, 'Don't disturb. Right. His games are always more important than me. The Bro Army's more important than me. Of course.'" He rubbed his eyes and sniffed. "Then after I finished up recording, I went to say hi to Marzia. Then she said, 'Hey, Felix. How are you?' and I said, 'Good, Marzia, thanks. How 'bout you?' and she said, 'It's funny you say that, Felix. Honestly, I'm not doing so great because you never spend time with me.'" and he told me everything about and Marzia even screamed at him and slapped him. His cheek was red where she hit him. "It was like she was a totally different person, Cry. I don't know what to do." He broke down.

"Pewds, I think it's time you broke up with Marzia." I said softly.

"You really think so?" He asked eagerly.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Okay. I'll tell you what happens next, but I have to go for now. Thanks, Cry! Bye!" We ended the call.

Thanks for reading chapter one of my fanfic! At the end, when I did the squiggly thing (~) it was a flashback. I know, I probably didn't really make it clear, but it is, so now you know. I'd like to give my thanks to my best friend, Dansmoshyfan, because she encouraged me and convinced me to post this. She's an amazing writer, so go check her out. I'd like feedback/reviews on this and maybe I'll continue? Thanks!

Cuddles~

Love,

Rammy