Pewdie glanced over at the photo he had recently taken with Cry. They were the best of buds. But he could not cope with the fact that he had a strange feeling for Cry. He had been thinking about him for the past few days. He doesn't even have the strange feeling for Marzia. Hesitantly, he picked up his phone and dialed Cry's number. He breathed in deeply as Cry picked up the phone.
"Hello, Cry. We haven't talked in while. How are you?" Pewdie said.
"I'm fine, Pewds. What's up?"
"I need to meet up with you. At your house, 10 pm."
As he hung up the phone, he sighed. Will Cry be shocked when he hears this? Pewdie changed his attire and kissed Marzia as she fell asleep in bed. He got in his car and drove off. Would Cry accept his love? Would Pewdie get rejected? He sighed as he parked his car in Cry's driveway. Before he could knock on the door, Cry pulled him in. They sat down, face to face.
"Cry, I've been thinking about this for the past few days now. I… I think I love you." Pewdie stuttered.
Cry was astonished. He didn't know what he could possibly say.
"I thought you were with Marzia. Does she know about this?"
Suddenly, Pewdie grabbed Cry's shoulders and kissed him aggressively.