Hey :)
This is my very first Fanfic in english- please forgive me and have merci... I'm a german and I'm not sure if my grammar is as good as I hope it is. :D Pairing (Pewdie x Cry)
If I made a mistake just tell me.
greetings ~ pointless Dreamer 3
Pewdie starred into the dark night. The stars hid behind some grey clouds and the moon was left. "How could I explain..." He whispered sadly, but no one was here. "How could I explain... how could I tell her... how could I tell him...?" Totally confused he started walking around. Suddenly a stranger's voice came up. "Explain what?" It was Cry. Surprised, Pewdie turned around and looked in his light eyes. "N-Nothing..." he stuttered. Nothing. Nothing went well- not even this. The last few weeks passed so quickly. They just flushed away, like nothing. And it was time, time to tell the truth. It wasn't possible to ignore those feelings anymore. He always tried to push them away, but it didn't work. He tried to love only Marcia. Everybody has been jalousie on him because of his beautiful girlfriend. And the only one he had eyes for, was Cry. "Nothing?" Cry's voice sounded sceptically. He laid his right hand on Pewdie's shoulder. "Pewdie, please." Tears run over his face. He shacked with his head like a stubborn little boy. "In the last time, you have been so strange. What's your problem? You can talk with me- about everything." All of a sudden Pewdie started sobbing. Cry hugged his hurt friend. "Everything is going to be okay... don't worry Pewdie... I'll keep you save..."
The next day, he woke up in Cry's room. He rubbed his shut eyes. What happened last night, and why am I here? As puzzled as he was, Pewdie didn't even recognized, that Cry was still in the room. He sat on the bed too. "Good morning, dawdler." Cry smiled lovely and went through Pewdie's brown hair. Instantly he got what were going on. "Cry, what did we talk about last night before we went back to the hotel again?" The room was filled with the smell of fresh coffee, and the sun already stood on the blue sky. Birds sang their sweet songs, like nothing happened in the night before. With a cynical smile on his face, Cry tried to finally trap his friend. "Well... don't you remember? It was... a very, very ... special night." Pewdie sighed ashamed. "This isn't possible... I really can't remember that I told you about my feelings..." Cry looked deep in Pewdie's eyes. He hugged him softly. "I knew it..." He said, still smiling. Pewdie was caught. "Oh no..." he mounded quietly. "I didn't tell you, did I?" "No." Cry moved a bit backwards, and looked in his eyes again. "But I bet, that it'll fine." He kissed Pewdie tenderly on his forehead. Pewdie's heart started beating faster and faster. His whole body tumbled. Even Cry was quite nervous, but he was glad to know about what were going on. "Tell it Marcia... tell it the world... so everything will turn into something beautiful. You will be the happy boy again, I want to be in love with and in the end I can be as happy as you are too. " Cry removed Pewdie back in his arms. "Cry..." He whispered softly. "Pewdie..."
In the afternoon Cry and Pewdie walked hand in hand along the corridor. They knocked on Marcia's door. Cry gave everything to bring his new boyfriend down. It was Pointless. "Calm down, she's going to understand it." They knocked again, but no one answered the door. "Mh..." Maybe Pewdie was somehow relieved that he wasn't force to explain Marcia why he has to break up, but something creepy spread out in his mind. "Cry... do you feel this?" "What do you mean?" "I mean this ... I don't know how to say... awkward presence like something mad is in her room..." Cry didn't know what to answer. Did Pewdie just freak out? Or have he played to many video games during the last few years. "Ehm... are you alright?" He nodded thoughtfully. "That's not an imagination, is it... Something happened to Marcia. I'm sure." Pewdie grabbed into his trouser pocket, searching for the second key to her room. She has given him another enter card, in case she lost it. Carefully he opened the door. "Hello?" He pressed Cry's hand. "You don't have to fear Pewdie... I guess there is nothing inside. Maybe she only went for a walk or something." "I don't think that..." His voice sounded anxiously.