Hi, um, i thought abut doing a sonfic and.. yeah, here is the results :) I don't own Cry, Pewdiepie or the song "Dont speak".

You and me, we used to be together

Every day together, always

The dark haired looked over at his friends bed. The doctors had told him that his friend didn't have much time left. Just a little more time...

I really feel that I'm losing my best friend

I can't believe this could be the end

The blond smiled at him, as to tell him he was ready.

It looks as though you're letting go

And if it's real, well I don't want to know

The doctors went in. Cry felt himself tear up. He cried and begged his friend to change his mind. Just a little more time...

Don't speak

I know just what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

The doctors talked a while with the blond. Asked if he was ready. He nodded, a sad smile on his face. The brown haired wanted to scream. But he had no strenght. He watched as the doctors turned off the machine that held the blond alive. He watched as his friend stopped breathing. He watched as the men came in and took his body away. And he didn't do anything to stop it. Just a little more time...

Don't speak

I know what you're thinking

I don't need your reasons

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

He sat in his livingroom. Alone. It was two months since it happaned. He just wanted to say goodbye. And he knew it was true. That it was his fault. Those memories... he couldn't live with them. He buriend i face in his hands and sobbed silently. Just a little more time...

Our memories, they can be inviting

But some are altogether mighty frightening

As we die, both you and I

With my head in my hands, I sit an cry

He grabbed the gun and sat down. Opening the album of pictures with him and Felix. He could hear his voice now. "Don't do it. I want you to live. To be happy." But he couldn't. Not after what he had done. Just a little more time...

Don't speak

I know what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts, no, no, no

He put the gun to his head. It was his fault. All his fault. He took out one of the pictures, squeezing it in his hand. Just a little more time...

Don't speak

I know what you're thinking

And I don't need your reasons

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

He put his finger on the trigger. Just a little more time...

It's all ending

I gotta stop pretending who we are

He pulled the trigger. His friends voice echoed in his head: "RYAN!"

You and me

I can see us dying, are we?

Don't speak

I know what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts, no, no

Don't speak

I know what you're thinking

And i don't need your reasons

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

I know what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

And now he had all the time he needed...