A/N: Okay, so this has turned out to be a lot longer than I thought it would. But, I promise that it's gonna have a super epic ending and that you bros will really love it.

Thank you to those who left reviews and kudos! It really means a lot (:

Once again, go listen to the song! It's really good and totally fits Cry (:

Also: I read somewhere that one of Cry's friends during a livestream said Cry was fat. While I'm not gonna make him like, obese in my story, he's just gonna be average. In a lot of fanart I see of him, he's usually really skinny with a 6-pack. Well, I don't really believe neither Pewdie or Cry actually look like that. So yeah, don't be mad when I do body descriptions.

FlyingPigMonkey: you already know how this is gonna end, so don't spoil it for anyone!

Kittykanra: Honestly, I don't think Pewdie would really care what Cry lives in. I mean, Pewdie lives in an apartment in Sweden and with Cutiepie's parents in Italy (even though in this story he never met her), so I don't really think he would judge that much. Hail the fluff!

LuvPercy782347213: This story is just how I think Cry might be like, I'm not sure if he's actually like this. And thank you, I try hard on this story (:

Guest: Well, here's more for you! (:

Disclaimer: I do not own Pewdie, Cry, Feel Again by One Republic or any other tradmarked thing mentioned in this story. This is simply made for enjoyment (:

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Really, it's not Cry's fault the trunk of his little blue Geo Metro won't open. He bought the car for around five-hundred dollars, so there was bound to be something seriously wrong with it. Thankfully, Pewdie didn't mention anything about it as Ryan shoved the suitcase in the backseat.

Slamming the door shut (Cry hoped the rear door would actually stay shut this time), Cry forced a smile and looked over at Pewdie, who was awkwardly standing by the front passenger side door. "Ready to go, man?"

Felix nodded and climbed into Cry's shitty little car. For a fraction of a second, Ryan was embarrassed that Pewdie had to see his car. Climbing into the drivers seat, he began to have a mini panic-attack. Cry knew that Felix made a lot more money from YouTube than he did, and he probably had a nicer car. And a nicer house. And probably a nicer family too. Not to mention -

"Cry?"

Startled, Ryan looked up and over at Pewdie, who had a confused smile on his face. Cry blushed slightly as he tried to clear his throat, but it just came out as a strangled cough. Pewdie laughed softly; the masked-gamer felt incredibly stupid.

Turning the key in the ignition and clicking on his seatbelt with as much grace as an awkward young-adult could manage, Cry slowly backed his car out of the parking space. This was going to be a very long drive home.

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Avoiding crazy drivers that must have been drunk and using his barely-working horn combined with loud swearing to ease the frustration, Cry felt that the drive home could have gone much better. And even though Ryan would never admit this out loud, he really wasn't one of the best drivers around. He was even too scared to look over at Pewdie to see if his friend was terrified or not. Wow, what a great way to introduce Pewds to the states. Good job, Cry.

Finally, after they made it off the main freeway. Cry mustered up the courage to glance over at Felix. His friend didn't look scared, per se, but his left hand was gripping the armrest with more force than strictly necessary. His gaze was kept firmly on the road in front of them, as if Felix were to look away for even a second, they would crash and die.

The car was totally silent. Ryan was never good at chit-chat, and Felix seemed content in quietly wishing they wouldn't die. Glancing back to the road, the awkward-gamer cleared his throat loudly.

"Uh, wanna listen to the radio?" Wow Cry, that didn't sound socially-awkward at all.

"Sure man, why not?" Pewdie replied, still sounding a little scared.

Cry reached over and turned on the car radio. It was set to some shitty 'this-is-the-music-of-today!' station, but it didn't seem like Felix really minded. A pretty terrible rap song was currently playing that made Cry physically cringe, but he couldn't really be bothered to change the station. We're only 10 minutes away from home, I can deal with it.

Both gamers sat in silence again, the horrid rap song playing quietly around them. Now that they had been off the freeway for 15 minutes, Felix seemed to relax a little more. No more drunk-drivers and loud swearing from Cry; just suburbs and calm streets. Ryan was actually pretty lucky to find a cheap house in this area. He had been positive the only thing he could afford was a sketchy apartment in a ghetto area of Miami; although, something only slightly better than a shack on the edge of the suburbs wasn't really much better.

The bad rap song finally came to an end, only to have an annoying radio announcer come on instead. Cry was almost positive the announcer had to be in his late 30's or so.

"Yo yo yo! Did you guys like the swag in that song? I know my girl does! Can I get a high five? Just in! Justin Bieber is gonna be doing a concert in the Miami area next month in September! Be sure to get your tickets now before they sell out! I know I'm buying my ticket right this second, dawg. Go buy your tickets while listening to Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen!"

"I threw a wish in the well..."

The sudden laugh from Pewdie startled Cry slightly. He looked over at his friend, who had a huge smile on his face and was doing his best to dance in his car seat. Cry laughed as he did a little head-bob to the beat, tapping his finger-tips on the steering wheel.

"You took your time with the call, I took no time with the fall..."

Cry began to laugh really hard at this point. Pewdie, in all of his manliness began to sing along with the song. But it wasn't his usual on-purpose off key singing he did in his videos. No, it was actual, legit singing. It was also hilarious that Felix seemed to know all the words to the song, not missing a single word.

"Your stare was holdin', ripped jeans, skin was showin'..." At this point, Pewdie looked directly at Cry and ran his hands down the front of his shirt. Felix did his best to do a seductive face, but it only made the mask-wearer laugh so hard he was scared he was going to drive off the road.

"It's hard to look right, at you baby!" The Swede pointed directly at Cry's face, a huge smile forming on both of their faces. Pewdie was still doing a ridiculous dance in his seat, which only made Ryan laugh so hard tears were beginning to form in his eyes. Felix kept his eyes locked onto Cry's face as he continued singing along.

"And all the other boys, try and chase me!" Felix was pretty much singing at the top of his lungs by now, and it was all Ryan could do to not sing right along with him. It was sort of hard to imagine though, that famous Pewdiepie was singing in ChaoticMonki's shitty 30-year-old car. Not to mention, Felix came to America just to see him. Cry's mind was blown.

"...I missed you so, so bad!" Still trying to be seductive and funny, Pewdie ran his left index finger along Cry's right cheek. And even though is friend was just trying to be hilarious and weird and totally outrageous, it didn't stop Ryan's smile from dropping for just a second, and it certainly didn't stop his heart from pounding in his ears at the touch. The movement of Felix's finger was slow, almost as if he wasn't just touching Cry out of trying to be weird with the song. Ryan could feel his pulse in his hands as he gripped the steering wheel slightly tighter.

What..?

"It's hard to look right, at you baby..." With the next words of the song, Pewdie's finger was gone and it was like it never even happened. His heart was still beating loudly in his ears as Cry did his best to laugh and sing along with his friend.

"Hey, I just met you!"

Both gamers were singing by now, laughing and dancing like idiots. And, if by some freak luck, someone had seen them in Cry's car, they probably would have laughed too.

Just as Ryan pulled into his driveway (if you can call it that, it was really just a dirt path next to his house where he parked his car), the song ended. Both of them were still laughing as the horrid announcer came back on, still doing his best to sell Justin Bieber tickets to anyone who might be listening to the station.

Cry quickly turned off his car, cutting off the announcer as he was trying to get you to listen to the next song. He looked over at Pewdie, who was still laughing slightly. Ryan suddenly felt very nervous. Oh god, my house is a piece of shit. I don't even have a guest room, or a fold out couch. Hell, I don't even have a fence around my yard. Oh man, what -

"I like your... house?"

If by 'house', Pewdie meant 'tiny shack-like thing on the outskirt of town', then Ryan would have agreed with him. In all honesty, Cry knew that he could be living in a worse place. But, it still felt pretty awful to bring a popular YouTuber to something that was pretty much a one-bedroom mobile home. However, it was hell of a lot better than where he had been living before, Cry had to give himself that.

Ryan looked over at Felix and laughed. His friend was trying so hard to be polite.

"Dude, it's okay, I know my house sucks."

Both gamers laughed again before they climbed out of the small car, Cry's heart still pounding softly for a reason he couldn't quite place.

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Oh god, I know it's a lot shorter than the first chapter, but I still hope you guys like it!

Chilled-pewdiecry, i'm really sorry this is taking longer to finish than I bet you hoped it would. I think you'll like it though, once it's all done (:

thanks again for reading and stay awesome bros!