Chapter 2

A Lucky Call

It didn't take her long to find a job. She landed one at Papa John's and couldn't be more happy with herself. She sighed as the day dragged on. It was Saturday and tonight she needed to be home. She checked the time as her shift was ending soon. At least so she thought. Candy Apple lips formed a pout as Tony Roomet approached her. Watching him as her hypnotic blue eyes showed no interest. Taking a deep breath he nodded at her.

"Hi Myst." he nodded to her.

"Tony, what?" she questioned. She wasn't in the mood for hello's.

"Can you take just like an hour of your shift?" he asked her with a hopeful look. Tony was decent with a scruffy beard and brown hair that fell over his eyes. Bedroom eyes that just seemed to be imprinted there, never once had she seen anything innocent on him. They never really got to know each other and she always assumed he was a player.

"Um when?" she felt her eyes lazily look over at the time. Pushing hair out of her eyes she bit down on her nails.

"Tonight at 11.. just until midnight." he bit his lip.

"What? I can't! I have things to do tonight!" she cried out. Southern accent ringing as she couldn't believe he would even ask her.

"Please! My mom is really sick. She is in the hospital and my dad needs me there with her. Just for an hour and he will be back with her and I can be back. Please do this for me, Myst." he pleaded.

Damn him and his eyes she thought to herself. Whimpering at thought of missing her beloved Cry, she sighed. "Fine. If your not back in a hour though." she snarled.

"I will be. I promise. Thank you so much." he nodded to her. At exactly eleven, he bolted. Watching him go a whimper left the poked out lip of the Southern beauty. Fixing her red Papa John's T-shirt and hat. Resting her head on her hand and drifted into the dreams of her and her beloved Cry. So deep into them within minutes, she didn't notice the phone going off. After the fourth ring she snapped out of it and answered. Clearing her throat as she spoke, she said "Thank you for calling Papa John's, This is Myst." she said.

Then she heard it, the voice. The voice that made her melt and she held her breath. Listening carefully to make sure it was the voice she knew so well. After he had explained, she knew it was him. While attempting to contain her squeals she went through the process. Writing down what he wanted. The only question was, why was he ordering a pizza in Florida? Could he be ordering one for himself? Putting the order up, she decided to deliver it. Taking out her phone, she quickly dialed the number of her cousin who she knew was in favor of Cry as well. Quickly she asked what was going on and she was informed. Cry was ordering for one of his neighbors because it was her birthday, and she was in the livestream. A neighbor which meant he lived nearby.

Running over to Alex, she grabbed his arm. "Alex!" she squealed.

"What is it?" he lazily looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Let me make this next delivery, please. I am begging you." she really was to. About ready to get on her knees to beg as she looked up at him. With a smirk he let out a cool laugh and shrugged.

"Sure. Knock yourself out." he remarked.

Squealing, she skipped over to where the pizza was set. Drumming her hands against the counter, she felt like telling the cook to hurry. Looking at the address as she held her breath. Knowing she shouldn't but she took a pen and wrote down the address. Cry lived somewhere on that street. All she had to do was find a reason that wasn't creepy to go door to door and have a conversation with whoever answered the door. That was the dilemma. Tonight she would think about it, for now she had a pizza to deliver.

Once it was finished, she quickly picked it up and slid it into the bag. Walking out to the car, she set it in the backseat and climbed into the driver side. Starting up the engine as she backed up and took off to the street that filled her fantasies lived upon. Just that thought made her knees weak. Pulling up to the address, she climbed out and looked around. Opening the back door as she took out the pizza. Observing every house she felt like she could faint. In one of the houses was where Cry lived. Where he currently sat behind a computer, reading My Immortal or maybe they decided not to. Waiting for the pizza to show up for it to finish. It was possible that he could be laughing so hard he is having troubles continuing. There were so many possibilities.

Adoration filled her blue eyes as she walked up to the door. Hesitantly, she knocked at the door. A young women who appeared about 17 answered the door. "Hello.." she put on her best Irish accent, knowing Cry could probably hear her. Nervously she took a deep breath and began to sing with a Irish accent. Even though she tried it sounded even more odd with her Southern accent involved. When it ended she watched the girl giggle and hand her a tip. Swallowing hard she smiled nervously. "Can you show this to cry?" she asked. Handing her a piece of paper that was folded up. The girl nodded and unfolded it as she took her pizza. "I will be right back." she told her. Going back to the car she pulled out the soda's and bag of chicken. Walking back as she held it out to her and nodded. "Thank you so much." she said before bolting off to head home.

Cry's P.O.V

So far the livestream was going very well, as it usually did. The girl he had ordered pizza from didn't sound like any of the regulars though so he was a bit curious. She sounded cute, but she would probably never go for him. Shaking the thought off as the laughter had died down for everyone else about the accent. "Well, friend. We should let you go to enjoy your pizza. Be sure to send a picture." he said. "Bye." Russ chipped in. Without to much time, Russ had kicked her. A ripple of laughter was among everyone. "What.. but shes my neighbor." he let out between laughs. "Well she is gone." Russ retorted with a chuckle. Silencing everyone enough to speak, they finished up My Immortal. Closing it out as he left the black screen up and they started to debate what to do next. Follow the scheduled he reminded himself. Checking the chat he could see they were spamming a Tumblr link. "The picture's up!" someone was saying. Once it was sent over Skype, he pulled it up. Pulling it to the screen for everyone to see as he laughed a bit. "That looks.." he shook his head. Another crazy night but what was this? Looking closer to the picture he could see a sign in sharpie. "The delivery girl loves you Cry!" it had read. Raising his eyebrow he shrugged it off and saved the link. Making a decision to ask his neighbor about it tomorrow as he continued on with the livestream.

AN: I really hope you guys enjoyed the second chapter. Please tell me what you think. I don't really like it but I need your opinions. Submit a review!