Heeeeyyyy so what's up bros? sorry about the last chapter, that sucked, ANYWHO, lets get to the story shall we?

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I woke up to the smell of faded deodorant and, well Pewdie. Half-asleep I look up to see his face, his wonderful blonde hair swept over his sleeping eyes. I let a quiet laugh escape my lips. I could not believe I slept with Pewdie's snoring. I slowly crept up to his face and softly kissed his cheek. It was enough to wake him up.

"Oops, sorry." I slid back a little. He pulled me closer.

"Don't worry about it Cry." He smiled, but it soon faded. "Oh shit what time is it?"

"Uh eight forty, why?" I wanted to punch myself after I said that. Pewdie had to leave by ten.

"Ok I think I can re-pack in an hour right?" His face flushed. "Can you help me pack?"

"Fuck no."

"What?!"

"I mean, of course Pewds of course!" I totally just went Flowers for my Valentine there.

"Haha, you better." He grabbed my hand and squeezed it lightly.

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Nervously in the car, we munched on the breakfast sandwiches we got at McDonald's. My mind began to wonder and worry. Will things go back to the way they were? Will he try to continue this... This thing we have going between us? Will there ever be an... Us? I tried to push my thoughts out.

I started the car up again and pulled out of the parking lot. Pewds sighed.

"What?" I laughed a bit.

"I hope my flight is delayed..." He looked over at me. "I want to spend as much time as possible with you."

"So do I." I pulled into the left lane and saw the international airport sign. I held back tears as I parked my car.

"I'll get my bags..." Felix opened the trunk and pulled his suitcase out. I grabbed his carry on.

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We both walked into the airport silently. We both knew after check out, I wouldn't be able to go any further.

Pewds put his suitcase on the scale and the stewardess placed a tag on the handle.

"You're good to go, your flight should be at gate 205." She handed Pewdie his carry on bag.

"So I guess this is it..." I mumbled. Felix wrapped his arms around me. I hid my face in his shirt. I couldn't hold the tears anymore.

"Ry, don't go all water works on me..." Felix teared up himself.

"Felix?" I nervously shifted my feet. "Remember when you asked if I l-loved you?"

"Ye-ah.." His eyes lit up with excitement.

"I have an answer now..." I stood on my toes to make my face closer to his. "The answer is yes, I-"

He pressed his lips against mine and muttered.

"I had a feeling you'd say that." He grinned.

"I'm sorry for not telling you sooner..."

"Don't worry about it Ryan." He hugged me and couldn't help but laugh. This time when tears streamed down my face, he wiped them away. "Come on, don't cry."

"How can't I?" I hugged him tighter.

"Well... Can I have a parting gift?" He smiled shyly.

"Of course." I softly placed my lips upon his. I could tell it wasn't enough. He pulled me closer and kissed me like never before. Honestly I was embarrassed. People were actually clapping. I broke the kiss and squeezed his hand.

"I love you Ryan." And with that he was gone. Tears continued down my face and wouldn't stop until I was home. I quietly opened the door to my house and slumped onto my couch. I felt like hurling. I had never felt this feeling ever before.

Heartbreak.

Yeah, that was it. I rolled over on my side and pulled out my phone. I have nothing better to do, why not go on Tumblr?

456 messages from fans.

'Pewds is going to Miami didn't you hear Cry?'

'Pewdie's in Miami! Go say hi Cry!'

'Is Pewdiepie in Miami for you Cry?'

'Go check Pewdiepie's last video!'

Most messages looked a lot like those. Sure there was a lot asking to show my face, like normal, but most looked like those.

I pulled up Youtube and typed in Pewdie's name. A video popped up saying, MIAMI BROS!

I clicked the video and instantly missed Pewdie.

'How's it going bros? My name is Pewdiepie! And well guess whaaaat? I'm going to fucking Miami! Maybe I'll see the mysterious Cry! No I will not tell you what he looks like. That's mean.'

The video went on for another six minutes, and every minute... I missed him.

Why did this have to happen to me? Tears steamed down my face as I rewatched the video. Like a zombie I walked to my room and fell onto the bed. A crumpled up peice of paper hit me in the face.

"Wha-?" I slowly opened it up to see Pewdie's handwriting.

Dear Ry,

Over this week, I found out that... I really... Really love you. I feel like a dork writing this, like I'm in some drama shit. I don't want to leave you. And, I don't want this to end. Don't you dare hook up with an American fag while I'm gone!

Love Felix.

"Da-damnit Pewds!" Tears flowed down my face and onto the paper. I just... I just want him back...

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The next morning was killing me. I felt like I was in my old routine. I brushed my hair, put on a bra (because without it I look fucking flat chested), and ate breakfast. My heart ached and pretended Pewdie was just in the other room getting changed.

But I'm a bad pretender.

Quietly I hopped onto my couch and flicked the T.V on. I glanced over and saw Pewdie's grey t-shirt draped over the arm of the couch. Faster than lightning I grabbed it and held it.

"Fuck... No more tears." I wipe the tears and hold the shirt close. "I miss you Felix..."

To be continued...

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Aw sad ending :( looks like you bros will just have to wait for my next story! Mawhaha! The next story will be in Pewdiepie's POV. I'm gonna miss writing in Cry's POV... Well see ya in my next story, Happy Ending?