The Crucial Decision (Dlive x Entoan)

Feelings and Friendships

A/N: I can't express how sorry I am not to post, heck I'd love to do it all the time, bit with a massive art project, plus science to do in a day, I'm screwed XD
Enjoy
(P.S: I'm changing Smiffy to Alex)

A/N: (From the future wooooo spoopy)
I have been updating this part regularly in between studies and other busy events. It's quite a good thing to do for me as I don't have a MASSIVE amount of time to do one part.
Sorry for dragging on, and sorry for taking so long

~Trott's POV~

I force a smile on my face as i walk into the room to see Entoan hysteric  ally laughing, rolling on the floor laughing as Alex and Ross look annoyed as they can't beat him.
"Still losing then?" I chuckle, sliding onto the sofa. They both glance at me, then they turn their attention to Entoan, calming down, wiping the tear of laughter away from his eye.

"Oh god, does Dlive want a go? I want to beat him too."

He looks to Dlive as he offers a controller.

"Bring it on!" He declares, rushing beside Entoan.

I squint as i put on my detective face as my eyes travel back and forth between Entoan and Dlive.
There must be something between them...

I scratch my head in thought as i remember what Dlive said before.

"No! Me and Entoan are close friends! I'd never hurt him!"

How close are they?
Why would he say that so quickly like he was covering up something?
...

Wait a second...
Did he have feelings for him?

My eyes grew as I realised the relationship they had.

The way they smiled that goofy smile around each other...
The way they blushed if their eyes made contact...
The way they were awkward, but happy when they talked or were together.

Inseparable comes to mind.

I smile for no random reason as all the ideas and thoughts flood through my mind.

"Trott, mate... You have a really creepy smile on your face right now, what world are you in?"

I snapped back to reality as my eyes scanned the room, 4 pairs of confused eyes staring back at me.

"Uhh... Carry on?" I said in a higher pitched voice, showing that I'm embarrassed. Entoan and Dlive just stared, used to my low pitched normal voice, whilst Alex and Ross rolled their eyes and turned their attention to the winners podium on the screen.

"Hey, I have an idea! How about you stay over? It'll be fun!"

Hope sparkles in Ross' eyes as he beams at the pair, awaiting a response.

They both exchange looks. After a while, they look to Ross and nod hesitantly.

"Can I ask one thing though?" Entoan whispers, biting his lip.

"Can I invite Cry over?"

We exchange looks, Ross giving us a small nod, curling up his lips into a small smile. Alex looks unsure but smiles, indicating 'Sure'. I just nod simply. I know Cry from when I was younger, and I remember...

Even thinking of it makes me cringe.

-{FLASHBACK}-
It was a cold and frosty day, no day to spend outside, but due to school and my mother unable to get time off work for me to stay off school because I'm ill, I'd have brave the battling winds, attacking my SNL structure from the front, making it hard to walk.
It was a typical British day, not too cold but not warm either, grey skies looming over the background, as thick as a blanket, blocking the sun. I had managed to get to school without falling, tripping or being blown over by the furious wind, but to my surprise I was early. I checked my watch to see I was 30 minutes early.
"Woah... I've never been so early." I muttered to myself, wrapping the coat even more around myself. As I walked through the school gates, ignoring the glares from teachers, I noticed no one would be inside. With a glimmer of hope that I wouldn't get spotted by any of the bullies, I rush down the corridor and quickly stuff all my belongings into my locker. With a sigh of relief I headed to the locker, but I quickly stopped myself, hearing a muffled noise.

"UGH"

Was that a groan of pain?

Worried and scared, I run towards the groaning noises, getting louder and louder, and to my horror, I saw I thing I didn't want to see.

There was a boy lying, almost lifeless, on the floor. A boy, around.d the same age as me lying on the floor, riddled with cuts and bruises, a black eye and a white mask on, with a sort of serious face on.

"It was... 'Them'" I whisper to myself. Without another thought, I picked the unconscious boy up, noticing he's still breathing. I breath a sigh of relief as I take him to the boys toilets to clean him up. I gently treat his cuts with all I could find, which was paper towels and cold water. I could only wish that they wouldn't get infected.
Looking down at my watch, I notice we didn't have long until pupils would be coming; I had to wake him up, stat.
I shake his shoulders, attempting.g to snap the boy in front of me out of his dream world, but with no luck.
"I-" I start to say, but then I realise I don't know his name. From the corner of my eye, I notice a name on the bag beside him.

"Cry... Wake up."

-{FIN}-

A/N: This took forever, I know, I apologize. I'll try to update more often, but if I can't I'm deeply sorry.
-HattersReunite