In The Stars - (PewDieCry)

-Chapter 37-

A/N: Hello babes! Quick as fuck updates are back! Every one-three days there will be an update. I hope you have a good morning, noon, and night.

Deuces!

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[day 1/4 - nate's status: asleep]

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[cry's p.o.v.]

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Holy motherfucking shit. He's going to live. Nate is going to live again.

He.

Is.

Going.

To.

Live.

For once I'm going to get my hopes up because it feels right. For some reason, it feels right. Maybe because I know that Felix will be with me the whole time that I'm going through this? And that even if it fails, he'll still love me?

It took me too fucking long to realize that he might actually, legitimately, love me. He won't stop because I messed up and screwed us all to hell a few times. Maybe that's what love actually is.

Forgiveness.

"Hey, you listening?" Felix elbows me. We're both sitting together in the back seat, our legs tangled together.

"No, aha, sorry." I lean forward and kiss his cheek. Red turns and smiles at us before looking straight again. "What were you saying, babe?"

"Babe?" Felix raises his eyebrows. "Is that my cheesy nickname? Please say no." Red laughs from the front seat. Our designated driver, for some reason. Seriously, who let her drive?

"What, you don't like babe? Bro." He throws back his head and laughs out loud. "How about..."

"Ho don't do it-"

"Honey?" He facepalms and sighs. I guess he's not a fan of honey either.

"Oh my God." I snuggle up to him and laugh. I can feel his shoulders shaking with laughter. He unbuckles his seat belt and gives me a look that I'd call... sexy and angry. Felix turns and sits on my lap.

"Get off me, you're fucking heavy!" I yell and he frowns.

"Bitch, you calling me fat?"

"No, broney, I ain't calling you skinny." He rolls his eyes but I kiss him, making him forget. Broney. Bro and honey. He seems to like it, so why not?

We then proceed to have an intense make out session until Red slams on the horn.

Felix jumps and falls off my lap, hitting his head on the top of the car. I slam my head into the back of the seat with a small chuckle. Totally worth it. Red positions the mirror and glares at us, trying to drive but at the same time trying to get her point across.

"Not in my car!" She parks and opens the door. "Anyway, we're here."

"Where did we decide to go again?" I ask, watching Felix look out the window. The light catches his blue eyes, making them almost glitter like the ocean. Which I've never actually seen.

Hey, I live in Florida, but I've never actually wanted to go. I didn't need to. Plus, we didn't have the money to go drive there. Walking is... overrated?

I don't know, I guess I'm kind of scared of it, too.

It's probably pretty fucking big.

Sharks, too.

Oh hell no.

Plus I'd have to wear a bathing suit. Which would show off my burns, the new ones I have from last night. I don't really want to think about those. How are they showing up? Just randomly? Is it me doing it?