The face behind the mask.(Cry fan fiction.)

Binge watching.

I sat in my bed with my laptop sitting still in my lap. My dark room had a little lighting as the screen played the movie I was watching (n/o/m) (name of movie.) I turned off the movie and went to YouTube.

I hovered my mouse of the search bar. "Hmm.."

'Cryaotic.' My keys clicked.

I smiled softly when one of his cry read's appears. "911 operator." I whispered.

One of my favorites!

My moused turned into a pointer finger and I click down, hearing my mouse pad make that soft click.

"911, what's your emergency?" I closed my (y/e/c) eyes as cry started reading.

- 5mins, and 35 seconds later.

I closed my laptop and set it aside on my night stand.

"Pssh. I'm a tough person! I am so not scared! I am freaking 19! And in college... In a lonely room, with no room mate." I said out loud.

I rolled my eyes and closed them once again.

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Morning.

I woke up in a cold sweat, I sat up quickly. 9:15.. SHIT! My first class is at 10!

Fuck it! No make up today... Ugh I look like crap but whatever!

I pulled some skinny jeans on, a band tee shirt. A day to remember shirt.

I brushed my (y/h/c) hair. I looked at myself in the mirror. My hand brushed up against the scar I have on my face when I got when I was little.

-

Last class of today. I looked across the room, I noticed a face what I have never seen before. He has brown hair, and glasses. He's cute that's for sure!

We made eye contact by accident! I quickly looked away to the teacher.

"(Y/N) Why don't you tell us what we just went over."

This was my favorite professor because he actually took the time out and learned almost everyone's names. He learned mine real quick because he has a daughter named (y/n).

"Um, well Mr. Ryan. We had gone over some stuff what we could have learned maybe a week ago, or it could be new.. Because I might have not exactly been paying attention." I replied with a bright crimson face.

"You are kinda correct? But we had just went over.. Student! Okay listen!..." I kinda just tuned him out again by accident because my eyes had just fallen over this boy, who seemed to have his eyes glued to Mr. Ryan and his note book.

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(After school)

I sat by the tree I loved studying or just listening to music. I put in my ear buds and got out a book. (Y/F/B) (Your,fav,book.)

Then a shadow got casted upon my book. I took an ear bud out and looked up.

That kid. "Hey." He said then sat next to me.

"Uhh, Hi?" I said then scooted a little bit so he could sit down.

"I am Ryan, what's your name?"

"I'm (Y/n)."

"Well, hello, (y/n), what'cha readin?"

"I'm reading (y/f/b)"

"Ohh, I think I have read that before! Well the guy dies at the end by the way!"

I gasp and then nudge him a little with my elbow.

He smiles then replies, "I'm kidding, but I know I just met you and all, but do you want to be my friend, because I don't make friends that easily."

"Sure!" I smiled at Ryan.

-

I sat in my apartment alone on my laptop again, going to cry's profile again and seeing he uploaded a cry reads just about less than an hour ago.

I listened to it then commented on it, 'Great as always cry! <3'

Then the little bell on the corner of the screen turned red, with a tiny one.

He ANSWERED back! I fangirled a little on the inside and out.

'Thank you so much! :D!'

I didn't know what to answer back so I didn't but I liked his comment.

But I relistened to his story again, realizing Ryan, the boy I became friends with today, sounded just like Cry! Wow, I have a friend who sounds like Cry, that's amazing!

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~Author notes! Yay. This is my first actual fan-fiction and I don't know how good this will be but bear with me please! Alright. I love you guys! ^.^