{PewDieCry/Snund} It's time (Collab with Dragoncie)

Chapter 21

Hey guys! I'm sorry it's a little late but here's Chapter 21! Please enjoy and we apologize for any grammar/spelling errors.

Ryan's P.O.V.

Shortly after Felix left the room I fell asleep again. What can I say? Sleep is the best thing, especially if you're sick. I had slept through the whole afternoon, waking up a lot of times. Felix had been sitting next to our bed the whole time, taking care of me. He pretended like the argument never happened, and so did I. I wanted to keep him happy, and apparently that was a heavy subject for him, so to bother him with it wouldn't be right. Felix woke me up around 7 PM, giving me a bowl of tomato soup. I felt a lot better, so I sat on the couch with Felix. Soon enough he suggested to watch a horror movie, and I agreed.

"AAH! Ryan hold me!" Felix yelled as he hid under his blanket. We were at a part where a small girl's head was getting chopped off. The movie was pretty damn bad, but that didn't stop Felix from screaming his lungs out. I moved closer to him, smiling at his scared attitude. The murderer was now following the girl's sister. The sister had to choose between going outside or upstairs, and of course like the dumb movie this was, the girl went upstairs. There she was cornered, making Felix scream again. I laughed at Felix, who now had the blanket fully over his face.

"Ryan, why is the murderer knocking?" Felix asked, leaning against me while his face was still covered. I listened closely, and heard the sound Felix was talking about, but it wasn't coming from the television. I searched for the remote, soon finding it under my butt. 'These things end up in the weirdest places.' I thought as I paused the movie. Felix moved the blanket, looking up at me with questioning eyes. The knocking sounded again, making Felix jump as he quickly jumped onto my lap, holding on to me for dear life while screaming. I rolled my eyes, moving Felix off my lap and walking towards the door.

"Don't open. It might be a serial killer." He wrapped the blanket fully around himself, creating a burrito. I laughed at that and opened the door.

"Feelix, we're gonna get ya!" Scott mused, making Felix whimper. I laughed, a cough following shortly after. I had kind of forgotten that I was sick.

"SCOTT! NOT FUNNY." Felix was poking his head over the couch, the blanket draping over his head. Scott stuck his tongue out at Felix, making him do the same.

"So, what brings you guys here?" I asked, motioning to Scott and Snake, who had been silent the whole time.

"You know, just visiting the sick princess that lives here." He said with a smirk, making me flustered. Snake looked at him as a warning signal. Scott looked at him with an apologetic smile, giving him a small peck on the lips. Even though it had been almost three months since the breakup, I still felt uncomfortable whenever they kissed in front of me. Yes, I had Felix, but Scott and I had a history together. Scott looked at me with a look I knew all too well. 'You're staring.' He always gave me that look when we were in public. He was my first boyfriend, and we had been together for almost four years. In the beginning he gave me that look because we hadn't come out to anybody yet, so if someone would catch me staring, that could have been the end of our relationship. But now we're not together anyway, I should have stared, even though we were in public. I should have stared more, because I missed his face so much. I still could stare at him. At those perfect lips, those perfect eyes, his perfect face. 'Get yourself together, Ryan! You're not with him anymore, you have another boyfriend who is even more handsome-' 'You still love him, don't you?' No... Don't come back. 'Felix loves me and I love him!' 'Do you really?''Shut up! If course I do, he's perfect!' 'If you believe yourself, then go ahead, go make out with the man you 'oh so love' while deep inside, you know that it isn't true.''I'm over him! If he doesn't need you then I don't need him.''False. You need him, Cry. Don't deny it.' 'Don't you dare call me by that name. You're not a thread to me anymore, Mad.' Our conversation was ended as Scott began to talk.

"Ryan, are you okay, you've been staring blankly into space for a while now." Scott waved his arm up and down in front of my face, making me flinch.

"Yeah, I just zoned out. You know, sickness and all that stuff." I said awkwardly as I scratched the back of my neck. 'Smooth, Ryan. Very smooth.' 'Shut up.'

"Ah okay. Can we come in, though?" 'Scott knows that was a lie.''He doesn't.' I stepped aside, letting Snake and Scott in. I walked back to the couch, accidentally staring at Scott's ass. 'Damn, I forgot that his behind looked good, too.' 'Pretty in love with Felix, are you? Checking out your ex's ass.' I flinched at... His words. He always was a smug, honest fuck. Scott noticed, but didn't say anything.

"What kind of shit movie were you two watching?" Scott asked as he looked at the screen, plopping down next to Snake. I sat down next to Felix, who now was in the far right corner of the couch, Scott sat next to me, and Snake sat to the far left. The couch was meant for two people, so I was squished between my ex-boyfriend, and my boyfriend. 'What a nice scene.' I searched for the remote, only to have found it under Felix's butt this time. I set the movie on play again. Scott soon snuggled closer to Snake, his back facing my way. I almost stared again, but my urge to stare at the brunette was soon cut off by Felix screaming, making Scott jump. I laughed at that, making eye contact with Snake, who was also smirking.

Felix's P.O.V.

"What do you want me to do, Snake?" I asked. The film had ended, and Scott and Ryan were sound asleep. Ryan's head and arm were draped over my chest, his hands over my shoulders. Snake didn't have it good either. Scott was with his ass at Snake's lower area. His whole right side was on Snake's body, looking like Snake was his mattress. It actually looked pretty cute, though, seeing these two not curse at each other, seeing their peaceful selves more. I laughed, causing Snake to give me a sour glare.

"Don't you two cuddle or something? I'd love a hug from Ryan right now." I joked. It was the truth, but what more fun is there than to poke fun at someone who is heavier built than you -we're talking about muscles here, stop it- and they can't do anything about it?

"Come on, don't deny it." Snake looked away. 'Is he... Flustered?'

"D'aww." I squealed, catching Snake's attention.

"Drop it, will you." He said, strangely very calm. I smiled as I stroked Ryan's curly hair.

"You know," I said, making Snake look up at me.

"Scott doesn't sound half that bad. He actually cares a lot about Ryan, and about you too." Snake looked surprised at me.

"Does he really? I forced him into a relationship. Why would he care about me if I did such a thing?" Snake asked, making me smile.

"He said you were caring, despite you forcing him into a relationship. And I can kind of tell by the way he looks at you." Even though it was pretty dark in the room, I could see his cheeks getting darker, just a tiny bit though, but I still saw it. 'Is Snake... Blushing?!' I laughed at that, making Snake look away. I guess he was flustered.

"I think Scott and I have to head home, since we have to be awake early." Snake said, moving slightly.

"Well, how are you going to get Scott in the car?" I looked at Scott, still sound asleep on Snake's whole body.

"Like this." Snake flipped Scott around somehow, so that he was now carrying him bridal style.

"I have to learn that sometime." I whispered in amazement.

"Can you let yourself out? I don't want to wake Ryan up." I heard Snake say a small 'Yeah' before he opened the door, saying goodbye, and somehow closing the door again. I smiled, still wondering how he could pull that off. I kissed Ryan's forehead before dozing off. I loved being with Ryan, even though he was sound asleep. I hoped I never had to leave him again, but my hopes weren't fulfilled. If I only had known earlier that I had limited time with him, I would've spent more time with him. If I only had known that something terrible was going to happen- I maybe wouldn't have even met him in the first place. If only that didn't happen.