PewDieCry: Experience

Chapter 9

Cry’s P.O.V

“Thanks for helping me before,” Pewds said softly as we trailed behind the others. It was still night but that didn’t matter. I liked it. It was peaceful.

“All I did was grab you,” I chucked and looked down at him. I could see the reflection of the stars in his eyes.

“Still,” he said and shrugged. “You’re my hero,” he grinned stupidly at me. I couldn’t help but laugh and shake my head at him when he began skipping around me in the sand. 

“Cry! My hero!” he cheered then jumped onto my back. I stumbled backwards from the surprise but, luckily managed to regain my balance. 

“Pewds! Get off!” I giggled as he wrapped his arms around my neck and he legs around my waist. I felt his chin rest against my shoulder and I looked back at him to find he was smirking at me.

“Nope. This is what you get for slapping my ass,” he whispered in my ear. My step altered slightly and I nearly fell. God, I wasn’t expecting that. 

“Fine then,” I laughed when I recovered from the shock. I grabbed his legs and shifted him higher onto my back, giving him a piggyback as we caught up with the others. I didn’t mind the extra weight. It felt nice to have him so close. I could feel the rise and fall of his chest against my back and his breath on my neck. At least he couldn’t get into any trouble here.

When we caught up to the others they looked at us questioningly before laughing. They didn’t seem surprised. I guess it wasn’t that strange. Just one guy giving his crush a piggyback through the desert... WAIT...What? Crush? I almost tripped again when I realised what I’d thought.

“Cry, you’re really clumsy, ya know that?” Pewds teased but I was too shocked to answer. My crush? Why had I even thought that? Pewds and I were FRIENDS...friends...that’s all we are. Just friends.

I sighed at the thought. It was impossible to ignore how much it upset me. I didn’t want to be just friends. I knew that.

 As if he read my mind he tightened his arms around me and chuckle into my ear. I wanted this. I wanted him. There was no use denying it.

“Cry?” Pewds looked over my shoulder slightly to get a better look at my face. Well, my mask. “You okay bro?”

“Yeah...” I lied. I could see him begin to frown but when he ahead of us his whole expression changed. He leaned up, looking into the distance.
“Guy!” he yelled suddenly, making me jump. “Guy! Look!” he added excitedly and pointed into the distance. I looked up... what was he looking at? That’s when I saw it. A tall Glass House. It lit up in the night, casting a bright white glow around the area it stood, impossible to miss.        

“I see it!” Russ yelled. Everyone began to cheer, smiling happily towards the Glass House. Pewds let go of me and slid down my back. He jumped onto the sand and began sprinting towards the house. Everyone followed, running and laughing as we got closer and closer to our goal... It was so close. Just when I was beginning to think that we’d done it, that we’d won, the earth began to shake beneath my feet. Huh? I slowed down to a jog, feeling the ground tremble beneath me. What was happening? This doesn’t look good.

“Ahh!” I heard Red scream and when I turned she was flying across the sand, her body tumbling and rolling like a rag doll.

“Red!” Russ, Pewds and I yelled in unison. The three of us turned around and rushed towards her. Scott and Ken heard our shouting and turned too, saw that Red had fallen and began to make their way back. The earth still shook violently, making it hard to stand up straight.

“What’s going on?” Russ asked over a low rumble that had begun to surround us. The noise wasn’t loud but it was enough to cause us to panic.

“Thanks,” Red mumbled dizzily as we helped her up. She began brushing the sand off her and swore under breath for being so clumsy.

“I don’t know,” I answered Russ’ question.

“Feels like an earthquake,” Scott said. Ken nodded in agreement. The ground quivered violently and we all braced ourselves, gasping as the shock hit us full force. It felt as if my legs were disconnected from my body, like they’d turned to jelly. It was so hard to stand. 

“Yeah, defiantly feels like an earthquake,” Ken said. I noticed his teeth chatter slightly from the trembles. The sand around us began to shift and jump up and down like tiny bouncy balls. I frowned and tried to make sense of what was going on but nothing seemed plausible. It didn’t seem real. I guess it wasn’t, it’s just a simulation...

“Fan...Fan...FAN!” Pewds began shouting in Swedish and pointing towards the direction we’d come from. I turned to see what was making him panic so much. My eyes fell on the steep slope we’d climbed over which stood far in the distance now. But something was wrong. I squinted and strained to see...and then I saw it. A group of six people were running towards us. Team Y. They were pretty far behind but that wasn’t what had caused Pewds to freak out. It was the fact that, behind the group of people, a huge wave of sand and dust was falling down the slope, heading straight towards us.

“Run!” Ken yelled. He grabbed Pewds’ arm and began running. The rest of us weren’t far behind them.

PewDie’s P.O.V

Not again! Why are we always running from something? I just want to lie down and chill out, enjoy the stars and have some chocolate but no... Now there’s a huge sand avalanche behind us! Not only that but Ken had pulled me with him so we were ahead of the others and every time I’d turn to look for them my hair would whip in front of my face, making it impossible to see. In the end I gave up. I was too out of breath to call for them and the ground was still shaking, making it hard to keep my balance whilst looking forward never mind backwards. Whenever I tried to shout I couldn’t seek to get any sound to leave my lips so instead I focused to the Glass House. All we had to do was get to that then the simulation would be over. But would that mean anything if the rest of my team weren’t with me?

“C-C-Cry,” I finally managed to gasp and tried looking behind me again. This time I noticed someone. I think it was Scott. Good, at least that’s one of them.

“Just keep running,” Ken told me. He no longer had a hold of me but he kept his eye on me, making sure I was okay. I guess this was his way of repaying me for helping him before. I didn’t need repaying though. I didn’t want it. I want to see if Cry’s alright.

We were so close to the Glass House now, maybe only 500 meters away. I kept telling myself that Cry was fine, he’s probably right behind me. So are Russ and Red, they’re all behind me. They’re all safe.

I began to stumble when the ground beneath me abruptly moved, vibrating viciously under my feet. I felt like I was drunk, like the whole world was tipping and spinning before me. This shaky ground was so disorientating.   

“Get in!” Ken yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts. When my eyes focused I saw Ken grabbing a glass door. He shoved me through then began calling to some others. I stumbled into the house, falling at the last minute and crashing to the floor. Where was I? Was I...? Where we...?

 We were here!

The Glass House!

We’d won!