Staying With Felix and Marzia In Sweden(Pewdiepie FanFiction)

Hello. My name's Everdeen Porticonza and I'm 20.

My best friend, better known as my sister, is a funny, beautiful kind girl named Marzia Bisognin.

And here is my story:

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I was on my iMac watching the one and only Pewdiepie, when I get a text... it's Marzia!

Marzia- Hey Everdeen, meet me at Jonhais Lane please, I need to talk to you.

I instantly knew it wasn't good.

Me- Oh um, sure! See you in ten.

Marzia-:)

I searched threw my walking wardrobe. Ahhh! I spotted I was gonna wear:

My leggings, creamè uggs and my pug jumper.

Me and Marzia LOVE pugs, Marzia has a pug called Puga.

I was walking with my headphones, watching Pewdiepie play amnesia, it had me in stitches.

Then, I heard my name

"Everdeen? Everdeen!" Marzia calling me.

"Buongiorno sinora Marzia!"

"Ciao!" We both greeted.

"What's up then?" I ask.

"Well, Everdeen, um-"

"Marzia, spill!"

"OK, OK! You know you introduced me to Felix?" she says...

"Yes... what's happened?" I stutter.

"I'm moving to Sweden with him, we met up a cou-"

"Wait, WHAT?! Marzia? You can't leave me? Your practically my sister, Marzia" I said with a frown.

She started to cry.

"I know but Everdeen, I love him, and he loves me" she says.

"But...Bu," I put on a fake smile "Marzia, I'm happy for you, but I HAVE to come visit, when are you leaving?" I ask.

"Well, that's the thing tomorrow" Marzia tells me.

"Oh" I depress in a moment.

°Marzia's POV°

Today I told Everdeen about Felix, and I didn't get the reaction I wanted.

I think she was faking it all, the smile, the happiness, the lot.

But Felix IS my true love, I just know it. We've been speaking for over six months and somehow, he can still make me smile.

He came over here, to Italy to finally meet me, and I just knew he's the one..

·The next day·

Me- Everdeen, I'm so sorry I have to leave. But please come visit in a couple of weeks?

Everdeen- Don't worry about it, and yes, in two weeks time I will come and visit.

Me- Sounds great.

Everdeen- Marzia...

Me- Yes?

Everdeen- Make sure no-one takes my place.

Me- I promise.

Everdeen- Promise?

Me- My promise is sacret.

°Everdeen's POV°

I just cannot believe this, my best friend is leaving, not for a week, not out of town; ABROAD AND FOREVER.