Brutal Return ( PewdieCry )

Chapter 3

Pewds/Felix's P.O.V

I woke up by a bright light shining through the bed room window, blinding me harshly. The brown haired stayed resting, snoring slightly. I Chuckled and leaned in closer, puckering my lips and placing them against the boys forehead..... Did I just ? Nah ! My stomach growled and I pulled the covers off me and look at Ryan's battered and bruised chest. God when I find the person who done that to my precious Ryan..... Wait ?! My ? Precious ? REALLY PEWDS. GOD DAMN IT !

I walked down the stairs and walked into the kitchen and as soon as I walked inside, a peice of paper was lying on the table. I walked over to it and picked it up.

' Dear Felix,

I'm going out for a few things, with a few friends for a girls night out. Don't worry about me my swede.

Love you !

~ Marzia xxxxx '

Well shit ! I picked up a bowl from the cupboard and got out the cereal and milk too. I made myself breakfast and walked into the living room and sat down on the seat and bounced a little, spilling milk on my t-shirt. " Oh for fuck sake " I cursed. I small chuckle came from behind me, I turned my head to the right and saw Cry leaning against the door. The soaked shirt showed off a little of my skin and stuck to my chest, making Cry stare. He chuckled again and walked over to me and sat down. " Cry, I have something for you " I sang, he cocked his head slightly to the side and gave a confused expression. I smirked and pulled him into a tight embrace, wetting his shirt. " F-f-felix " he gasped " I can't breath " I pulled away and looked down at our wet shirts. " Go on " I smiled. " Marzia's out today, so we can spend time together " His face light up with excitement and his eyes sparkled with amazement, shyness and.... lust ? Ummmmm Okay ?! I turned around and stubbed my foot on the table "jävla helvete din jävla slyna gå och dö i helvetet twat " I screamed. Cry turned around and bend his eye brows. " What did you say ? " he asked. " It's Swedish, I'm born in Sweden " I replied yawning. " Oh, okay " he smiled. " Your so sweet " I smiled. He scowled and crossed his arms over his chest and preened to be mad. " Your cute when your mad " I flirted. Oh my gawd ! WHY ?! He's face turned red and gave a dark chuckle " Oh I'm gonna get so fucking adorable " he smirked and took his shirt off. The most of the bruises were healed but the scares were still there. He threw his shirt into the wash and I had to shut my eyes. The lust building up inside me, almost made me Wanna pounce on Cry and fuck him hard and now. But I couldn't... For the sake of Marzia. He winked, and walked across the room to me. He got closer, his hot breath lingered against my neck as he whispered. " Don't ever call me cute again ". He pulled me by the arm and pushed me onto the sofa. He climbed on the sofa and crawled closer to me, I backed away until my back hit the arm rest. He came closer and closer to my ear once again. " I've got you right where I want you " he mumbled and got closer to my face. He leaned in and so did I automatically closing my eyes. Cry gave a soft giggle and straddled my lap. Our faces were millimetres away from each other. " Not this time, friend " Cry said and jumped from my lap running from the room. Giggling like a school girl next to her crush came from the stairs and a slamming of the door. I rolled my eyes.... Oh Cry..... Your such a tease 

Sorry, It's a little short. But..... YOLO..... God damn it. Well I've been busy with homework. I'm gonna update every week. Okay Cry Babies? Yeah I call my followers Cry Babies cause Cry is awesome and so are my followers. So yeah !

And remember. Don't be a salad, be the best damn broccoli you could ever be. Bia * bro fist *

~CrysFanGirl