Chapter 5

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Cry's/Ryan's P.O.V

I kissed Pewds, I finally kissed him. Marzia is gonna be so pissed. I'M KISSING FELIX GOD DAMN KJELLBURG, STOP THINKING WHAT SHE THINKS AND KISS HIM, WOMAN. No, this is wrong.

I pulled away and he opened his eyes. " Sorry " I said and ran out of the room and out of the door, slamming it shut. I shoved my hands in my pockets and pulled my hood up. Breathing in the cold December air.

Water droplets splashed on my nose and I looked up to the sky, the sky was black and blue with water coming from it. I groaned and ran into the near by Starbucks. I've only been in Sweden for a few weeks and I know the place better than Florida.

Since I was never allowed out in Florida. I walked up to the counter and ordered a latte. The lady who served me had fiery red hair with blonde tips and wore too much make-up. " Okay then Sir, Just go wait over there please and you'll be served by Matthew.

Matthew looked up when he heard his name and smiled. I walked over to him as he grabbed a cup and added the ingredients. " Your not from here are you ? " his thick Swedish accent poked out of the way he spoke. " No, I'm living with my cousin and her boyfriend. " I replied as he handed me my drink and I sat down at the bar. Matthew adjusted his hat and coughed.

" So, I'm Matthew " he stuck his hand out to shake mine. " Ryan, but please. Call me Cry " I smiled and adjusted the mask against my face. He cocked his head to the side and leaned his head in his hands. " Well, Cry. You wanna hang later ? " Matthew asked twiddling his thumbs. " Sure, just give me your phone " he handed his phone out and I put my number in his phone and his in mine. " Well my shift ends at 7 so I'll see you then " he smirked. " Well I gotta get going, Bye " I gave him a bro fist and walked out the store. The memory of the kiss still swirling around in my mind.

Pewds/Felix's P.O.V

Cry's been out for 4 and a half hours. I've been worried sick, Marzia isn't back yet. Maybe I should call her. I picked up my phone and dialled in Marzia's number. BOOP. BOOP.BOOP. Voice mail.

" Feli I'm home ! " Marzia's sweet Italian voice came echoing through out the empty house. Marzia walks into the kitchen with bags on each side of her arms. " Hey ! " she sung. The memory of the kiss flooded my mind and got me in a bad mood. How I wanted that to happen so badly but I had to fuck it up. " I want to show you my new clothes ". I followed her into the living room and sat down on the couch. She showed me a few dresses, sweaters and jeans. I was too busy thinking about Cry and the kiss to be interested in frilly dresses. " Feli, are you okay ? " she smiled. I sighed, annoyance showing in my eyes. " I'm fine " I muttered under my breath. " Felix, are you feeling alright " she asked. " I'M FINE " I screamed, rushing upstairs and slamming the door behind me.

I just needed time to myself to wrap my head around things. The kiss. Ryan. Marzia. Love. Hate. Swirled in my mind as I lay on the bed. I missed Cry's warmth next to me. I missed his scent. I missed the way his chestnut bangs lay perfectly on his mask. I miss the way he laughs. I miss the way his voice is raspier and deeper in the mornings. Speaking of Cry......... Where was he ?

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