RoomMates

Awkward feelings

A/N: yes I did make the picture above. I found it so true and I really couldn't find anything else to use.
(_Laken if you read this you are awesome for voting on my chapters)

Suggest some pranks and if they we good I will do them.

Since the last part was nearly 1000 words long and these parts are usually 300-600. I will be publishing two little parts to balance out the pewdiecry, septiplier and Ryatt ships. So here ya go, run along and ship like you've never shipped before my darlings!
(Meaning: two chapters will be published before the pewdiecry part)

Ryan's Pov:
Walking away from Cry and Felix, I went straight for Matts room. Looking back to see the two boys talking as they walked down the hallway makes me smile a little bigger. It's nice to see everyone getting along.
As I approach the door I hear faint noises coming from inside the room and immediately cringe at the thought. [If your as dirty minded as me you will know what he's thinking] And that's when I hear my name being moaned and I'm taken aback by the sound.
What. In. The. Absolute. Fuck. I'm probably just hearing things. Yeah, just hearing things. It's probably just his computer or something. Yeah, it's just some noise.
So with that in mind, I knock on the door, "Hey Matt?." and after a few seconds he opens the door just enough to see his face "Yeah?". "Can I come in" "actually, I'm kinda busy. Sorry Ryan it's just really important". I scoff before turning around.
  "Sorry Ryan it's really important". I can't be mad at him when he says it like that. Dammit. Why does he have to be so-...so-.....cute.
      Wait...Did I just call him cute?. I mean, he is kinda cute. But I'm not into guys...right?. At least I don't think I am. Maybe I am....but does it mean that I could like my best friend?!.
      I've known Matt for such a long time I feel I could tell him anything. I trust him with my life. I put faith in him out of all of my friends. 
      I....am living with him. I feel my face heating up as I walk into my room (which was next door to his). What is wrong with me? I don't-I couldn't-I would not like my best friend, would I?.