Chapter 3

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•Cry's P.O.V.•

"Oi, buddy! Wake the fuck up, yea?" an unfamiliar voice shook be from my somewhat restless dream. I can't remember exactly what happened. All I remembered was blonde hair and I felt something cold being dragged on my naked chest. Hmm... Some cult shit I guess. I looked up at the man towering above me.

"D... Dan..?" I asked as I looked up into the blue eyes of Dan Howell. He nodded and shook his head at the same time.

"Look- I'm not signing autographs ok? This is just the stop that you circled on your map." he smiled and pointed at the dark ink I'd traced around this bus stop with sharpie. I just nodded and stood up, feeling my face heat up whilst everyone watched in anger. Had we been sitting long? "Don't get yourself down, ok? I mean it's a once in a lifetime thing to see me here. Not a huge fan of this side of the neighborhood. So quiet and tranquil- almost too much... But never mind my babbling! I'm getting off here too." Dan placed a hand on my shoulder and I nodded, quickly walking to the front of the bus and hopping off, paying the bus driver who scowled down at us as we climbed down, clutching the icy rails do that we didn't slip on the steps.

"What a coincidence seeing you... Almost surreal in fact." I stuttered over the sound of the bus beginning to take off down the white road again. Dan just nodded and eye me over in confusion.

"Where's your jacket?" he asked pointing at my short sleeved shirt. It was then that I realized I was freezing. "Jesus, it's negative fifteen out! What were you thinking?" he gasped and slipped off his heavy over jacket to reveal a thinner jacket beneath it. He handed me his thinner jacket and pulled his over jacket back on.

"Oh! There's no need for that! I'll be fine! I'm headed only five blocks down the road so-" I was cut off.

"Then I'll walk with you until you get there." Dan suggested and began to walk ahead of me. I was about to argue but realized that it was pointless. I'd give the jacket back to him anyway. We walked further down the road in silence until Dan turned to me. "Wake up, asshole." he scowled at me.

"W-What?" I stuttered thinking that I had perhaps misunderstood his words.

"I said WAKE UP!!!" he shouted and pushed me as hard as he could.

"Ahh!" I shouted as my head shot up. I looked all around me, frightened and confused as to where I was. The first thing I noticed was that outside it was dark. Then, I noticed a man towering over me, but this time, the man did not seem as friendly as Dan.

"Look, douchebag, I realize this bus runs 24/7 but you need to get off." he said through gritted teeth. I shook my head in confusion.

"Why? What time is it?" I asked, practically pleading for answers.

"It's 1 am and I've had a long day and your erotic dreams about this 'pewdie' character is not helping. My eyes widened and adrenaline rushed through me, causing my face to glow hot pink.

"What?!" I shouted. He just shook his head and grabbed my luggage, throwing it out of the folding bus doors. "What the fuck?! You can't do that!" I shouted and ran off the vehicle, quickly checking my laptop and mask for any cracks or other issues.

"Do yourself a favor and find somewhere else to have sex dreams, alright?" the man on the bus looked down at me, who was on my knees trying to shove everything back into my laptop bag. "And take care of that boner. It's creepy bro." he added and quickly closed the doors, driving away with incredible speed for a bus. My face seemed to heat even more as I looked down at my jersey shorts, which were now sitting straight. I panicked and quickly throw my luggage over my lap, refusing to stand up from the snow. I looked around at my surroundings in confusion, only seeing a couple of lights nearby. The driver must have thrown me off between stops. Speaking of him- what did he mean by 'erotic dreams about Pewdie'? I would never have something as ridiculous as that stroll casually in my head! A few minutes seemed to pass like hours until there was a buzzing in my pocket. I reached down and pulled out my phone. I was shocked that the screen was lighting up through the cracks. I had sworn that it didn't turn on earlier! The button at the top of my phone must not be working. I barely tapped the answer button, but was still easily scratched by the shattered gorilla glass.

"Hello..?" I choked out and then wiped my cheeks fast, suddenly realizing that I was crying.

"Cry?! I've been trying to call you all day!!! Jesus you don't even bother to answer until now I mean what the fuck bro?!" Pewds' voice yelled loudly at the other end of the line. I flinched at his assertiveness.

"I've been trying to find your house.." I stuttered through my chattering teeth. Damn it was cold.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Where even are you?" his voice asked with more irritation than anger this time.

"Umm..." I said into the speaker of the phone as I looked for a possible land mark. "You know that statue of a dog barking?" I asked, putting my free hand on my face for the extra heat.

"Yea? What about it?" he asked.

"I'm there. Can you come pick me up?" I sent a chill down my spine as u switched hands and places the previous one on my face again.

"You better not be fucking with me." he muttered and hung up.

"Shit..." I whispered to myself. I looked down at my still present boner and began to search into my laptop bag for my mask. Where is it? Where's the mask?! I began searching more frantically and began searching through the snow that I was originally thrown off the bus in. It had to be here! It had to be here!! Suddenly my fingertips met the familiar smooth plastic as I lifted my mask out of the snow and dusted it off. A sigh of relief fell over me as I slipped it on over my face, which had begun to die down to a light pink hue. I then stood to my feet and adjusted the length of my laptop bag until it hung down around my hips, hiding my no-no square. I stood for a few minutes, brushing my hands through my hair over and over again, a nervous habit of mine.

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•Pewds P.O.V.•

I drove down the road, squinting my eyes through the snow that was blowing fast towards the window shield. I swear to god if cry is lying to me, I'm going to slap the shit out of him. How dare he send me out at 1 in the morning like this?! The silhouette of the dog statue slowly came into view and I rolled down the passenger's side window.

"Yo, Cry!" I shouted aimlessly into the dark. I saw Cry emerge from behind the statue and run up to the car.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUCK!!!!" he yelled as he leaped in and quickly adjusted his bag onto his lap as he shivered. I just stared at him wide eyed. He noticed me and shifted uncomfortably in his seat still shivering. "Merry Christmas..." he attempted to chuckle through his chilled bones. I continued to stare at him, completely speechless that he was actually in front of me. "Pewds..?" he whispered and put a hand on my shoulder. A small spark lit inside my head which ignited a fire, causing me to snap out of my trance.

"I... Uh.... How'd you get here..?" I whispered, still shocked as I made a u-turn, heading back to my apartment.

"I got plane tickets..." Cry spoke with a frozen tone. It was much more awkward seeing him in real life. It's not that we didn't know each other well, in fact, I probably knew cry better than I knew myself. The trip back to the house seemed agonizingly long. I'm sure tomorrow would be better.

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