Miss you so...(Pewdiecry One-Shot)

This One-Shot is based off of the song "Miss you so" by Frank Ocean and it is dedicated to everyone who has helped my writing journey so far. You guys are the best. Now, are you ready to have a rollercoaster of feels? :o

-Em ._.

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I stack these magazines in the corner, after I'm done with them. And I still got the same one that I started with, with you be in one of them. My camera's shed some tears since you left him with nothing, with nothing. How am I supposed to remember you? And that the memories, the memories made, baby. When am I gonna start on my kids, girl? When I'm older? And my mind is telling me to forget you? What's going to make me remember?

I stared blanky at my stone fireplace as the flames inside licked and ate away at the wood. I shivered as another cold draft hit my body, causing me to scoot closer to the comforting glow. My numb hands stretched out, gladly taking the heat radiating off of the small fire as I sat there, my body cold and tired.

A sad sigh escaped my lips as I shook my head and nuzzled into my furry blanket. I remember cuddling with someone in the exact same position as I was right now, I remember it so clearly. It brought back bittersweet images of kisses, cuddles, and touches.

I suddenly felt wetness on my cheeks and I was quick to wipe them away. He doesn't deserve my tears...he never did. But with the sudden images and the warmth that reminded me of his hugs, I couldn't help to lay down, stare at the blank ceiling, and cry silently at all the memories that I secretly cherished.

They lulled me to a dream full of the old memoirs, willing me to close my eyes just to see him one more time. Even though it was just a dream.

*Dream/Memory*

Wind swept by my figure as I sighed in bliss, feeling the coolness hit my skin as I dug my toes into the tan, warm sand. I laughed at the feeling and spun in happiness, dizziness finding it's way into my mind after a minute.

I took a seat on the sand, my camera laying next to my feet since I didn't have anything to take a photo of at the moment.

I loved my hobby, I really did. It was so much fun to just leave the silence and boredom of my house...my life. I loved how I can just pack up my camera and tie my shoes then leave to a hillside, beach, or anything naturally beautiful and snap photos of them.

It was so addicting. It was so addicting to feel the wind, hear the birds or crickets chirping, and lay there, admiring everything. I loved it so much that I have an album full of the photos that were basically my life in a nutshell.

My life was wonderful and no one could tell me otherwise, since there was really no one to share the excitement of a beautiful landscape or photo....

I fiddled with the strap of my camera, but stopped once I saw colors of orange, red, and yellow tainting the sand I sat on. My head snapped up and a smile formed on my face at the sight. It was a sunset...

I grabbed my camera and held it up to my eye, zooming further and closer or adjusting the photo. My only desire was to click that small button that will capture this moment forever and remind me of such beauty in the future, but something stopped me. Stopped me from hitting that button underneath my finger...A melodic laugh stopped me.

I searched around the beach for the owner of the beautiful laugh, the camera still in front of my face. I was beginning to grow hopeless after a few minutes of searching, but then I saw him.

He was so handsome, so...perfect. His sandy blonde hair that was being tossed with the breeze, his icy blue eyes that glowed even from far away, his perfect lips, his body...Gosh, everything about him was just magnificent.