(Cry's POV)
I woke up sweaty. Panting. Who was he? The only thing I remember from that dream was a blonde. He was so familiar, yet, such a stranger. But what the hell happened? All that I remember was those blue eyes and blonde hair. And that voice. Husky yet so smooth. "Love me, cry" I didn't know who he was. Did I? I tried to shake off the thought, but it kept coming back. I kept asking, "Who was he?"
(Pewdiepie's POV)
I shot up on my bed, breathing heavily. What the hell was that? WHO the hell was that? The only thing I remember was that brunet. His brown hair and green eyes. Oh and his voice. Soft but rough. "Love me, Pewdie" man, who was he. He was so familiar. But I swear I never met him before. One thought kept running through my head, even though I tried to stop thinking it. "Who was he?"
(Cry's POV)
That dream was so weird. Damn, who was he? I shook the thought off. I wanted to talk to Felix. (Aka-Pewdiepie, but cry doesn't know that) He texted me one day asking me if I was some girl named Mariza. When I told him no and that I was a guy he seemed pretty bummed out so I talked to him for a bit. Now I talk to him all the time. He's a really nice. Some of the texts he sends me, oh man, they send shivers down my spine. Why do I feel that way when I read his texts nowadays? Maybe the universe was trying to tell me something? Yeah right.
When I saw the "Hi Ryan" on the screen my heart jumped. "Hey Felix" I sent back. Lately, I started to like him more than a friend. I wish I knew what he looked like. We promised in one text that we wouldn't say what we looked like. All I knew was that he was 19 and he lived in Sweden. We never actually talked on the on the phone. I said voices would give away too much. We acted like spy's on the phone. Man I wish I could see him in real life. We ended our conversation with a brofist as we always do. I really liked Felix, even though we didn't know what we each looked like. I knew so much about him. He was like a best friend, but still a stranger. Wait...... That sounds familiar...... Oh well. When I lied down that night I had a feeling in my gut that something good was going to happen. I just don't know what.
(Pewdiepie's POV)
As I laid down that night and texted Ryan all I could do was smile. His texts were so cute. I was disappointed at the time, when I thought he was this girl I met who gave me her "phone number", but now he's the only one I want to talk to. I feel jittery when I text him. He's like my best buddy, but I have no clue what he looks like, or talks like. All I know is that he's 19 and he lives in Florida. I actually started to like him as more than a friend. I'd give anything to see him or at least actually talk to him. So as we brofisted and ended our conversation, I decided to call him tomorrow. I was happy and nervous as I fell asleep.
Authors note ~ how's it goin' bros? Hey comment if I should continue. It gets pretty good after this. And........even if you don't comment I will still make the next one! Muahahaha!
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FanfictionPewdiepie and cry are both having dreams about each other, but neither of them know it. Will their long lost love rise up again? Stay tuned to find out!