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I Found You-Pewdiepie

~flashback~

"Felix! Come on!" A six year old called y/n called on her best friend. They were going to the park with their parents so y/n and Felix ran ahead.

"I'm comin'! I'm comin'!" Felix replied. They both ran to the swings, sitting on them.

"What do you think will happen to us when we're older?" Y/n asked, her h/c hair blowing in the wind.

"I want to be famous. We're going to get married too!" Felix swung his legs.

"Yeah! I want to be famous too! Let's tell our mummies that were going to get married!" Y/n jumped off the swings before grabbing Felix's wrist and dragging him through the park.

"Why, hello you two little monsters." M/n ruffled y/n's hair.

"Mummy! Guess what!" Y/n threw her arms in the air.

"What?" She asked with a big smile.

"Me and y/n are going to be famous and get married!" Felix exclaimed, skipping round in a circle with y/n.

"Aw, that's so sweet." Felix's mum smiled. Y/n's mum nodded in agreement.

~4 years later~

"Mum! I have to say goodbye to Felix!" The now ten year old y/n shouted.

"No! We have to go!" M/n shouted back.

"But mum!" She whined.

"No buts! We're moving to England and that's that!" M/n replied angrily, shoving y/n into the jam packed car before getting in herself and driving off.

~end of flashback~

Felix's POV

"And when Felix was six, he said he would become famous and marry his best friend y/n." Mum laughed. I sighed, looking out of the window. Why did you leave? Where did you go? I asked myself.

"I'm going out for coffee. Want me to get you guys anything?" I asked all of a sudden.

"Oh, yes please." Mum smiled. Her friend shook her head. Mum handed me a twenty pound note. I nodded as a thanks before leaving the house.

I was walking through the streets with my two coffees when I bumped into someone. I dropped the coffee that was on the top but the person I bumped into caught it.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry dude!" She apologised, standing up straight. I stood up, looking at the girl. She had h/l h/c hair, e/c eyes and s/c skin. She looked so familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. She was wearing a black beanie, white top, black leather jacket and black jeans.

I snapped out of my day dreaming when the girl handed me the coffee.

"Must be glad that didn't spill. Coffee costs ridiculous amounts here." She laughed, an accent sounding quite Swedish hiding under the English.

"Can I ask, where are you from?" I took the coffee from her.

"Sweden. Moved 'ere when I was ten." She answered.

"Do you want to go to coffee or something together at some point?" I blurted out before covering my mouth. The girl just laughed.

"Sure. Uh, here's my number." She grabbed a pen, writing her number on my arm. "Text me when you're ready." She winked before walking off. "Oh! The name's y/n!" She turned round for a second, walking backwards, before turning round and running off.

Y/n? As in y/n l/n? Looks like her... Oh well... I thought to myself. I began walking back home.

Time skip

It was now a Saturday and y/n and I decided to meet at Costa for a drink. I was never. Very nervous. She reminded me so much of my childhood best friend.

I was sitting at a table, playing games on my phone.

"Boo." A voice whispered over my shoulder. I dropped my phone and spun in my seat.

"Y/n! For Christ's sake!" I put a hand over my heart. Y/n sat in the seat in front of me. She was wearing the usual clothes, black beanie, white top, black jeans and a black leather jacket.

"So!" Y/n clapped her hands, causing me to jump again. "Let's talk about our past!" She smiled.

"Uh... I grew up in Gothenburg, Sweden..." I started off. Y/n's eyes grew wide.

"So do I! My best friend was called.... Felix..." She stared at me.

"My best friend was called y/n..." I replied slowly.

"Felix Kjellberg?"

"Y/n l/n?"

Y/n and I jumped up, hugging each other tightly. Y/n's body shook as she cried happily.

"Felix! It's really you!" She pulled her head away from my shoulder. "It's really you." She whispered.

"Where did you go?" I asked sadly when we sat down.

"Mum made me move to England with her to get away from dad. Apparently she had custody over me when she never went to court. I lived here for seventeen years 'cause I couldn't afford a ticket back to Gothenburg." She explained.

"Well, at least we're together now." I smiled.

"Yeah. Together forever." She smiled back.

~Time skip~

"Do you, Felix Arvid Ulf Kjellberg, do you take y/n as your wife, in sickness and in health until death do you part?" The priest asked.

"I do." I smiled, glancing at y/n. She wore a long, fitting white dress that trailed behind her. She looked even more beautiful than ever.

"And do you, y/n m/n l/n, take Felix as you husband, in sickness and in health until death do you part?" The priest turned to y/n.

"I do." She smiled, nodding her head. We put the ring on the others finger.

"You may now kiss the bride." The priest smiled. And I did. The girl I grew up with, the girl that I'd finally found after seventeen years, was now my wife.

"I found you." I whispered before kissing her again.