Lonely (A Cryaotic Fanfiction)

~Chapter Seven~

~A/N~
I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT HUMANS ALOT HAS HAPPENED AND I GOT REALLY BUSY AND I WAS UNDER MOTIVATED BUT WHEN I SAW 306 READS I WAS JUST LIKE, OMG THATS SO COOL I FEEL REALLY INSPIRED AND YEAH SORRY!!! THE NEXT CHAPPIES ARE GONNA HOPEFULLY BE BETTER CAUSE I DEVELOPED SOME VOCAB AND IT WONT BE SO BAM BAM BAM ALL AT ONCE WOO NOO SO YEAH SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT AND THE LONG PARAGRAPH!! IF YOU FINISHED ALL OF THIS PARAGRAPH CONGRATS YOU ACTUALLY DONT MIND CANADIANS AND THEIR APPOLOGIES SO YEAH ENJOY NOW~~~

~Cry's POV~

I ravage through all my games in the game bin that I haven't organized yet. "Let's play... Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney?" I ask Alison.

"I dont know what that is..." She says confused.

"Well, I can show you... Let me hook up the DSi XL to the TV so we can play it together on the TV." I say walking behind the TV.

I can hear the ruffling of her trying to get on the couch. I immediately get up from my knealing position and go help her. She whispers a little thanks and starts getting all comfortable. I hear the familiar click of the DSi hooking up and bring the wire and the large device towards the large couch we are sitting on.

I look at the coffee table with all 8 remotes. I get the long silver one and turn on the TV and the stereo. I get settled in next to Alison and choose a new game for this. I look over towards her. She's even prettier up close.

She has beautiful brown hair with that ombre purple hair is wonderful. And she has green eyes almost emerald. Her skin is so... Perfect. Flawless. One day she will be mine.

"Um... Cry?" I snap out of it. "Why are you staring at me?"

"Cause you are beautiful." I blurt out. I immediately look away. Smart move.

~Alison's POV~

"Cause you are beautiful." He says. What?! I start scrambling and try and get on my wheelchair. I finally get on and wheel myself into my "room". It has a futon and a computer almost touching the futon if I turn it into a bed. There are three monitors and a pretty expensive keyboard as far as I can tell.

I move the chair and make space for my laptop. I get out my mouse and start playing my playlist for my songs and start settling in. I wince as I try to climb the little bed.

After a while there is a knock on my door. I tell him to come in. When he opens the door, and when I mean open the door it's a long wait just for him to fully open it. All I see is an embarrassed Cry standing.

"What are you doing?" He says while rubbing his arm. Adorable.

"Making myself at home." I frown. Soon after I start laughing.

"What?"

"You... You are red as an tomato!" I manage to say between breaths.

He smirks. I manage to calm down. His dreamy now calm face is glancing at me with tender eyes. I look away and keep reminding myself that I can't like him cause if I do this school will hate me more. I immediately remember, I never went home to get my stuff.

I start wheeling myself over towards the door to get into the hallway for the elevator, but Cry stops me right in his tracks. "Where do you think you're going?" He turns me around to face him.

I cross my arms. "We never went to get some clothes at my place."

His eyes seem to open wider than before. "My bad. But I can't leave you to wheel yourself up to your place so let me push you."

I turn around and just fed up with his gentlemanliness, agree. We go down 4 floors and exit the building and get to the sidewalk. We turn around and look at the apartment. Cry points me to his building which is lower than I thought. We continue to cross the street to my block for my house. I feel his breath hot on my neck. I know Cry is exhausted. I encourage him a bit and he seems more pumped. We arrive to the steps of my house.

"Here, I'll get up and hop to my door." I say as I start to move off.

He touches my shoulder. "No, I'll carry you." I see the certainty in his eyes that he wants to help.

I quickly take off his hand off my shoulder. I tell him I'm fine and I don't need his "Gentlemanliness" anymore. I get up to my feet but quickly fall back onto the chair. After many tries and pain, I finally gave up and told him coldly to get me up there. He slowly starts to turn my chair around and the big wheels bump onto the first step, second step, third step, and so on until I feel the last one.

~A/N VERY IMPORTANT!!! DO READ!!!~
AHOY! Sorry this kinda sorta sucks I know I just completely forgot about the whole story I wrote!! So, I have a proposition; do you want me to restart the story to make it better or just continue? Tell me in the comment section so I can know!! If I do not get any comments then I'll just continue the story!! Oh and please tell me if you like the story it'll be gladly appreciated!!