Fireworks (Pewdiecry)

"Do you have feelings for him?" He asked with a hard gaze, one full of fury. I looked down at my old sneakers to avoid that overwhelming stare of his, the feeling of wanting to disappear growing inside of me. "No..." I murmered, the single word barely audible even to my ears. My thumbs twiddled out of habit as I tried my best to hold in my tears. I couldn't even recognize the man in front of me anymore. He used to be my absolute bestfriend, which stung like hell, but it was even more heart-breaking since I undeniably love him. "Good." The Swede stated, releasing my shoulders from his iron grip and beginning to walk away. 'No,' I thought. 'I can't let him go with this...new side of him...'
"You've changed." I whispered. My tired eyes shut and my tears finally leaked out. "No I haven't." Was his reply and I gave up. "Forget it." I muttered miserably, wiping away my tears. "You'll never go back to the man you used to be." I added before turning around and running away. "Cry!"