PewDieCry | DesolateRating - PG-13More Like This
Strong language - N/A
Shippings/Pairings - PewDiePie+Cryaotic | PewDiePie+CutiePie
Mature content - N/A
"So did you tell her yet?" I asked, stirring the ice in the cup with my straw. I watched the Swede grow stiff and assumed that was a no. I didn't blame him, confessing something like that could be a difficult thing to do. I traced my index finger along the top of the cup and sighed quietly.
"It's just hard, y'know? We've been together for over two years now, it's just . . . difficult." The Swede mumbled uncomfortably. I couldn't help but feel sympathetic for my sandy-haired friend. I couldn't imagine what he must be going through, especially when he was so popular. I forced my eyes to look up at him and smile.
"Marzia's a sweet girl, Felix. She'll understand. Though, you should let her down easy, it'd suck to see that girl get upset. What are you going to do, though?" I asked. He knew what I meant; she'd most likely kick him out of the house they had back in Sweden. He