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You stand there in complete shock, mouth wide open as Felix hands his phone over to you. No way he's genuinely going to ask you out right now, no fucking way.

"Type in your number for me," he smiles, pressing his phone up against your palm. You nod your head, taking his phone out of his hand, chuckling at the contact name.

Pretty girl... really?

You type your number in, handing him back his phone. He looks down, reading the number before flashing you a quick smile, standing up off of the couch.

"I'll text you," he nods, fiddling with the corner of his phonecase.

"Ok," you gush. "I'll get back to my friend now."

"Yeah, sure," he replies and you feel his hand on your back as you turn around to walk away.

Chances are he won't message you, but that's understandable honestly. If he wants a quick fuck there's many other fangirls who would do that for him in a heartbeat. You never thought you would be able to meet him or talk to him in the first place, so getting this far is absolutely insane.

You walk back out into the stadium, noticing Gracie still standing by the barricades alone. You rush up to her, your hair blowing behind you and your shoes clunking with each step.

"What happened?" She exclaims, putting her arms out in front of you to grab.

"Too much."

Author's note

GRAHHH WE GO WILD 🐺

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