icarus falls • felix catton

THREE

three's theme - i'm kissing you - des'ree

Spring had slowly edged its way into summer and Felix and Ariadne were as close as ever. Their relationship had evolved into a more flirtatious one, full of tension and desire for one another. Slowly Felix had stopped getting off with Annabel and India at parties and tended to stay on the sidelines with Ollie, the two had become fast friends.

Always together at the pub, parties and social gatherings, it was Felix and his shiny new toy Oliver. Everyone had hedged bets about when Felix would tire of the novelty of being friends with Ollie and cut him loose but Ariadne really liked Oliver, he was awkward but he understood people and listened to what she had to say. Farleigh hate him. Farleigh Start hated Oliver fucking Quick and Ariadne couldn't seem to figure out why. Farleigh was pretentious in nature but he seriously had it out for Ollie. It was worse than his treatment of Eddie last year at Saltburn.

Ariadne was revising with Farleigh when she received the call. It was Felix. She looked over at Farleigh who had slumped over his text book, snoozing his hangover away as she pressed the answer button.

'Felix?' she answered, biting her fingernails, worried as she could hear frantic breathing over the line.

'Ollie's such a fucking arse Ari... we were revising and he mentioned a smell in the room and how my room is disgusting and then he started picking shit up saying only rich people can afford to be this filthy.' he ranted, growing angrier with the Quick boy.

'Fe... he is right y'know, we don't clean up after ourselves because we pay other people to do it, we are privileged as fuck and sometimes we don't see whats right in front of us. We forget he doesn't come from the same background as us, he grew up having to do it all himself, we didn't.' Ariadne explains to Felix, hoping he would see the bigger picture to this all.

'Ari, are you free to come over, I want to see you' Felix diverted the conversation, hating the fact that he was wrong about the situation. Ariadne agreed to go and see Felix but told him that she needed to sort Farleigh out first.

Ariadne walked with Farleigh out of the library and across campus, the both of them playing with her iPod, playing Spice Girls.

'I fucking love Posh Spice.' Farleigh exclaimed, gaining some looks from the nobodies as he liked to call them. Ariadne just let out a light sound of laughter as Oliver watched her from across campus, a steeling look of hate in his eyes towards Farleigh, wishing it was him laughing with Ariadne on their way to see Felix. He wanted Ariadne and Felix all to himself, he hated sharing.

After leaving Farleigh to his own devices with Annabel, Ariadne made her way to Felix's dorm, in hopes he had calmed down from his meltdown earlier, she hated comforting other people in their hour of need, she just couldn't do it after she had failed her brother so miserably.

She knocked on the hardwood door, waiting for Felix to open up. anxiously tapping her foot against the ground. The door flung open and there stood Felix, the object of her desire in all his glory. He went in for a hug instantly, moving her so he could shut the door to keep her hidden from prying eyes. Ariadne valued her privacy, protecting it as a virtue since Achilles' passing. Felix cradled her face, staring deep into her soul, as if they were made for each other, blue met brown in a clash of colour.

'Ariadne' Felix whispered her name like a prayer, her full name, not Ari, Ariadne. He was rapt by her beauty, her tan skin and pale golden hair, with eyes as blue as the Aegean sea. He dreamt of her beauty, one that ballads could be written about and myths could be based upon. He loved her, he always knew that. And he would rather die than never tell her. He needed her. It was plain and simple. And she needed him.