"Felix! We were suppose to do the flip after Omar's line." Olly said as he took a step towards Felix.
"Noooo, that wasn't what we planned earlier! We both agreed to flip before Omar's line!" Felix said, running a hand through his hair.
"Det var inte vad du sa till mig en minut sedan! Bestämma dig jävla, Felix!"
Okay, this isn't good.
"Titta på din mun, Ogge!" Oscar says, stepping in between the two blondes
"Säg inte vad jag ska göra, Oscar!" He glared at him.
"Jag kommer om du sluta agera som ett barn." Oscar glared back.
"Åh inte agera som om du är så mogen och alla!"
"Omar, they're fighting. What should we do?" I nudged him with my elbow.
Looking up from his phone, he glanced at the trio before returning to his phone, "They'll be fine. Just let the big boys handle it."
Huffing, I stood up and walked towards them. "Look guys, just chill out, okay?" I muttered.
Of course, they didn't listen.
"Tyvvah, I think it's better if you step back a little." Lovisa slowly says as she lays a hand on my shoulder.
Glancing at her, she frowned as she stared at the blondes in front of us. I've never seen them fight before, so honestly, this scares me. Specially now that they're practically shouting at each other.
" Om du ska bara sluta vara en show off och erkänna att du gjort ett misstag, skulle detta vara över nu!"
What happened next seriously shocked me. I stared wide eyed as Olly's fist collide with Oscar's jaw, making him tumble back. I ran towards Oscar, crouching beside him as sat up, massaging his jaw. Everyone was dead silent you could honestly hear a pin drop. Tension was thick in the air as all eyes landed on Olly who stared at the ground.
"Olly..." I said lightly, catching his attention as his eyes met mine.
Frowning, he looked at the floor before shaking his head. Sighing heavily, he glanced at me before leaving and exiting the studio. Looking at Omar with pleading eyes, he sighed before nodding. "I'll go after him."
"Well that was quite a show." Lovisa muttered.
"You okay?" I asked, looking down at Oscar who was still holding his jaw.
Nodding, he got up with a sigh, "I'm gonna head back. See you guys at home."
Silence fell over us once again now that it's just the three of us. The other dancers must've left the moment their argument got heated.
"Why did you have to push him like that?" I heard Lovisa mutter to Felix as I stared at the door.
"He was getting on my nerve!" Felix raised his voice, making me turn and glance at them.
"That doesn't mean you have to push him like that!" Lovisa scolded him. "Det betyder inte att du måste skjuta honom sådär! Sluta agera som ett barn, Felix! Du är redan 17, inte 7! Jag tänker inte berätta för dig att be om ursäkt till honom, jag ska låta dig göra det på egen hand. När du verkligen menar det."
I watched as Felix looked down with a deep frown as Lovisa looked at him with the same frown. Sighing, she walked towards me and grabbed my hand before pulling me with her out the door. We walked in silence as we left the studio. I'm glad though, it gave me time to let what happened sink in.
I've never seen them that angry before. Let alone them fighting. They were literally shouting at each other, and Olly. I was seriously worried that he'd do or say something that could hurt the guys badly, but I never imagined that he'd punch Oscar. His best friend.
"They'll be fine." Lovisa suddenly said.
Looking up, she gave me a reassuring smile while giving my back a light pat.
"Does this happen often?" I asked.
"Mmm, not often. But they do fight. Usually, when they're stressed, they often get ticked off pretty easily."
"What about..." I trailed off, looking at the sunset.
"Oh, specially him. He has the shortest temper of the four." She answered. "It takes a while for him to cool off."
"How long?" I looked at her.
"A few hours or so. A day at most."
"And you just let him off like that? To cool off by himself?"
Staring at me, she furrowed her eyebrows before answering, "It's dangerous to be around him when he's pissed off like this. Trust me, Felix tried to calm him down one time. Tried. It didn't turn out well."
"What happened?"
Looking away, she glared at her shoes with a deep frown. Which made me wonder what really happened.
"I think it's best if you don't know." She smiled at me before slowly walking away.
If I don't know? What the fries does that mean?
Catching up to her, I stepped in front of her and looked at her seriously. Crossing my arms across my chest, I huffed as I tapped my foot. A sign that I'm getting impatient.
"I hate it when I don't know about things."
"Tyvvah, it's not something you need to know." She shook her head with a frown.
"But it's something I want to know." I said stubbornly.
"It's definitely something you don't want to hear!" She sighed frustratedly.
"Just tell me!" I raised my voice at her.
She seemed shocked for a moment before frowning again. "Fine, he punched Felix. Hard."
So this wasn't the first time...
I was about to ask her what happened but she stopped me by shaking her head. "Uh-uh. The rest is for you to find out. From him, not me."
"Why can't you just tell me?"
"Because, Tyvvah, it's not us who has a dark secret to his dark side."
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Dumbstruck
Fiksi PenggemarTyvvah Reinigan. A 17 year old who lives her life racing in different continents in the world, playing as their teams striker against various football clubs and dancing alongside the worlds best choreographers. She's living the life she's dreamed of...