1 month later:
Felix POV:
'Marzia, did you really have to come to Sweden....alone?'
'Calm down, Felix! Besides, I'm not even alone! And you know who came to pick me up, right?' she asked in a sarcastic tone.
I answer without paying much attention 'who?'
I get a slap from Marzia's purse and a shriek 'YOU!!!'
I force a smile, which becomes a sad smile and when I realize the present situation, it becomes a beaming smile.
I felt very down from what happened in the past few weeks. I had to call off my relationship with Progley, my existing but on and off girlfriend. She had just gotten to the stage where she wanted to love me again, but I was happy that I could finally call the shots on this relationship.
I wanted to text her because I was scared that I might be killed or something, but I heard from my friend that he almost got killed by breaking up with his girl by text. My parents were fully aware of this relationship and I promised to call them if anything went wrong.
I went to my sister's room to say bye. She was really disturbed that I was going to break up with Progley. The door was slightly ajar. Uh oh, I thought. She must be in a really bad mood. I knew this because when we had fights as children, she would be the first to run into her room, but she would never slam it, like I've heard Americans do. Le leaves it politely ajar. She only shuts her door while changing her clothes or when she is preparing for an important test and doesn't want to be disturbed by her pesky lil' brother Felix. Back to the incident... I knocked on the slightly ajar door. 'ja?' she answered inquisitively. I let myself in and I saw Fanny sitting along with our pet Yorkie and petting her generously. I sat next to her and I put my hand on hers. 'What happened, Fanny?' I asked. 'No, nothing really.....but I'm pretty upset that I'll be losing a close friend' I was thinking about what I could say to cheer her up. But nothing came to my mouth. Then it occurred to me that I have 40,000 devoted Bros on YouTube. If I could give her a shoutout....'You know what, Fanny? You might lose one friend today, but just see what will happen tomorrow!' I proudly proclaimed. Leaving her in suspense, I took her hand, kissed it and went away, smiling.
Then it was the time to face the inevitable.
What do I even wear for a breakup? (lol you thought I was going to tell you now)
Formals would make me look like I'm unceremoniously dumping her, casuals means that I don't care for her ( which I do, as a person but not as a boyfriend). I finally chose a light pink button down with dark blue denims. I wore my hair in a way that Progley wouldn't like it, I gave my parents a hug and bid my 'goodbyes' and I set off to Progley's house, three houses away. I took some deep breaths and decided on knocking instead of ringing the bell. Progley opened the door and gave me a charismatic smile. She wore her long blonde hair in a bun; which must mean she had been cooking. 'Come in, Felix!' I gave her a half smile and I plopped on the couch. Progley sat very close to me and in no time, she was advancing towards me like a snake, and was gripping me with her sea blue eyes. I closed my eyes and managed to say these two words. 'Charley nej.' She sprang back from her position, as if surprised. 'Varfor?!' she exclaimed.
Suddenly, anger surged in my body.
'Are you kidding me, Progley?! We haven't even been a regular couple and we have fallouts almost all the time! During the earliest breaks, I used to pine for you; I used to take my phone everywhere, even to Chalmers. But now, I think we hold the highest number of breaks for a couple and I can't take it anymore. '
'In short, I'm breaking up with you.'
Like the drama queen she was, she ran up, arms flailing, loud sobbing and all. Like a fool, I ran up the stairs to calm her 'like a real man'. I saw Progley with her makeup smeared all over her face like the grudge, and the last thing I saw that day, was a Champagne bottle hurling at me.
My parents told me that I was out cold for three days before today.
Marzia POV:
Felix isn't paying attention to what I'm talking about, and doesn't seem himself today. He usually talks about video games, or how he loves accounting, but I really don't know what's wrong with him. I usually walk fast, and so does he, but today he's walking slower than me. His speed decreases and decreases, until he comes to a complete standstill. I look at him, concerned while holding his hand. His pupils dilate and move upwards while he falls on me with all his weight on my shoulder. I expected him to play a prank on me and then get up and laugh while posting it on facebook at the same time,
But he did not stand up.
[ A/N: ......And another cliffhanger! This is possibly the worst apology I could give for not writing for nearly two months lol... but anyway, I hope you liked this chapter! I have a question for you guys.
What do you think happens next? Please leave a comment!!!]
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