Save the Hero [BoyXBoy]

Part Three

It was fate.

I believe us meeting at the cafe was predestined by God himself. I've always wanted someone to talk to about YouTube videos and games but most importantly, I wanted a friend. Felix was a friend now. Ever since our meeting at the cafe, my phone was always in my grasp. My fingers rapidly moved across the screen, tapping buttons; my eyes scanned the pages of messages; I got happy whenever I got a text... It never stopped. It was a living dream, to be honest. I never imagined greater happiness in life before. Was this real? Was this how friends were? Felix and I talked about past relationships, our life before YouTube, what we ate for breakfast, lunch and dinner, the things we liked the most... The thing I liked the most was our new-found friendship but I could never tell him that. We'd text for hours on end, sometimes for only a few minutes. The conversation never got old. Felix was a joyful person. He was almost like a child, ready to pounce with new things to chat about and always looking on the bright side of things. My mind was too slow for him though. There were times were we'd talk and I'd never know what to do so I'd just stop texting until Felix brought up another subject to laugh at. No, it's not like I didn't like that. Maybe it was my subconscious telling my body to feel that way so that I could talk about more stuff with Felix. I didn't mind. I enjoyed every second of it. That is, when Felix suddenly left me.

It was a chilly Tuesday, four in the afternoon, and I had just finished recording yet another video. Another accomplishment met. I set the video up to YouTube to upload. I left my computer on and watched the video's progress. It was slow, time-wasting. Then I smiled to myself. I could always text Felix. My hands dug inside my hoodie's pocket and out came my phone. I unlocked it and clicked on Felix's name. I pondered for a second on what I should write as a greeting. Actually, it didn't matter what I wrote; Felix would entertain me anyway. I smiled.

YOU: Hey Felix! What're you doing?

Now all I had to do was wait for his answer. All the possibilities... Would Felix talk about his childhood? His future? I had no idea; Felix was so unpredictable. Five minutes passed. My smile faded. He usually didn't take this long to answer. I felt my heart thump behind my rib cage. What if something bad happened? Does he hate me? No, I was panicking too much. It's too early to panic. Time just felt so slow now. It had only been... I stared at my small desk clock. Did I say five minutes before? Sorry, I meant it had been five hours. I peered out the window to stare back at a harrowing darkness starting to creep in from my window. A light wind blew in from the open window. I stood to shut it. I sighed heavily. Friends were so hard to get and understand. I wondered what I did wrong. Felix and I visited each other, even if it wasn't really a proper sit-and-chat-for-hours visit. I thought we were the best of friends. I don't know why I felt this way. Maybe Felix was sick? Maybe he was just not in the mood to talk? Perhaps he just hated my guts. I could probably see why he'd hate me though. I often thought of the worst scenarios. I plummeted onto my bed. My head hurt.

My heart hurt.