Don't Hurt Him [Felix Kjellberg/PewDiePie Fanfic] COMPLETED

Chapter One: Rejection

October 24th, 2011

(I don't know Swedish very well, so please just pretend they're speaking Swedish, even though I write in English, okay? ^_^")

"Duude, I totally kicked ass!" Felix was boasting about how well he played Call of Duty with me.

"Of course you did." I said in a sarcastic tone and gave him a pat on the head.

"Heyy, I know I'm not the best, but I deserve some appreaciation, since I'm your BF, am I right?" Felix said, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Wait, do you mean the BF like best friend or do you mean it like boyfriend?" I said. Obviously, he meant the first one.

"Maybe the second one." Felix mumbled quietly.

"What did you say? I didn't quite understand you." I said, raising an eyebrow.

Felix brought his lips next to my ear. "Maybe I mean it like boyfriend." He whispered in a seductive tone.

"Felix, you're just... So funny." I laughed at what I thought was sarcasm.

Felix put on a serious face. "No, I'm serious." He said.

"Sirius Kjellberg? I thought you were Felix Kjellberg... Strange..." I kept laughing.

"Alex, I'm serious." Felix said with a seriously sounding voice.

I was starting to believe him by now. To be honest, it kind of scared me, so I tried to poke around a little more.

"Felix, you're drunk. Go to bed." I said.

"I'm not drunk, okay? I just had one beer." Felix said.

I didn't know what to say, I was extremely shocked and felt like running away. I didn't know if I felt about him that way...

Felix gently pressed his lips against mine and gave me a passionate kiss. His eyes seemed absolutely normal and he didn't look like he was drunk.

Man, I was so scared. No, not that he would hurt me, but simply shocked. Yes, shocked, that's the correct word. And out of shock, I quickly jumped away from him.

"F-Felix... I-I'm sorry but... I-I don't like you that way." I stuttered out random words that just came to my mind as the best apology and ran out of his apartment.

~*~ Felix's POV ~*~

Drunk? No, I could swear to God that I wasn't drunk. I felt this way about her for four years already. I just couldn't bring myself to tell her about it. This seemed like the right moment.

When I pressed my lips against hers, it felt like I was in heaven. I felt so warm, strong and relaxed during the kiss, it felt as if I was reborn.

Suddenly, I fell from cloud nine to hell. The heartbreaking words she said dropped my feelings to the freezing point and below. I thought she loved me. Now my whole world was destroyed. It felt like I just died.

Tears began to well up in my eyes and I sat down on my bed, holding my knees to my face. My jeans were soon soaked in hot liquid. That night, I couldn't fall asleep. I was thinking about her and only her.

Alex, why did you do this to me? Why?

I mentally questioned her all the night, drowning in my sorrow.

A/N: This is my first story, so the first few chapters will be short.

Please, don't kill me.