(collab) PewdieCry - The key to my heart.

Chapter eight - Love

Ryan P.O.V

What was I supposed to do with this baby faced bad ass? 

I had to stop him, before he was doing some really stupid things. Not that I cared, but it just wasn't safe for him to go beat up a guy he never saw in real life. Max actually looked really skinny and weak, but I swear, he could kill someone by using just one hand. I didn't knew who taught him all those fight moves, but that person didn't learn me a single thing. I only learned how to walk like a real prince and how to ride a horse. And I hated horses. They didn't like me too, so it was okay. The horses always ran away when I was getting close to them. And if I managed to get on top of one of them, they would just threw me off. The animals could look really pretty, but they really weren't nice to me. 

Anyway, I had to save Felix.

I walked to Felix, really slowly. Just when I was going to grab him by his shoulder, I realized something. He easily got Nathan to the ground, without even using his hands. It was really fast move, even I couldn't follow it. And I always saw the little tricks Max tried to use on me. But I was not fast enough to stop them, but I could prepare my body for it. But Felix.. He was just.. A wizard.

I hated wizards. 

But could I hate him? Probably. I already hated him. 

Suddenly, I felt my body hit something. Oh, I was dozing of. Where did I walk into this time? Oh. I walked into Felix. No, that was not how you said it. Felix turned around and chuckled like a four year old. Yes everyone, this guy was bad ass, when he wanted it, I guess. 

"Can you please not go to fight him? I don't want you to be killed. N-No, forget that. I mean, Max would beat me up even more when you did that. He is a pro at recovering really fast. I don't know what his body is made of. You would only cause me trouble," I said, while stepping back, so I wasn't standing really close to him. 

He chuckled at me, again, while nodding slowly.

"Okay, I don't really want to cause you any trouble, so we can just do the boring interview if you want to," he said.

I nodded at him and grabbed him by his arm, slowly pulling him with me, without hurting him. He was letting me do what I was doing, without saying or doing anything, like he was satisfied with what I did. Or said. I didn't fucking know, he was a miracle for me.

We both sat on our chairs again and he started the radio. Some slow music played. He poured some tea for himself.

"Okay, let's start," he said. 

I started to see that he began every sentence he said with 'okay'. It annoyed me. He had a weird accent, which made him sound a little bit British, mixed with another language I never heard before. Everyone I heard talking a little different from how I talked, was annoying. And I thought that they always spoke British, even though I never really heard someone speak it. 

"So.. I know your name and how you look. And now I know your voice too. It's smooth and low. A girl would describe it as 'sexy.' Okay, first question, what do you think of this country?" 

Again. He said okay, AGAIN. I wanted to hit him, but that wasn't something that would be good. He would cry in a corner OR hit me back. And both would be really embarrassing and painful for me. Wait. Did he called my voice sexy? This was going to be a really long interview. 

It took ten minutes before we got bored and stopped with the interview. He was drawing circles on a empty page and drank some tea. 

"How many information do you need?" I asked him, very irritated.

The heat from the outside was way too much for someone like me, I didn't really had much experience with the heat from the sun. I was sweating, and the fact that I was just wearing normal jeans didn't made it any colder. 

"I don't know. A lot, probably. But I'm too bored and the weather is too nice to do nothing, so... we could just play a game!" he said.

I sighed. I had told him that I couldn't be outside for a long time and that I wanted to go inside, but he ignored that. He was so selfish. And I started to hate him more and more.

The only questions that he asked me in those 10 minutes were really stupid. Almost every single one was about my brothers and my parents. The thing he made was something about me, right? Not about my family. 

"You know I hate games," I muttered, while pouring some more tea into my cup. 

He nodded at me, but didn't seem to realize what I said.

"So, is Hide 'n Seek okay for you?" 

I started to mutter some swearwords, which included 'idiot, moron, motherfucker,' and stuff like that. Not something you would like to hear from someone. I realized that it was hopeless to try to stop him, so I had to distract him.

"Do you have a girlfriend, or anything?" I asked him, while drinking from my cup of tea. 

He started to mutter something, while playing with his cup. 

"Yes.." he said, very unconvincing. 

I frowned my eyebrows. That was the most shaky voice I ever heard. 

"You mean, no?" I asked, still really irritated.

"I have one, but I don't really like her anymore. I like a guy, you see.. And I don't know what he thinks about me," he said, with red cheeks.

I chuckled really softly. Silly him. Having a girlfriend you don't like was not really intelligent. One day she would know what you thought about her and she would probably try to kill you with a chainsaw, when she was sleeping-over at your house. That was what I had read. There also were stories where the ex-girlfriend was happy with the fact that her ex-boyfriend was going to date a guy, what was kind of weird in my opinion. If I was a girl and my boyfriend would have a crush on a guy, I would kill that guy and tell my boyfriend that he died in a traffic accident, I didn't care how rude that would be. I just wanted Felix for myself. Wait. No. If I was Felix' girlfriend, I wanted him for myself. 

"That sucks," I said, with a devilish grin on my lips. 

He sighed. 

"Do you think I have a chance?" he asked me, with a sad smile.

I shrugged my shoulders. How the fuck was I supposed to know if a guy liked him or not? It was not like I knew that guy or something.

"Probably. Do you have a photo?" I asked him. 

I was intrested in him, kind of. I wanted to knew what guys he liked. I thought that he liked the little adorable guys, just like him

"Eh.. Yeah.. I'm not sure if I want to show him to you. You might know him or something," he said, looking at his hands.

"Just do it, I will not laugh. You asked me a lot of questions, so you could just answer one of mine," I said, with a little smile, not a real one. 

"E-eh.. Okay,"he said, while picking his phone out of his pocket. He gave the phone to me.

My eyes looked at the picture at the screen.

Oh hell no.

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A/N HURRAY new chapter. I had a hard time writing today, just no inspiration and my English didn't really work. And I was tired and cold. Anyway, I hope this chapter doesn't suck too hard! So.. What do you think?