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Anxiety Rushing Through Your Veins

FELIX P.O.V.!! This is the Point Of View from Felix, because I thought it would be nice and I think you will enjoy!

He jumped on your back, grabbing you tightly so he wouldn't fall of. You could feel his body shaking, his heart bounding, his hands shivering like crazy. You could feel his veins pumping, his joy melting away; you could feel your friend getting lost.

He laid his head against your shoulder, his breath immediately softens. His heart stopped rushing blood to the veins and his body lay limp on your back. You could feel a bit of peace flowing in his body, but you knew it wouldn't be for long.

You run away, to wherever Y/N is, hoping you can be there in time. And as you rush faster than you ever had, you hold your little Irishman close, afraid to lose him too. Marzia follows you, her shoes clicking on the tiles of the hospital. She doesn't stop for a single second, and you smile proudly her way.

White doors flash by, white walls cover your sight, and doctors stare at you running through corridors to find that one special person. You see their eyes widen, once you have passed them with ease.

You can feel the head of your buddy shaking up and down as you run, but it seems that Jack doesn't seem to care. You try to find a way for Jack to be more comfortable, and as you throw him a bit in the air to get a better hold of him, he seems to not even notice it.

'You okay op there?' you questions the green head, to only get a faded nod in return. His skin slides down your shoulder, as his head tells you yes. You feel how his tired arms hang loosely around your neck, and therefore a sudden fear takes hold of you.

Marzia keeps an eye on the Irishman as she runs, to wherever Jack points to or whatever he whispers in your ear. The huge trust of him being honest about it, is all keeping you standing. The thought that you could save someone from death and destruction, is what makes you continue running.

Tears hit your shirt as Jack seems to be crying on your shoulder, the little drops of water telling you that this is where it all happened, this is where that little man's world shattered.

One wall is covered in red striped, blood painted over the white tiles. The so perfectly decorated room is filled with complete terror, and in between that warzone, lays a lady in her own blood, not moving, not talking, and not giving any sign that she could be still alive.

'Helvete!' you scream, using your Swedish to curse. It is something you always do, as it makes you feel more comfortable in your own skin, because it shows that being different doesn't mean being bad, or not good enough.

'O god,' Marzia whispers, her hands covering her mouth. She stares at the woman in the hallway, afraid to move or say anything. Jack tries to look over your shoulder but you turn him away, not wanting him to see his girlfriend like this.

He jumps off your back, not caring what you want him to see or what you don't want him to see. He stares with his crystal eyes at the one he loves most, hands shaking, legs shivering, kneels buckling.

'We need to help her!' he screams, already wanting to run towards Y/N, but you hold him back, as you don't want him to get infected. His body is weak, not strong enough to fight against you, though his soul is bushing harder and harder, hoping to be let go.

'But she could infect us!' Marzia says, turning towards you with her big eyes. She stares at you, not wanting you to go anywhere near the girl. And on that moment, you have to make a choice.

You are going to help her, thereby Jack and Marzia will all be safe. You don't want them to end up like Mark, or anything worse. You don't want them to feel the blood pounding in their veins, the fear taking over their body, the thought of death playing with their mind. All you want for them is to be fine.

'I don't care,' Jack says with an ice cold voice, telling his opinion without caring about what others might think. His blue eyes burn like a fire and his hands have turned into fists, using his last energy to show his anger to the once that have already seen his emotions.

'But I do! Stay there, Imma go get her,' you respond to his sudden very small outburst. He stares at you in disbelieve, when you finally make your decision come true. You take a step further into the hallway, looking at the love of your life.

'Felix! What if she-' Marzia tries persuading you to come back to her, to cross the line that separates this hellhole to the unharmed beginning of the hallway. Yet you are not coming back, because Y/n needs help, and you are willing to give it to her.

'It better be me than Sean,' you protest, taking another few steps towards the bloody walls. Jack stares at you, randomly taking a step into the terror you wanted to protect him from, and while the fear clenches his heart, he takes another step your way.

'Are you stupid?! I. Will. Get. Her. Stay where you are or I'll get mad, and you don't want to see me angry,' you respond, hoping that Jack will come to sense and step aside so you can handle this.

But it is his girlfriend after all, it is the love of his live dying in front of him, and you are asking him to do nothing and just watch you put your life at risk? Therefore he isn't completely awoken from your raging words, taking another tiny step you way.

'But-' he complains, his face getting whiter with every second he breathes. His eyes are questioning if it is right what he is doing, yet the fear is telling him to go further, pushing him of the edge of safety you have so gently provided him with.

You glare at him in anger, knowing your angry look can make someone afraid. Your mind control seems to work on your friend, as he backs off towards Marzia, understanding that this isn't a place for him to be.

Marzia takes his hand quickly, holding him by her side as she is afraid to let him go lose, afraid that he will make a wrong choice that isn't able to be fixed. You walk further towards Y/N, turning your back at your friend and love, not wanting to see their eyes as you enter the death zone.

Once you are finally close enough to the beautiful woman, you try to wake her up form however deep her slumber might be. 'Y/N?' you ask towards the limp body, praying to all the gods you know that she will give a responds.

'Wake up!' you say louder, as calmness isn't your greatest quality. Sometimes it helps you better than the soft way of doing things that other people seem to have planted in their DNA.

'Come on Y/N!' you raise your voice again, not turning back to see Jack's scared face op Marzia's disapproving glare, you only focus on the real problem here. And as you so obliviously walk closer towards her, you hear a faded scream from the beginning of the hallway.

'Watch out!' Marzia warns you, as you have almost stepped in the blood that poor girl has lost. You quickly make your way past it, still not letting one concerned glare of your lover in; afraid she will see the anxiety rushing through your veins.

You don't thank Marzia for warning you, knowing that your voice will shake and you will stumble over your own words. Another person to worry for is not exactly what they both want, though they would tell you that they wouldn't mind.

'Is she dead?' Jack asks you, his voice shaking and his tone soft as a whisper. Marzia's voice follows, telling her friend he isn't allowed to think that way. And as she responds with a emotional and calming: 'Don't say that,' you can feel her urge to say the same.

You kneel down next to Y/N, checking her pulse for any sign of life, noticing a faded heartbeat buried underneath skin and veins. Your face softens, the odds have been in your favour, yet you doubt there will be a second time.

'Get the doctors here; find that redhead or anyone able to help!' you scream; now finally looking at your best friend and the one person you will always love. They are so startled for a second they forget to seek for help, yet you can't blame them really.

'Now go!' you say, your voice echoing through the hallways. They both start to warm up for the long and existing run in their future and they take off, yelling and screaming for the ginger that helped you earlier, knowing he is the one that could help her better than any other.

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Hey cornflakes! Sorry that I have been gone for so long it is just school and stuff. I hope you enjoyed this slightly different chapter and there is a possibility that the next chapter is also going to be in Felix his P.O.V.
I love you cornflakes and

Stay BOSS!!!