It's 2:15 in the morning and I'm still thinking of you.
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Ever since they had met in that very elevator, Felix was all Shia could think about.
The way his golden hair tousled around and how is smile had meant more than just the recognition of a song.
And what was funny? How everyday after Shia finished her day job and ran to catch the elevator, he would be there.
No question. No doubt.
She didn't know why he was there and what he was doing but everyday he would wait for her or open the door of the elevator for her.
Everyday he would press the Lobby button for her and she would just smile to herself hiding how she felt. Because that's what she did.
She hid her emotions too scared to be judged. But Felix didn't judge her. He never had.
They talked about music and Felix would tell her that some of the bands she listened to were crap and she would helplessly laugh because she had never met anyone so open and honest. Never anyone who would tell the truth to her face.
And so just like that, the feelings they both shared grew and grew until they were way out of proportion.
They fell for each other, but they were both there to catch each other again.
They both knew, that once you fall in love; you can't fall out of it.
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