Packing?

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My stuff arrived at Felix’s house and I left them in their boxes, to limit the amount of packing we had to do for our escape from Brighton, the flight in three days at like 6:30 AM. We will be staying at a cheap hotel in New York until we find a house. I have my stuff packed, and were currently loading it into the moving truck. We sold some of our furniture and donated the money to the Save the Children Foundation. When we were done, I fed the dogs and walked to Felix, .

“You know, it’s our last day in Brighton, maybe we could go out and do something together.”

“Sure, actually, I have an idea. Go put on a bathing suit.”

“Alright.”

Iran into the bedroom and closed the door. I picked a blue bikini and started to undress. The door opened and Felix walked in. I attempted to hide behind the bed, but to no avail.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

“You’re only saying that because I’m naked.”

“No (Y/N) I mean it. Your beautiful, through and through.”

He walked over to me and was about to give me a hug. I was just about to be wrapped in his arms, when I moved away.

“Just let me put my suit on first.” He sighed and cursed under his breath. I put on my bathing suit and hugged him. He leaned his head to my ear.

“This is a close second.”

I chuckled at his remark. I put on a cover up and went to the car. We turned on the radio. That song, our song, started to play. I don’t wanna miss a thing. Felix giggled and reached to change the station.

“No leave it.” I grabbed his hand and intertwined my fingers with his.

“Felix?”

“Yea?”

“Well, you made me sing last time, can you sing for.”

“(Y/N), there’s nothing you could ask that I could refuse.”

He started to singing, not like he did when he sang “what does the fox say,” but like when he sang “Let me be your hero.” When the song ended, he smiled a bit.

“It sucked didn’t it?

“No, not at all. You sounded great, or should I say, amazayn.”

He ignored the comment and continued driving. He took out his phone and pressed the recording button.

“How’s it goin bros? My name is pewdiepie. And I wanted you to know that Marzia and I are over as of last Sunday. It’s too long and too painful of a story to explain. Anyways, last Thursday I met (Y/N). If you watched my Fridays with Pewdiepie video called, ‘Bro saves me.’ He turned from the phone to face me. I smiled as he continued his video. After he finished recording, we arrived at a water park. We went on all of the rides until we finished our day off with the lazy river. We got two single tubes and held hands as we floated down the stream. The music was blasting the song ‘Don’t stop Believing’ by Journey. After three minutes of Felix intentionally bad, the song changed. It was replaced by that song, our song. Felix pulled our tubes closer together as he started to sing softly. I giggled and faced him.

“Felix, I love you. That’s why I was hoping we could take this relationship to the next level.”

“(Y/N) I- you know what? Fuck it, I’m in.”

We got out of the river and grabbed some drinks. I got a Dr. Pepper while Felix got some fancy bar drink I’ve never heard of before. He raised his glass, as I did mine.

“A cheers to us, a love that will never be forgotten.”

“Cheers!” We clanked our drinks together and drank. When we were done, we started to walk towards the car. Felix started to wobble, but he only had one drink, he couldn’t be drunk.

“Felix are you-” He fell, hitting his head on the floor. I screamed and cred, begging for help. When none came, I took out my phone and called for help. Within minutes they arrived and loaded Felix’s limp, unconscious body into the ambulance. When we arrived, I was asked to wait in the waiting room. I refused and followed the doctors. Security came and held me back. I cried as the doors shut, and I was unable to see him.

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