15- Let Me

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Felix's POV

We are driving to Abizza's right now. I look beside me and Felicity is drinking water and sweating at the same time. She must be tired.

"Hey, we could stop at your house if you wanna get fresh or something" I tell her.

"Really? You don't mind waiting again? I've made you wait so much already" she laughs and leans her head back on the seat.

"No, precious. I don't mind waiting" I say.

"I've told you to not call me that" she says and rolls her eyes.

"And you would've noticed that I didn't listen" I look at her and say.

She looks at me in a very observative manner and then asks "Are you always such a jerk? Or do you just show off when I'm around?"

I start laughing after hearing this. 

"I don't need to show off anything precious" I say as we approach her house.

"Okay so not be rude but can you just wait here? I don't take much time to get ready" she asks me nervously.

"Yeah I can. Why won't you let me come inside though? Think your parents will show me your childhood pictures and embarass you in front of me?" I smirk and ask.

She doesn't laugh though. She's looking at me very seriously right now.

"I mean it, Felix. Whatever happens, just wait here. Don't come inside" she tells me. And trust me, she is not joking about this. 

"Alright, alright. Just be quick" I say when I see that she's really freaking out about this. She nods her head and leaves. 

That was odd. Francis and her freaked out the other day too when one of the girls asked them if they can come to their house.

***

We are finally in Abizza's right now. She really was back in ten minutes and yet is looking extremely good. We've already ordered our burgers and milkshakes.

"So, why didn't Summer come?" I ask her stifling a laugh.

"She said that her mom wanted to take her shopping" she said drinking her water and then she adds "she invited me too but I had already promised you so"

"She invited you with her?" I ask surprised. That girl promised me.

"Yeah, what's so surprising about that?" she asks me furrowing her eyebrows. A waiter brings us our chicken and cheeseburgers and milkshakes.

"Not surprised. Just asking" I explain while adjusting my plate in front of me.

"Since when do you dance?" I ask her out of curiosity.

"I've been dancing for as long as I remember my life. I mean, I didn't start dancing professionally until three years ago but I've always practiced" she says sipping onto her milkshake. 

"What about you? Any special talents?" she asks me.

"Well, you already know that I play soccer. I used to play drums and I can fit ten marshmallows in my mouth" I say and laugh. 

"Wow" she says sarcastically and laughs on the marshmallow part and then when it dawns on her she continues "wait a minute, you used to play drums?"

"Yeah" I say and sip on my drink. Please don't take this conversation any further Felicity.

"Why don't you play anymore then?" she asks unraveling the one topic I was hoping to avoid today. 

"I, um- I used to play with my best friend" I tell her my mood suddenly deteriorating. Her expressions change and before she can reach to a conclusion I add "He's- he's alive. Most probably"

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