Soulmates (pewdiecry) (HIATUS)

Ryan Terry

Felix's P.O.V

I sighed and cracked my neck, a bad habit of mine. I looked around at the kids that milled around the school, some of them noticed at me and pointed at me, whispering to their friends.

Oh yeah,

Did I mention my family is kind of rich?

They own a group of upper class businesses and shit...  But I really didn't care about that. My passion lies in video games, always has, always will. That's why I'm going to this school, because its a technical institute.

I walked up the stairs to the front door and walked inside. I looked at my schedule and saw that I had graphic design first with Mr. Stol.

I smiled, the guy's name literally meant Mr. Chair in Swedish.

I jogged to my first hour, not caring if I was extremely early. I didn't have the patience to wait and talk to all the other kids...

I looked around the rather large classroom, rows and rows of computers filling the room. I walked around, observing the high tech computers.

Then a faint sobbing met my ears.

"H-hello?" I called, looking around for the sourse.

No answer.

"H-hello? Is somebody here? If there is please let me know!" I called again, feeling like one if those ghost hunters on t.v.

"I-im s-sorry... I t-thought n-n-nobody would b-be in here a-at this time..." The voice choked out, it came from the left....

I looked to the left and noticed a small figure huddled in the corner of the dark room. "H-hey... Are y-you okay?" I asked approaching the small figure. He shook his head. I frowned and knelt down beside him. "H-hey... Stop crying...  What's wrong?" He looked up slightly but only shook his head.

I still couldn't see his face...

"Hey... Bro, you can tell me anything..." I said softly, trying to calm him down.

He shook his head again.

I frowned and hugged him, not wanting to see the poor kid cry. Sure, you may think that because I came from a rich family I would be cold and heartless, but no. I hate seeing people hurt, it kills me...

"Here, let's go get you cleaned up." I carefully picked him up and carried him out of the dark classroom. He sniffled but didn't refuse.

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I walked into the bathroom and set him down on his feet. Seeing him in the light I could see that he had oak brown hair, pale skin and bright azure eyes. He was kind of cute...

I smiled at him gently and grabbed a small towel, wetting it down and wiping his face with it. "W-why a-are you h-helping m-me?" He stuttered, looking at me with big eyes. I smiled and shruggled.

"I dunno, just felt like it." I said simply, looking at him. He nodded and looked away.
Man... He sure is shy... I thought, observing the brunnete. He wore a baggy green hoodie and black skinny jeans, paired with black high tops.

He said a faint thank you and started to walk away, only making it to the door before I asked him a question."what's your name? I never caught it..." He looked at me.

"My name is Ryan Terry... And I already know your name, Felix Kjellberg..." And with that he left. Just walked away...

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The rest of the day was pretty average, introductions, kids pointing him out, meeting new people... Yadda yadda yadda... But one thing kept my attention, the brunette Ryan Terry... He kept on appearing in certain classes, in the hallway, and at lunch. And he was always stealing glances at me, then again, I was doing the same...

After the last bell I ran out of the classroom laughing with some of my new friends. Ken and Tobey. Ken was a happy person, and reminded me of myself, he had brown hair and a thick beard already growing. Tobey was awkward and a bit quieter, but he was just as fun.

And then I saw him. Ryan...