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"What's that." He mumbled.
Oh my fucking god. Was he there the whole time?
"I- Uh- I'm... Sorry." I felt my eyes starting to water and I looked down at my arm and tried to hide it as if he only just walked here.
He sat down on his knees beside me. "Show me please."
I handed him my left arm and turned my head away looking at the wall. I tilted my head slightly up as I felt tears running down my cheeks, hoping looking up would help.
"Why?"
I looked at him. "Why- why what..?"
"This." He rubbed his thumb over my disgusting arm. "Why?" He asked again.
"I- Uh. I don't. I don't know." My head fell into my knees and I curled up on the floor mentally breaking down.
"Hey. I'm not mad. Sit up. Come here." He hugged me and picked me up to take me to the couch.
"I don't know, Fee. It was a mistake I'm really sorry. It's not your fault, it's mi-" He shushed me with a kiss on the lips and pulled me tightly into his arms, resting his chin on my head. "It's not your fault Christine."
He used my full first name. Not a nickname like 'Chris' or 'Chrissy' or even 'pom'. Just Christine.
He pulled away for a second to grab his phone and grabbed me with one arm again to pull me in. He was texting Nicky.
"Felix: I can't come up for practice something came up."
He put his phone down and wrapped his other arm around me, moving my hair out of my face. "You can cry Chrissy. Don't hold it in, I'm not mad or disgusted. I'm here for you."
A moment of silence.
Fees phone buzzed. It was Nicky again.
"Nicky: Ffs Felix. You better be here after swimming on Friday."
Shit I completely forgot about swimming. What the fuck do I do? "Is this why you didn't want to swim?" He asked in a weirdly calm tone. "Yeah."
"We don't have to go Chris." Fees voice sounds so calming and I love it. "I- I don't want them to know. What would they think? I feel like I'm just seeking attention." I started to sob and sniffling loudly.
"Chris. Your body isn't paper. Doing this to yourself is not attention seeking." He replied and I could not get my words out. "I-I know. And, and Im sorry."
"Don't be sorry. Do you still do this? And when was the last time you did?" I thought for a few seconds. Do I tell him the truth? Do I lie to his face? "Two days ago." I answered a few seconds later.
Shit. I fucked up.
He leaned back just enough to see my face. Kissed my forehead and pulled me in tight. I was sobbing into his chest and wrapped my self around him.
10 minutes had passed.
"I'm so sorry." I finally managed to get out after sniffling and sobbing for 10 minutes in his arms. "I love you so much and I didn't me-" I was interrupted by Felix shouting my name.
"CHRISTINE WAKE THE FUCK UP."
I was on the floor next to the window in the living room. I was sweating like fuck. Shit. The heatwave must had knocked me out.
"Right, I'm awake. Sorry." I mumbled rubbing me head, it hurt so bad.
"I have been shouting you for the past 15 minutes, what the fuck happened? I was only gone for 20 minutes." He sounded angry, but his face gave the look of 'worried'. My heart began to race faster than a cheetah, why? No clue. "I- Uh. Sorry, I think I just passed out not long after you left. My head hurts like fuck."
"Why are you apologizing? And, yeah, you definitely hit your head. There's a bruise on the side of your head. Seriously though, are you okay?" He moved my hair out of the way with his hand rubbing against my skin, he took a quick look at the bruise.
"Yeah I'm good." I mumbled. "Just, my head hurts a little."
"Do you know what happened? Or do you just not remember?"
I starred for a moment and snapped out of it. "Uh. The heat must've knocked me out I guess."
Felix starred at me for a moment. He finally replied "Oh. Sorry I wasn't here." What?
"What?" I replied confused.
"What.." He also replied confused.
We both started to giggle. He is the most random person I have ever met. After a few hours of chatting and laughing, we fell asleep.