There was a nervousness in the pit of his stomach. A feeling that was only ever present when he was around Saige. It was like sickness and excitement all at the same time, overwhelming enough to cause him to pause as he approached her door. He was showing up unnanouced, but that was nothing new. Aside from that Felix felt different than he did when they were together. Months of therapy and time alone did that to a person. After all the fighting the past few months he hadn’t left his house much. More so due to his parents orders, but he was starting to not mind it. When he texted Saige it was a complete accident, he had no intentions of reaching out to her, not yet at least. Not until he felt he had a chance to actually work things out. He may not have shown it with his actions, and that was something he was slowly starting to understand, but he did love her. He swallowed hard as he stood in front of her dorm, holding the small t-shirt in hand. Felix actually didn’t intend on giving it back to her. He liked having it for the memory and he was silently regretting saying anything about it, but at least it was an excuse to see her and that’s what he needed at the moment. He let his fist hit the door, three times, his knock was always the same. Even when they were together and he would pick her up for dates or parties. He could feel himself getting irritated when she didn’t respond right away, reaching up to knock again, stopping himself before he did. Stepping back and taking a deep breath, he ran fingers through his hair and tugged slightly until strands started to fall out, a bad habit he had picked up for when he needed to calm himself down.
