The Fooo Conspiracy

~Felix: You and Felix had been good friends ever since you met him at a party last year, and you had quickly become very close. You were at home studying, when you got a phone call from Felix. When you picked it up he sounded panicked, “You need to come right now! This is an emergency! I need you here, just come as soon as you can okay?” You started to ask questions but he told you he couldn’t tell you over the phone so you hung up as quickly as possible, and made your way to his house, running. Your mind raced as you panicked. If anything happened to him you wouldn’t know what to do. You told yourself to stop being stupid, but a lump formed in your throat as you thought you were going to cry. You’d never heard him sound so panicked before. When you got to his house, everything seem normal, there were no police cars and ambulances like you imagined it in your head. You knocked quickly, banging on the door, trying to catch your breath as Felix opened it, you wrapped your arms around him, relieved he looked okay. “What happened?” You asked, holding hin tightly. He pulled away, studying the worried expression on your face. “I’m completely fine, it’s okay, everything is okay.” He smiled lightly. You frowned, “but-”. He shooked his head, “I’m so stupid I’m sorry, I made you so worried, I just- I- Look, I really like you and I was too scared to just ask you to come over because I wasn’t sure if you’d want to so I made up a plan to say it was an emergency and I know I made you so worried I’m sorry I just…” You let out a sigh of relief after realising he was okay.“I knew it was a bad idea when I heard how panicked you were on the phone,” he told you. You shook your head, hugging him again. “I hate you. You almost made me cry.” You told him. “I know.” He said frowning, “but I really wanted you to come…” He trailed off, taking your hand and pulling you to the table set up. You looked at the table, he had set candles up and there were pretty flowers and it all looked so cute. You looked at him, as he was watching you to see your reaction. “I can’t cook, so I just ordered pizza?” You laughed lightly. “Can this be our first date?” He whispered, pulling you in close, and there was no way you could say no when you’d liked him since the first time you met him. “Of course.” You answered, making him smile shyly, before asking, “the first of many?” You giggled to yourself. “As long as you don’t give me a heart attack everytime you organise a date then sure.” He grins widely now. “I promise.”

~Oscar: You and Oscar had been dating for a while but between his busy schedule and your non-stop studying, neither of you had had the time to organise a proper date. It didn’t really bother you too much, as you understood that finding time was difficult, and whether you went out on dates or not, you knew he loved you a lot and you loved him just as much. So when he had brought out a blindfold halfway through the movie night and covered your eyes, you were completely confused. He laughed as you jumped at his sudden movement and protested, asking him what the hell he was doing. “Stop moving!” He whined, as you started panicking. “Oscar I swear to god, you can’t just pounce on people like this, I wasn’t ready, you gave me a heart attack, are you kidnapping your own girlfriend? If I trip and die then-” “Shhhh…" He cut you off, as you felt his breath on your neck, and his hands placed gently on your shoulders. “Just trust me.” He told you, as you rolled your eyes even though you knew he couldn’t see. “And stop rolling your eyes, your boyfriend knows you well.” You giggled to yourself, he knew you well indeed. “Right I’m going to guide you slowly and you’re just going to have to trust me okay?” You laughed but nodded, still confused at what was going on. He helped you up and led you out of the room and outside, as you felt the breeze on your skin. “Where are you taking me?” You asked for the millionth time, which he ignored once again. “You’re going to love this,“ he told you, and hearing his excitement made you giggle again. He led you down a few steps and soon enough he told you to stop. "Are you ready?” He asked, his voice filled with excitement. “I think so…" You replied, as he gently removed the blindfold from your eyes. As your eyes adjusted to the light, you saw a picnic blanket laid neatly on the grass, with all your favourite foods in a basket and flower petals surrounding the blanket. There were candles among the grass and you gasped at how beautiful it all was. You looked to your side and saw Oscar with a huge grin on his face, obviously pleased with his work and watching you carefully for your reaction. You laughed and wrapped your arms around him tightly, thanking him for being the absolute cutest boyfriend ever, and placing a kiss on his lips because he deserved it.

~Omar: You were around his house one night, just watching the tv and talking like you did most nights, when he had asked you to follow him to the roof. You laughed, not surprised with his sudden request, as you’d been best friends since you were young children and you were used to his spontaneous ways. He stood up and gestured for you to follow with a grin on his face as you sighed, shaking your head, but obeying nonetheless. "Why the roof Omar?” You asked laughing, “I was comfy sat here.” He ignored your comment and grabbed your hand, “Come on!” He told you, pulling you along lightly. You made your way up the steps and onto the flat roof he had, where you both used to hang out all the time when you were younger. When you got there, you saw a tent, and all memories of your childhood with him came flooding back. You looked at him, a smirk plastered on his face. “Just like the old times hm?” He asked and you nodded, too shocked for a moment to speak. “What is this Omar?” You asked, gesturing in front of you, as you were slightly confused as to why he had done this. He shrugged before answering. “Our first date?” Your eyes widened, as your heart began to beat a little faster. You swallowed, “But we’re not even dating?” “But we could be?” he shrugged again, “I mean, do you want to be my girlfriend?” You laughed lightly, at his sudden awkwardness. You’d never seen this nervous side of him before. “I mean, you don’t have to be, I was just-” “I would love to be,” you cut him off, hearing his sigh of relief. "Thank god!” “It took you long enough to ask! I’ve been waiting for so many years for this!” You teased him as he laughed, “I’m sorry.” You giggled, “don’t be, this is perfect.” He laughed, before pulling you into the tent where you laid and watched the stars together for the rest of the night, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

~Felix: Felix had invited you around his house for the day, and you turned up at his front door with popcorn and a DVD, like you always did, expecting to have a movie night. You let yourself into the house after finding the door unlocked, and the first thing you saw was Olly stood in the living room, clutching flowers as if they were a lifeline. “I’m sorry,” you started, as you closed the door behind you and turned back to see a bright blush on his face, “Am i interrupting something?” He shook his head quickly, before taking a deep breath and holding the flowers out to you, “I was wondering if you would, maybe, want to go on a date with me?” Putting the popcorn down, you took the flowers from him (they were your favourite kind) and glanced up at him warily, “Right now?” “If you wanted, we could, er…” He scratched the back of his head and you felt your face begin to heat up when you took note of how cute he actually was, “We could go catch a movie, I think there’s one starting soon.” “I’m not really dressed for a date.” You pointed out, gesturing to the baggy sweat clothes you’d thrown on before coming over. “You look fine, perfect actually.” He told you, a shy smile on his face and for a moment you forgot how to breathe, as he held out his hand which you took without hesistation, causing a grin to appear on his face. You felt him relax slightly as you both walked out the front door hand in hand, and as you left you saw Felix poke his head around the kitchen door, giving you both the thumbs up, with a huge grin on his face.

~Oscar: You and your best friend Oscar were out shopping together, as you had both decided you were in need of new clothes. Felix was also with the two of you but you didn’t question it, as he was good friends with Oscar and sometimes the other boys would join you both when you went out. You’d had a crush on Felix ever since you met him and Oscar knew that, as he kept grinning and lifting his eyebrows at you whenever you laughed at Felix or asked him something. You simply rolled your eyes at him, hitting him lightly on the arm as a warning to stop. After about 10 minutes of shopping, Oscar offered to buy you both coffee, so he left you both sat at the table as he went off to the queue. At first you panicked because you’d thought it would be so awkward with just the two of you, but Felix was a natural at conversation and the both of you spoke about everything and he made you laugh until your stomach hurt. After about 15 minutes, you glanced over at the queue, looking for Oscar and couldn’t see him. “Where did he go?” You asked Felix, who shrugged. “I forgot why we were actually sat here to be honest,” he laughed, making you laugh too. You called Oscar, who picked up straight away. “What happened to you?” You asked, and as he replied you heard the smirk in his voice. “I got lost and somehow ended back home. What a shame! I guess it’s just you and Felix now, have fun!” Before you could answer, he put the phone down as you swore under you breath. Felix frowned, confused. You shrugged, “He said he went home, I’m sorry. If you want to go I completely understan-” He laughed, cutting you off. “Why would I go home? I think it’s better now that it’s just me and you.” He winked at you, making your heart beat twice as quickly. As you continued talking, a waiter brought two coffees over, proving that your best friend was indeed the best matchmaker.

~Omar: As you approached Omar’s house, you saw a familiar blonde boy with his back to you, knocking on the door. You took a deep breath and wondered why Oscar was there when Omar had told you to meet him to help with his studying. You brushed it aside, running your fingers through your hair, trying to make yourself presentable before you faced Oscar. You’d liked Oscar for a while and although you never saw him as much as you saw Omar, everytime you did meet it felt as if you both just clicked and in no time you were both crying with laughter. As you got to the house, Oscar turned round, obviously hearing footsteps. He smiled instantly as he saw you and pulled you into a hug. “So you’re coming to watch us rehearse?” He asked, making you frowned. “What?” You asked him, a confused smile. “Well Omar texted me this morning saying we were all going to rehearse and to meet here, but I’ve been stood here for 5 minutes and he hasn’t come to the door.” He laughed, “Why do you look so confused?” You pulled your phone out, showing him the text you’d received from Omar that morning saying he needed urgent help with studying and to meet at his house. Oscar frowned. “What’s he doing?” He knocked on the door a few more times as you phoned Omar. But he ignored the both of you. A few minutes later, a slip of paper was pushed through the letterbox. Oscar sighed and shook his head, and after reading it, passed you the paper. In scrawled handwriting Omar had written, “there’s no studying or rehearsing today, just a date for both of you because we’re all sick of seeing you both constantly flirting and not doing anything about it so we’re doing it for you, go get ice cream or something”. You laughed to yourself and looked at Oscar who was watching you intently. “Well…” He spoke, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. “We’re both here, so we may aswell huh?” You laughed, nodding. “Ice cream?” You asked. He nodded, a grin on his face. “Ice cream.” As you both made your way out of Omar’s street, you received a text from Omar, “I told you he liked you too.” You rolled your eyes, but smiled nonetheless, as Oscar showed you his phone, a grin on his face as it read. “I told you she liked you too”.