Chapter 7 - His phone

                                    

                                          
I watched him go in his car on the way back to his own house about 15 minutes away. That weekend had been (almost) completely blissful. Now I was alone again. What's new?
                          
A lot happened that weekend. I came out to Felix. Cried like a fucking baby in front of him. I never cry in front of my friends, or anyone. It's the one thing I try really hard to not do. We fell asleep in the same bed. We cuddled. A lot happened. But now it was over and back to the same routine: make two videos and sleep.
                          
When we both woke up cuddling each other, Felix didn't seem to alarmed or shocked at all. In fact, he seemed perfectly fine with it. Or maybe that was me getting my hopes up. Maybe that was just wishful thinking.
                          
Now that I had come out to Felix, I had a little bit more confidence. I felt less scared about telling other people about it. But I wasn't going to tell people straight away. I was still going to give it a month or two before I told anybody else.
                          
I knew the next person to tell would be Mark. I trusted him a lot and I still do. I just trust Felix a little bit more. There was just one thing I was worried about with Mark: I was scared he would accidentally give it away.
                          
I was worried he'd do something or say something in front of people who had no clue to suggest I was bisexual. He wouldn't do it maliciously, of course not. But that's just something that he does. He'd done it to me and his other friends several times in the past. When I dated a girl called Alex, I only told Mark about it because I didn't want anybody else knowing. He didn't exactly tell anybody. But about a week later when I went to a party I brought Alex with me and all night Mark kept making suggestive comments about it. Everybody else caught on and kept asking if we were dating. Alex got flustered and left the party. I never talked to her again.
                          
I didn't want the same thing to happen if I told him about me being bi. The whole thing with Alex was two years prior, so he probably would have changed.
                          
I sat on my sofa and sighed. I grabbed my remote and switched on the TV to watch a few episodes of the new season of Santa Clarita Diet before recording some videos.
                          
Time Skip 2 hours later
                          
Ok, maybe I watched the rest of the season. 
                          
I looked at the time. 16:37. I stood up and made my way upstairs to record two videos for the channel. I was about to enter my studio when I heard the sound of a phone going off. At first I thought it was mine but the sound was coming from my bedroom and I had my phone in my pocket. I entered my room to see a phone on my bed vibrating with the contact name 'Mark' on it.
                          
It was Felix's phone. 
                          
I rolled my eyes. Of course he left something behind. I picked up the phone.
                          
"Hello?" I called out.
                          
"Hey...hey Jack is that you?" 
                          
"I like how you could distinguish our voices. I can't do that."
                          
"Well I mean you're Irish and Felix is Swedish. There's a huge difference there. Anyway, where is that meatball?" 
                          
"At home. He left his phone at my place."
                          
"Of course he did. Have you messaged him on Skype or some shit like that?"
                          
"Nah, I'll just take it round to him."
                          
"Oh, ok. Seriously you two can't get enough of each other."
                          
I dunno about the two. The one, however...you're right about that.
                          
"Ha ha very funny. Anyway call back in about half an hour. He should definitely have his phone back by then."
                          
"Okie dokie, thanks Jack."
                          
"No problem Mark."
                          
"Bye."
                          
"Bye."