FC: Alex Pettyfer
Speech Color: #7A1010 || Thought Color: #FF6A6A
Status:Ready to spend the day with my girl ;)
Waking up from a dream can be disorienting. Especially when you're not in your own bed. And when you open your eyes to a mess of silky dark brown hair, when your girlfriend is bleached blonde. Felix found himself in this situation, Lexi curled up against him in a little-spoon position, both of them pretty much naked. One of his arms laid under her, which she held against her body and his other draped over her in a protective way. That is, until he woke up from the light pouring into her room. Reaching over to the side table, he carefully picked up his phone. It was around 9:15 Fuck. The stupid festival probably started or would soon at least. He'd promised he'd spend the day there with Sally. Which, wasn't totally out of character for her to ask, considering there'd be a lot of people there. Maybe not many paparazzi, but the freshmen and sophomores liked to take pictures of them together. He wasn't sure if her parents or agent were the ones who pushed her to ask or she actually wanted to. However he wasn't offended by this either, he liked the attention and took it more to heart that she made time to spend a day with him.
Which is why he needed to quickly leave Lexi's, shower, and find Sally. And somehow avoid running into Lexi at the event. Since she'd moved here, Felix had been showing her around a good amount before classes started, and offered to show her around campus when they did. His father thought it would be nice if he'd show his client around, and being that he has a girlfriend his father didn't expect him to sleep with her too, but Felix saw it as overachieving. At least Lexi seemed to be enjoying it. He smirked thinking about the night before, and how he tired himself out enough to fall asleep here. He didn't know Lexi's adoptive parents very well, at all really. He knew she was adopted. And a pop singer. And hot. Which in fact was enough for him.
He slid his arm from under her, not paying much attention if she stirred or not. Rolled out of her bed, glancing in the mirror for a moment to fix his hair and check himself out. Still great. Trying mostly not to wake her, more for the sake of not confronting her than out of courtesy, he scavenged the room for his strewn shirt, jeans, phone, wallet, shoes, and keys. After dressing he debated whether or not to say goodbye to her, but decided against it as he headed for the window. Sliding it open he began to step out, looking for the ledge he usually put his foot on.
"Felix? You're leaving already?" He turned his head, his body half inside the room and the other out the window. Lexi had woken, and perched herself up a bit by her arm. Her brown hair cascaded over her shoulder and her big brown eyes looked at him so innocently. The pink lingerie helped. He felt himself melt a little bit. Slowly he moved back into the room, and over to her bed side.
He cupped her face in his hands, "Sorry, I didn't want to wake you," he said, and kissed her gently. "But I have to go to this thing today, and-"
"Oh the fair! Are you going to take me to that? It's the first day so-"
He let go of her face, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand,"nah, that thing is completely stupid. You know I'm going to show you around when classes start... Don't worry about the fair. Let's do something tonight? Maybe I can take you out to dinner or something? Anywhere you want to go. We can take the convertible too, I know you love it." he smiled charmingly. He didn't like manipulating, but he felt this was the easiest way to handle the situation. He wasn't sure if it would work, but he was good at talking himself in and out of everything so decided if she ended up going he'd figure out a plan later.
"Okay." She smiled back at him.
He wasn't totally sure if that was a yes or a no or just an okay but he took it and ran. "I'll text you tonight, about picking you up, let's say around 8?" Without really waiting for a response as he kissed her again and hopped out of the window. Scaling down the gutter, he hopped into her yard and made a light jog to his car around the corner. Usually he drives a red Ferrari F60 convertible, but he took the Mercedes since the windows are tinted and he's less recognisable.
Before driving home to shower, he texted Sally. "Where should I meet you? :)" Then sped off blasting some other pop artist his dad wanted him to check out.