summary - harry and simon are on the same team during sidemen sunday
It was late December. Outside, it was almost cold enough to snow but instead, a thin layer of frost had coated everything making the world appear as if it was sparkling. Fortunately for me and everyone else, todays shoot would be taking place inside as we were filming the last video of the year; the ultimate sidemen showdown. 7 different rounds, all completely different to determine the most talented member of the sidemen. I had been looking forward to filming this video for a long time actually. I knew at least one of the rounds involved basketball and as the tallest I was hoping I would win this round.
I arrived on set at 10:47am to be greeted by a very eager Vik. Since he was hosting the video he already knew all of the rounds and didn't hesitate to let me know about how long it took to organise everything. I noticed the cheeky grin on his face and how he excited he seemed, but didn't say anything.
17 minutes later at 11:04am Harry walked through the door and I felt my heart rate increase suddenly. He looked so pretty, hair ruffled from the strong wind and cheeks flushed pink from the cold. His eyes looked bluer than they were last week and his smile seemed to be even more contagious. I realised awkwardly that I had been staring as Harry walked past to take off his coat and immediately start joking with Ethan about some video they had both watched. As much as I tried to pretend I didn't care, I was jealous of anyone that got to make Harry laugh. I wanted so badly to be the one that made Harry the happiest; it physically hurt me to have to constantly act as if just the thought of Harry didn't make my heart explode. But alas it was easier to just ignore the thoughts rushing through my head whenever Harry was in the same room as me.
Finally, after a painfully long time of me having to pretend I wasn't listening to the conversation Ethan and Harry were having, Vik appeared and summoned us all into another room.
"Good morning boys," He said as he glanced around the room. "Do have any idea about what you are about to do?"
"Answering questions...?" Ethan said and immediately burst into rather obnoxious laughter.
"Nearly," Vik responded. "Josh?"
"Well I thought we were answering questions as well but I can see 2 swords over there," Josh chuckled.
"Don't look at the props!" Vik yelled. "We need to get you paired up anyway."
"I don't want to be with JJ," Ethan said as he walked over to Harry. I felt a slight pang of disappointment as Harry laughed along with Ethan.
"Well Ethan I'm glad to inform you that you have indeed been paired up with JJ!" Vik began laughing uncontrollably.
"Nah", JJ replied. "For fucks sake!"
"Theres no point complaining JJ, I'm not changing anything." Vik said. He turned to point at Josh and then Tobi and they high fived happily.
"Well that just leaves Harry and Simon," Vik declared.
"Alright Minter," Harry smiled "I reckon we've got this in the bag you know."
"I don't know Harry," I responded before signally towards the swords in the corner. "You got any experience with using a sword?"
"Yes actually," he smirked before turning around and strolling off to inspect the other various props leaving me blushing and more in love than ever.
After 6 rounds, which included an accent challenge, sidemen trivia, an arm wrestle, a sword fight, a basketball showdown and a music quiz, all teams incredibly were tied at 2 wins each. This meant that round 7 was the deciding round and all of us were very tense.
"Ok," Vik smirked, "This is the last round and it is definitely the toughest. Each team will select one person to participate and the other cannot aid them in any way."
"What about supportive cheering?" Tobi asked.
"That can be permitted I suppose, Tobi," Vik answered. "But other than that it will be down to one person. All of the pressure on just you."
"Oh no," Harry laughed and I looked to my side to see him buzzing with anticipation. I put my arm round his shoulders and he looked up at me gratefully. It felt surprisingly intimate as I could feel his body radiating warmth and smell his cologne. All I could think of as I gazed down at him was how desperately I wanted to bring our lips together and run my hands through his hair. How incredibly beautiful he would look underneath me.
Before I knew it my mind had strayed too far. I had to think of my grandma, JJ, anything to distract myself from the images in my head.
"The last round will be push up competition," Vik finally revealed.
"WHAT?" Yelled Ethan. "That is so dead Vik."
"Scared you're gonna lose Ethan?" I asked slyly.
Harry titled his head to look up at me and laughed as if I'd said something much funnier.
"You have 30 seconds now to decide who in each team will compete." Vik announced.
"Well- " I began.
"I love you Minter," Harry said rather solemnly. "But I think you may be the weakest member of the sidemen if I'm completely honest. So, I am willing to do this round because I think I stand a better chance. I actually think I could win."
"Alright," I said, "But I promise I will cheer supportively."
"Why thank you!" He chuckled.
"Ok! Time is up contestants." Vik proclaimed. "Will each participating man come into the middle please."
Josh, Ethan and Harry stepped forward.
"Josh?" JJ yelled and erupted into laughter. "Why not Tobi? Are you sure you won't slip a disc?"
"Tobi is injured JJ, and I suggest you shut up." Josh responded.
Me and Ethan made eye contact and started to laugh.
"I will subtract points!" Vik exclaimed.
"Come on Harry!" I yelled rather loudly. "You can't lose against an elderly man or a formerly obese man!"
I heard Harry splutter and struggle to remain composed. I felt overwhelmingly proud of myself for making Harry laugh so hard.
"Keep going guys!" Vik yelled.
Josh collapsed 4 seconds later and Ethan gave up fairly quickly after. Harry collapsed onto the floor and I ran over to him pulling him up into a hug. I could feel his heart thudding in his chest as I almost crushed him affectionately.
"Bloody hell Simon, let the man breathe," JJ laughed.
I relaxed my grip on him and pulled away. He was too out of breath to thank me so he simply gave me a fist bump and a tired grin. I couldn't help but stare at him; his forehead gleaming with sweat, hair messed up again, chest rising and falling rapidly. I couldn't help but wonder if he would look similar if we-
"Congrats guys!" Vik handed us a rather realistic looking trophy although we could feel it was made out of plastic.
"Budget didn't stretch that far," I grinned and let Harry handle it proudly.
"I love it personally Minter. We won it together," Harry smiled looking at me earnestly. Our eyes met and his were sparkling with pride.
"I'm proud of you Harry." I said pulling him into another hug.
"It was a joint effort," Harry insisted as he smiled at me once more.
ok this one was mostly platonic but I just wanted to write a situation where they were partnered up in a video because I want that to happen soon :(
