Untold truths // Minishaw

20 ~ The Wardrobe

This time, Simon woke up on Harry's room and as he goes to get up silently and try his best to slip out the room, Harry roles over and cuddles into Simon. He throws a hand over Simons chest and buries head on the crook of the others neck. Simon feels the heat rise on his cheeks, he rests his head a little on Harry's before he decides he really needs to get up in case someone walks in a finds them naked in bed together again.

Simons moves and Harry stirs awake and looks at Simon while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. However, instead of Simon being met by a smile like he usually is on mornings like these, Harry grimaces at him. What's that look for? Simon chuckles as Harry rolls his eyes. "I'm even more mad at you now" Harry says nonchalantly as he sits up away from Simon. Simon sits up to look at Harry as he furrows his eyebrows. Wait why more? Simon knows why Harry would be mad in the first place but why more? And Harry looks at him with a light chuckle and huffs "I'm not gonna be able to sit or walk properly all day now" Harry says as he gets up to get dressed. Not my fault... Simon replies with a shrug and Harry gives him a disdained look "it's exactly your fault"

As Simon gets up there's a knock on the door. Both their heads immediately look to the door and then each other. Just a second! Harry yells out before going over to Simon and lightly pushing him towards the other side of the bedroom. Get in the wardrobe! Harry whisper yells at Simon as he pushes him towards said wardrobe. "Oh wow very funny..." Simon whispers as he pulls a sour face at Harry. Seriously just get in. Harry pushes Simon in it and shuts the door before quickly pulling on some joggers and letting out a high pitched come in to whoever it is outside his room.

"Hey just wanted to have a chat..." Ethan says as he slowly closes the door again. He looks at Harry with a solemn expression as he says it. All Harry does is let out an awkward breathy chuckle, about what? He asks as he looks over to the wardrobe, anxiety burning up in his stomach as he looks back at Ethan. Ethan followed his gaze and then looked back at the latter. "What's going on between you and Simon" Ethan finally speaks up and Harry's eyes go wide before immediately going to a relaxed but very nervous laugh. What do you mean, there's nothing going on? Harry says almost unsure of it himself. Ethan furrows his eyebrows with a wholehearted look. "It's okay, Harry, you can talk to me" Ethan repeats as he puts a hand on Harry's shoulder. However, he notices how Harry won't stop looking back and forth between him and the wardrobe. "Why'd you keep looking over there?" Ethan says as he goes to walk towards it but Harry grabs his arm and shakes his head with a hmm? No reason. Ethan pulls away his arm from Harry's grip and goes over to the wardrobe, but Harry trying his best to stop him. "What the hell are hiding in your wardrobe, it can't be that bad- Simon?!"