Always You || Simon Minter (miniminter)

Chapter 39

After a few drinks, the boys and I set off to finish Tobi's scavenger hunt. Next up: find a cliff and jump off. Last one has to do it... naked.
As we walk along the beachfront, JJ and Harry march ahead while Simon and I stroll behind, hand in hand.

"So... last person has to do it naked?" Simon glances at me with that smug little smirk.

"Yes, Simon. And I bet you'll make it," I poke my tongue out at him, and he laughs.

"Or you," he winks, eyes darkening in that way that makes my insides do cartwheels. Not the fun kind.

"It's Millie — she wouldn't. Are you joking, mate?" JJ calls back, laughing. I stick my tongue out at him and make a fart noise.

"Listen, Tobi said the boy," I point at the three of them.

"Well," Harry smirks, "as far as we're aware, you're classed as one of the boys now, Millie."

We continue down the beach, until JJ lets out a noise that can only be described as unhuman. He spins around, pointing ahead — and my stomach drops.

A massive cliff. Bigger than I was hoping.

"I mean... that cliff seems a bit... much," I mutter. My stomach does not agree.

All three boys turn to look at me. The sheer intensity of their stares? Terrifying.

They're going to make me jump too.

We reach the cliff, watching people leap into the water below. A solid ten seconds pass before you hear them hit the surface. And now... it's just us four.

Harry sets his camera up against a rock. Bag down, and he dives. Swiftly followed by a nearly naked JJ.

Simon leans toward me, lips brushing mine.

"Start undressing..." he murmurs, and then jumps, leaving me frozen on the cliff.

No way. No. Way.

Do I do it?

I have to prove them wrong.

I set my bag down, slip off my shoes, and peer over the edge. The boys float in the water below, cheering me on. Heart racing, I rip off my shorts and bikini. Naked.

Harry and JJ erupt into laughter. Simon's face? A literal tomato.

...and then I jump.

Seconds stretch into eternity before the cold ocean hits me. I resurface to the boys' cheering... until it abruptly stops.

"You did it!" JJ screams, swimming over to hug me.

"You're naked!" he freaks out mid-hug. I just laugh, too stunned to care.

"Well, you did say last one off has to be naked..." I grin at Simon, whose expression is somewhere between shock and... jealousy?

Harry tosses me his T-shirt. "Here, cover up."

I slip it on and glance at Simon. Still tomato-faced.

Why didn't he give me his T-shirt?

"Thanks, Harry," I grin, and we swim back to shore.

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Next: finding the yacht with the Sidemen flag. Sounds easy... except there are 300 yachts, all waving flags.

We stop, overwhelmed. I glance at the boys, all as defeated as me.

"I have an idea," JJ says. "Millie, get on Simon's shoulders. Double the height."

Before I can protest, JJ lifts me, and I'm suddenly sitting on Simon's shoulders. Nine feet tall, maybe? But it works — I can see everything.

"There!" I shout, pointing to the yacht. Harry and JJ sprint for it, while Simon walks calmly, me balanced on his shoulders.

"I'll give you a T-shirt when we're back. Not wearing Harry's," he says bluntly.

"Why? It's only a T-shirt, Simon," I murmur, rubbing his head gently.

He doesn't answer. Just keeps walking. I stay quiet too, thinking: yes, maybe I could've once... but I'm with him. Always him. And that thought should settle him.

"Millie!" Tobi calls, running with Ethan, Josh, and Vik.

"Run!" I cling tighter to Simon as he breaks into a sprint. For a thin boy, he's terrifyingly strong.

"Losers!" JJ yells from the yacht, glass of champagne in hand.

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Dinner on the yacht is perfect. Seafood platters for everyone... except Simon, who stuck to steak. Sunset paints everything gold, glasses clinking softly in the warm evening air.

"Big plans when we get home, boys. This year's our year," Ethan raises his glass.

"To you boys, for all your hard work, not just for the Sidemen, but for your channels and careers," I add, smiling around at everyone. My eyes meet Simon's — a soft smile, fingers lacing with mine.

"Don't forget about yourself, Millie," he murmurs.

"Yeah, you've come a long way since we first met you," Ethan adds, cheeks rosy from champagne.

"To us!" Simon cheers, the others echoing. Laughter, clinking glasses, and the warm glow of the Ibiza sunset wrapping around all of us.

Wowe this is a long chapter, I hope you guys don't mind the time skip, it makes it a little easier for me to write and it means that the times closer to irl time buuuut 127k!!!!! How mad guys I can not thank you all enough!!! I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I shall see you all in the next!!

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