Always You || Simon Minter (miniminter)

Chapter 41

It wont let me put gifs anymore im sorry :(

I wake up to a cold bed. I roll over to cuddle into Simon for some heat but I'm met with more cold bed. Where is he? I sit up and scan the room, his clothes are still on the floor and his shoes kicked off at the door, so surley he wont have gone far without his clothes. I get a memory from last nights events and I feel my body heat up and my heart begins to race at the thought, I must say that was the most explosive sex Simon and I have had yet, it was full of passion and need. Which leads me to believe that something is wrong with him because he's never been that needing with me in the 8 months that we've dated. Simon. I need to find out where he's is. I lean down to the floor and grab his T-shirt from the night before, slinging it over my head I soak in the smell of him lingering on his shirt. I stand up and slide on my slippers before leaving my bedroom.

I enter the hall and I am greeted to the smell of coffee which makes my mouth water, I could use a coffee or two after last night. I walk down the hall and into the kitchen and I see a slumped over Simon sitting at the kitchen island with his back to me. There is something about the way he is slouched over that makes my heart ache for him, he looks sad. I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his neck, giving him a kiss on the temple. "Good morning." I hum into his ear. He gently grabs my arm and rubs circles with his thumb, he then turns a little to look at me. "Good morning." He smiles up at me. "Do you want coffee?" I nod and sit down on the seat next to him, he stands and walks over to my kettle to boil it. As it's boiling he turns around and leans against the kitchen counter, a smirk playing on his lips but it quickly falls when he realises that I'm not smiling anymore, I am worried about him but I'm also worried that I anger him.

"Simon, what's been up with you?" I ask the dreaded question. Something has been up with him recently and all the boys have noticed too and without me initially pointing it out to them. He's been more uptight and too serious about things, it almost comes across as extremely defensive but it could also come across as jealousy but he doesnt have anything to be jealous about, at least nothing that I know of. His face drops as soon as I ask the question but he takes a minute to answer, pondering wether to tell me the truth or lie to me and say hes fine, his mouth opens for a second as if he is going to speak but closes again. "I... I think my head hasn't been in the right place recently. Back in Ibiza something made me tick.." He looks over at me frowning, his eyes sad. I stay silent just waiting for him to continue. "Ever since that New Years party last year where you danced with Harry anytime you two are together I feel... jealousy." His eyes rip away from mine, he turns around and begins to make my coffee. "You guys seem close and when he gave you his t-shirt in Ibiza I think thats what made me tick, I feel that maybe I stopped something? I don't know Millie it's hard to explain but my heads been all over the place thinking that I got in the way.."

"Listen Simon, yes I will admit there was an attraction between Harry and I but -" I get cut off by the loud noise of metal hitting marble as Simon drops the spoon, the noise rings loud through my apartment and it rumbles through my body. "You promised it would always be me." He pratically whispers, his back still facing me. I stand up from my chair and slowly move to him, I gently turn him to face me and I lean up cupping his face. His eyes have started to well up as he looks at me and the sight alone breaks my heart in two. "Simon it's always you, you idiot... I couldn't love anyone else." I lean forward and place a gentle kiss on his forehead, I lean my forehead against his, caressing his cheek with my thumb. "Always you." I whisper. He leans in and kisses me, a slow and passionate kiss. I never want him to feel sad or jealous, I have never felt the way I have with anyone ever and he needs to understand that. Yes when I first met Harry there was definetly something there, do I think I could've went with Harry? Absolutely not because I was already in-love with Simon.

"You know I love you so fucking much Simon. I loved you even before the New Years party." I beam up at him. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest, hugging the living daylights out of me. "I love you so much." he mumbles into my hair followed by a soft kiss on my head.