The Story Of Our Lives - A Damon Story

My David

Simon's Pov

It's 12:25pm and David isn't home, I'm talking care of Millie, I've call him 67 times and he doesn't answer and I don't know where the fucking hell he is!! Am I mad at him? Yes! Am I worried as bloody hell? Yes!! I've called everyone, I even called Lara Stone! But no one knows where he is! I'm freaking out, he should have been here 8 hours ago. What if something happened to him? I'll die. Suddenly the door opened, I turned around and saw him, worry flashed through my veins when I saw him, he was crying, his face had bruises and he was soaking wet, then he fell, I ran and knelt next to him, he was curled up as a ball, I pulled him to my lap, but, what happened to him?

- Dave what's wrong? What happened to you? - I lifted his chin and kissed him - You don't know how worried I was - I couldn't hold anymore, I cried.

- Sorry - The only word that escaped his mouth, he snuggled his head on my neck. He cried until he fell asleep, I carried him to our room, put him on the bed and lay with him, I warpped my arms around him. I took a look at his face, he was hurt, someone hurt him, SOMEONE HURT MY DAVID! Who ever did that will regret it for the rest of their life! My poor baby, I caressed his cheek, he hissed in pain.

- Sorry baby - I whispered, I kissed his lips gently. I rubbed his hair until I fell asleep.

(Next day)

I woke up and saw David staring at the celling. His face still bruised, I pulled him closer and pecked his forehead.

- Good morning darling, how are you feeling? - he looked at me.

- I'm sorry Simon, I... -

- Don't be sorry love, just tell me what happened? - I rubbed his hair

- S-someone robbed me, I was walking near the Thames, and they punched me, and then threw me to the water, I-I was so scared Si - He cried, I pulled him closer. I took care of him, until I decided to get up.

- Come on, want to eat breakfast? - he nodded smiling, finally, my David was smiling.