TMI Sizzy Fanfic: But Your A Heartbreaker

My Girl

"Dude!" Eric landed a heavy slap across Simon's back. He winced slightly and stumbled forwards, had Eric been working out? Simon looked him up and down, no. He was probably still sore from the training session with Jace. Things had become very intense lately as his ascension date grew closer, he needed to prove that he was dedicated and worthy. Or whatever way Maryse had put it.

Eric had just been filled in on all the juice gossip from the last few days, and the last few days had been juice. Simon had genuinely thought that his eyes were going to pop out of his head and steam was going to start bumping from his ears, Eric had gotten so excited through the story time.

"You going to be at band practice, later man?" Eric had taken to using phrases like 'dude' and 'bro' and now he mixing it up with 'later man' because, as he had explained to Simon, it made him sound more 'cool bro'. "You could bring Izzayyy" Eric held out his tongue to pronounce the last part and wiggled his hand in a stereotypical rock kind of way, index and pinky finger up. Simon rolled his eyes and shoved his hands into he pockets. The weather was on the turn and the wind was starting to bite.

"I don't know, man, maybe" He looked at the ground and shrugged. Eric looked as if he had been shot.

"Wounded man, wounded. You cant shoot a brother off like that, yo" Eric jumped around at the side of Simon trying to catch his attention. But Simon had may years of practice ignoring Eric's little guilt trips and attention seeking behaviors. "I've written some new lyrics,man, you should be there to check them out. Know what I' am saying bro?"

Simon glanced up for a moment. The tangle of people had thinned as they had walked out of the center and Simon could seen to the next lamp post now. A slim, dark figure stood leaning elegantly against the metal column. Dressed head to toe in black leather. Simon's eyes traced the lines of the figure and then again. He could see the protrusion of a holster under the jacket, with his newly trained eyes, probably stocked full of an array of knifes and blades. 

He stared and Eric stared. 

She wasn't glamoured and now that Simon tore his eyes away he realized that they weren't the only ones staring. Suddenly a rage built up withing him that warmed his whole body, he slipped his hands out of his pockets and strode quickly towards her. He slid he arms around her waist ignoring her shocked reaction and pulled her up into a smothering kiss.

This is my girl and your may not stare at her, Simon broke away and looked up at the passers by. They were all walking passed with their eyes cast down or away, nobody was staring any more. He kept his arm wrapped around her waist and shot an unintentional warning look at Eric who held his hands up and back away.

"Whoo man chill" He cleared his throat "I' ma go, see you round. Later bro" He held out he fist to the air and turned walking back down the street hurriedly.

Izzy reached around and put her free hand on Simon's chest. He looked down at her, his grip tightening around her waist.

"You are sexy when you get protective" She reached up onto her tip toes and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

My girl, Simon smiled.