New Girl, Sids Charm (Sid Jenkins x Reader)

Tangled Memories

Two years had passed since Y/N's arrival in Bristol. The once-new girl had become an integral part of the tight-knit group of friends, finding solace and laughter amidst the twists and turns of teenage life. Cassie and Sid, still a couple, seemed to exist in their own bubble of bliss.

One evening, the gang gathered at Tony's house for a casual hangout. Laughter echoed through the air as they cracked open a few drinks, letting the worries of the week fade away. As the night progressed, the alcohol flowed freely, creating an atmosphere of uninhibited revelry.

Cassie, feeling tired, decided to call it a night and left early. With her departure, the dynamics of the group began to shift. The remaining friends, fueled by liquid courage, started to let loose. Y/N, usually more reserved, found herself caught up in the contagious energy of the night.

As the hours passed, Y/N and Sid found themselves sharing more laughs and getting closer than usual. The alcohol blurred the lines between friendship and something more. Sid, in his inebriated state, became bolder, his inhibitions cast aside.

At some point, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only Y/N and Sid in a room of their own. They laughed, they talked, and in a haze of alcohol-induced emotions, Sid took Y/N's hand, guiding her to a place where inhibitions were forgotten.

In the quiet of Tony's room, Y/N and Sid shared a moment that transcended the boundaries of friendship. They kissed for what felt like an eternity, lost in a world of their own creation. Time became irrelevant, and the room was filled with the soft whispers of secrets exchanged in the language of touch.

When the night had worn thin, and the dawn threatened to break through, Y/N and Sid fell asleep on the same bed, entangled in the aftermath of intoxicated emotions.

The next morning, Y/N woke up with a heavy head, the memories of the previous night a distant blur. Sid, still sleeping beside her, looked peaceful and oblivious to the storm of emotions that brewed within Y/N's mind.

As the reality of the situation hit her, Y/N quietly got out of bed, careful not to wake Sid. The weight of guilt settled in her chest as she tried to piece together the fragments of a night she couldn't fully remember. The knowledge that she had crossed a line with one of her closest friends, especially when Cassie was involved, weighed heavily on her heart.

In the kitchen, the rest of the gang gathered, nursing their own hangovers. Tony, noticing Y/N's troubled expression, asked, "You okay there, Y/N?"

Y/N forced a weak smile, "Yeah, just a bit of a headache."

Michelle, always perceptive, raised an eyebrow, "Anything interesting happen last night?"

Y/N hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. "Just the usual chaos, I guess."

The day unfolded with the weight of unspoken secrets hanging in the air. Y/N couldn't shake off the guilt, but Sid, waking up with a hazy memory of the night, seemed oblivious to the emotional turmoil.

As the group reconvened in the afternoon, Y/N found herself stealing glances at Sid, wondering if he remembered the shared moment that now existed as a tangled memory in her mind. The conversations flowed, laughter returned, but a sense of unease lingered beneath the surface.

Little did Y/N know that the repercussions of that intoxicated night would echo through the corridors of their friendships, testing the bonds that had held them together for the past two years. The delicate dance of emotions had taken an unexpected turn, leaving Y/N grappling with the consequences of a night she couldn't fully recall.