Sidemen Imagines

Simon #1 (Danielle&Simon)

A/n ((WARNING)) I apologise in advance if you do get upset or offended or anything. This may be a bit of a deep imagine.

{Suggested by thesidemen }

Danielle's POV

It was the first day of insomnia and I was dreading it so much. I know the majority of the fans absolutely hate my guts, (mainly the girls) as they hate seeing me happy with Simon. Everything on my Twitter was hate and on snapchat. They even found my Facebook and will always send me hateful messages and even videos. I never once told any of the guys especially the Simon. They are his fans, he shouldn't block and demand them to stop just because of me. I told them all that the negative comments didn't get me down but the truth is, they do. A few weeks back, I started to cut again. I know I promised Si that I wouldn't start again and that I was strong enough to carry on, but I wasn't. I am pretty much at my lowest point I have ever felt in nearly a year. Maybe I could end this journey I am going through... Just maybe.

I brush away these thoughts and drag myself out of bed. Simon had left a note saying he was setting up the booth with the others already and that I should meet him there at 8am. I turn the shower tap on and get undressed. I look down at my scarred wrists. A few of them were still healing. I would always wear hoodies and jumpers and partly distanced myself from Simon so my scars wouldn't be revealed. Thankfully it's winter Insomnia now and so I wouldn't be looking like an idiot wearing a hoodie in the summer.

After my shower, I pull on my black skinny jeans and put a burgundy sidemen hoodie with a Beast beanie. I put on my burgundy converses to match with my hoodie and grab my phone and hotel room key and head out to the arena.

*Skip arena*

I approach the sidemens booth and see the guys having a laugh around the Christmas tree opposite their booth. I laugh to myself at them acting like big kids. Simon spots me and gives me a wave to come over. I give him a smile before making my way to them. I walk up to an arm stretched Simon welcoming me with a hug. I snuggle into his grey sweater. "Morning Dani."
" Good morning Si" I give him a little peck on the cheek before are moment is interrupted by a worker. "The public will be entering in two minutes guys." Listening to what he said, makes my palms to become sweaty and my breathing to become unlevel. I feel Simons strong arms wrap around my shaking body making me feel at ease and to take my mind off thinking about what the fans are going to say. "It's gonna be okay Dani. No need to worry" Simon muffles into my beanie before softly stroking my cheek. He stares deeply into my eyes and I knew with Simon by my side, I felt safe from the hateful fans.

I hear the rustling of the public entering the doors to the exhibition hall. The chatter of people gets louder as I bring out a few of the tees and hoodies out the back room to sell. I head back to it to get a few more clothing and turn back to a growing crowd of fans surrounding the booth. Many of them calling each of the sidemens names to grab their attention. My anxiety was starting to get the better of me and my hands began to shake making the tees I was holding fall out of my grip. I heard laughter from the crowd. Were they laughing at me? Or were they laughing at Ethan who I heard erupt into laughter? I see Simon looking over who gives me a sympathetic smile before walking over to a group of fans alongside JJ. I pick up the tees I had dropped and set them down on the surface where the other merch was.

"Ooh look who it is, it's little miss ugly the slut here." The crowd around the fan sneered at his comment.

"Simon will soon find out that you are just using him. Him and you will officially be over!" The fan smirked at me.

"I don't even know what Simon thought in you, you're so ugly and pathetic." She gave me a dirty look.

"Maybe you should die!"

"Or even better than someone else killing her, maybe you should kill yourself!" The group laughed.

"You're so worthless in this world!"

A tear trickled down my face. "Ohh is poor Danielle crying." Another fan cooed and made her face scrunch up to pretend to cry.

"Sluts aren't supposed to cry Dani!" Out of nowhere the small group of fans surrounding me in the corner of the booth started to chant "slut" at me. I couldn't take this any longer. My eyes began to fill up with tears making the fans become a blur. I heard slight murmurs of Simon and JJ calling my name. I shook my head and slid through the gap in the booth and barged past the fans and ran.

I ran out the arena and to the direction of the hotel. It was hard to see my surroundings while crying but I managed to make it to the hotel. Simon and the others were shouting and running after me. I dodged the few people in the entrance and ran to the stairs. Slut..ugly..pathetic..worthless.. Thoughts of what the fans had just said to me raced through my head as I approached the top of the last landing. My breathing was heavy but there was a small set of stairs leading up to the roof. Maybe you should kill yourself...! That comment came into mind. Maybe I should end my life. Maybe they're right. What did Simon ever see in a worthless girl like me who can't be strong and has to rely on her good old friend, the razor. Maybe I should do it. It's not like anyone will miss me. If I was to ever do this, I needed to do it quick. I heard the others getting closer and closer.

I made a dash up the small stairs and bodied the exit door open and jogged to the edge of the roof. My sight was still slightly blurred. I wipe away my tears with the sleeve of my hoodie. I could hear Simon begging me to get away from the edge and JJ and the others shouting 'DONT DO IT' I take a small breathe in before shouting back, "Stay away, please!" I look back at their faces. Harry, Vikk, Ethan and Josh on the verge of tears; JJ with his head in his hands and then Tobi and Simon, my 'bro' and my lover. Their faces were filled with fear, covered in tears and their eyes puffy. I face back around and look down at the ground where I will be in a few seconds. I smile and take in the view. Last time I'll be seeing this. "I'm sorry..." I take another breathe in and close my eyes.

Before I could let myself fall, my hand was gripped with someone else's. Simons. "If you fall, I fall."

A/n

I do apologise again if this imagine does upset you. It was a little hard to write but I hope you do like it. I left the ending like this so you would think of what actually happens after. Do they fall? Or don't they? That all up to you. (I couldn't choose).

Btw if you want an imagine please ask and you shall receive and as always, feedback is appreciated. :)

Seeya!

~Paris