Hollys pov
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I roll over and turn on my phone. The time is 6:42am. I unlock it and go to Twitter. I see all the boys that we're at the house last night tweeted something like 'fuck' or 'well shit'. I close it and go to Snapchat, when it loads I see myself. My eyes are puffy and tired looking since I barely slept. My makeup is smudged from crying and rubbing my eyes. I'm drained of any colour so I basically look dead. For once in my life my appearance matches how I feel. Dead.
Since its Monday morning, I have school but I'm not going. I'm excused today anyways. I get up and walk to the bathroom. I wash my face and brush my teeth. Brushing my teeth reminded me that I haven't eaten since I got on the plane, but I don't feel hungry anyways, I'm completely numb to everything right now.
I walk into my room and look for clothes to wear. While looking I find tons of Simons things, I throw them all on my bed. Once I pick out sweat pants and a crop top, I walk over to my bed. I fold all of Simons stuff. I pack it into one of the moving boxes from when we moved in. I write on it in permanent marker Simons Stuff and take it downstairs.
"Hey hun. How are you?"My mom asks. I told her about everything that happened last night.
"Well, I have all his stuff here, I was going to put it on their doorstep but its pouring down rain and I don't want it to get soaked." I respond. I don't know why I care if it gets wet, its not my problem, but I know Simon's not good at doing the laundry.
"Okay, well I have to go to work. See you later. If anything happens, call me." She says. I nod at her and she leaves. I place the box on the kitchen counter and make myself breakfast. I eat it slowly, thinking about making breakfast with Simon, and his adorable smile and his eyes, and him dancing around in the kitchen trying to make me smile. I feel a tear roll down my cheek. No. I can't be doing this. I decide to text Josh. When I open my IMessage I see that Simon texted me. I slide it over and delete it.
Josh's pov
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I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I'm standing in the kitchen with all the guys. We've all been really quiet since last night. We don't want to make Simon upset and we lost an amazing friend too. I reach for my phone and see a text from Holly.
H-Josh, are you awake.
J-Yeah
"Boys! Holly just texted me!" I say and look up. They all look at me, except Simon. He stares at his bowl of cereal.
"What did it say?" Ethan asks.
"She asked if I was awake." I state. They all look confused.
H- Okay, can you meet me at the door? I'm bringing Simon's things over.
J-Alright.
I jump out of my seat and walk to the door. All the guys ask what I'm doing but I don't respond.
When I get to the door I look out the window and see Holly. I open the door and she looks up.
"Hey." I say.
"Hey." She responds.
"Look, I'm really sorry about last night. I didn't want you to get hurt, but none of us knew that they were having sex. We just all thought it was his friend." I tell her.
"Its fine, Josh. Now he can have sex with anyone." She says. It's awkwardly silent for an moment.
"He broke his hand." I state. I don't know why, but I did it.
"What the fuck? How?" She exclaims. She looks concerned.
"He, um, he punched a wall." I tell her.
"Oh my god. Is he alright?" She asks.
"Yeah, he should be fine in 2-4 weeks. It could've been worse." I tell her.
"Okay. Well here's his things." She says and holds out a box.
"You should give it to him." I say. She doesn't want to but I insist she sees Simon.
Simon's pov
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"Simon. Hollys at the door." Josh says when he comes in the kitchen again. I look at the boys, they all give me sympathizing looks. I get up and walk to the door. When I get there we look at mess we both are.
"Hi." She says, awkwardly.
"Hey." I reply.
"How's your hand?" She asks me.
"It's, um, not easy to play any games with." I tell her.
"That sucks. Hopefully it heals quickly." She says.
"Okay. What are we doing? This small talk shit, its not us." I state.
"Well I'm not exactly, myself right now." She says.
"Why?" I ask.
"Okay lets look at it like this. All my life I've never had a lot of friends. I one boyfriend before and it didn't work out. I've been here for a month. I've spent pretty much everyday with you and the Sidemen. Or texting you, or watching your videos. When you spend almost every day of a month with the same people, you get attached. And all of the sudden, I lost them all." She say, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Hol. I want you back. We all want you to be friends with us." I tell her.
"Simon. You had sex with some other girl, then said it wasn't a bad idea." She says.
"I wasn't thinking straight. We were drinking and she wanted me and I was lonely. I'm so fucking sorry. Please." I beg her.
"Listen. Its cold out so here's your stuff and I'm going home." She says and holds out a box.
"You can come in here. Its warm in here, and you could come to Ikea with us later." I tell her.
"Why are you going to Ikea?" She asks me.
"Last night, after you left, I got mad and tore my bed sheets and I threw my comforter in the trash bin." I tell her, my face get hot because I'm embarrassed to be honest. She seems to be doing better with the break up than I am.
"I don't know." She says.
"Please. We'll just talk about everything. The rest of the guys don't need to know that you're here." I tell her. She agrees and comes in, we walk up the stairs to my bedroom. I take the box of my things and put it down on my mattress. I take the cover off and see a few sweaters, sweatpants, two pairs of socks, and my watch. I take it all out and put it in my dresser. I turn around, we still haven't said anything since we got into my room.
"Okay, um, Hol, I really, erm, I can't, I still want to be with you. No matter what horribly stupid and wrong decisions I made. I don't know why I was so dismissive of your feelings. I'll do anything to get you back, I mean, I need someone like you, and in all honesty, I've never met someone so perfect for me. You're perfect for the Sidemen! You take care of us but can still have fun and cut loose! I was so incredibly ignorant, but in the end, after everything I said, I still need you, and would do anything for you." I tell her, I'm now almost in tears. I walk closer to her and hold her hands.
"Simon, I-" She starts but I cut her off.
"Please. Give me a second chance. I'm literally nothing without you, at least, I feel like nothing. I feel worthless and like dirt without you. We've been broken up for 8 hours and that's enough for me." I tell her, I'm now crying. She wraps her arms around my neck and holds me.
"I don't know Simon." She says, she lets go of me and starts to walk out of my room. I fall to the floor.
"No no no no no. This can't be over, I cant lose her." I say to myself while burying my face in the palm of my good hand. I stand up and kick my door closed. "FUCK!" I yell and flop onto my bed.
I laid there forever thinking about how much of an idiot I am. Why would I sleep with Veronica. Why would I tell Holly it was a good idea. Why would I think Holly would cheat on me. I'm so fucking disgusting.
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Friends with the Sidemen// A Miniminter Fanfiction
أدب الهواةWhen 16 year old Holly moves to London, her life suddenly becomes more interesting. Holly and her mother decide to move to London, England to start a new life after her father and mother get divorced. Holly doesn't want to leave Canada but once she...
