The Melon-Head Boy -a Simdil fanfiction-

Chapter twenty: Doubt

-Simon's POV-

Sitting in my bed, having doubts. I haven't talked to Martin in two days.I pick up my phone and call him. Of course he's talking to someone else at the moment.

What if we're not actually meant for each other? This all went so fast, maybe too fast. We only met a FEW DAYS AGO. And we're so young. Oh god, what if this was all a mistake? What if this was just a moment? What if the passion is gone now? 

I shake my head, trying to take my thoughts away. I put in my earphones, turning on spotify shuffle as I lay down on my bed, thinking about Martin. Maybe it was a mistake to take this all so fast? Sure, I'm in love with him, but do I love him? I smile a little as a Fall Out Boy song starts to play.

I don't know, not yet.

When I think of him, his brown eyes, always messy hair, black shirt(s), and of course I feel something. A pit starts in my stomach and my heart beats faster. It feels like I'm falling down a hole that doesn't have a bottom. 

He's always so confident... I'm sure he doesn't feel like this when he's with me. I'm sure he doesn't feel nervous, awkward or self-concious. Why would he? I'm just a regular, too shy boy. 

I couldn't ask him, could I?

I pick up my phone again, still lying on my bed, stomach up. I scroll through my contacts, finding Martin and I start to type,

This is weird, but... How do you feel wh-

 I accidentally drop my phone, wich lands on my face. Ugh. I pick it up again and look in terror as the screen shows,

Calling 'Martaiiin <3'...

And as I'm about to end the call, of fucking course he answers.

"Hey Simon." I hear his dark voice say, slightly out of the ordinary.

"Shit.. Um, Hi Martin," I say awkwardly.

"Did you want anything?"

"Um.. I don't know, I was actually going to text you something but I dropped my phone on my face and it called you" I say, him laughing in response.

"Well, what were you going to text me then?" 

"Uhmm," I say slowly. SHIT. "It was nothing. It's stupid." I blurt out.

"Nothing is stupid with you. Now tell me"

I sigh. He'll never give up anyways. "Martin. How you feel when you're with me?" I hold my breath, waiting for an answer. A long pause  occur before he answers.

"... I feel happy," He says. I don't know if that's good or not. When I'm about to say something, he keeps on talking. "I mean, of course I feel more. I just... don't know how to explain it. I feel happy. I feel right. I feel... Like, I've got this endless pit in my stomach, and you're about to catch me when I reach the end. But the pit is endless, so you never do. And it scares me, 'cause i don't know if the pit will actually end, and it always ends with heartbreak, tears and rage. i don't want that to happen" He blurts out.

I smile through the whole speech.

He feels like I do.

(A/N: SORRRRRRRRRRRRRY for not updating! My school  just started and I've been having so much to do! I promise that I'll still post, but I'll probably change it into once a week because I'm writing 2 other stories too + school is killing me!

(The other story that's not on my account is on the account  Laugnes that is an account that I write with my Best internet friend Lauren :p)

Hope you'll forgive me!

Cya!

/Elo xx)