"Olive!!!!" Jj yelled from upstairs. That was the name he had made up for me.
"What Jiiiiide?" I yelled back from the kitchen.
"Where do you want your bras?" And with that I raced upstairs to find Jj and Simon attempting to pack away my undergarments.
"BOYS!" I yelled. They turned and both smirked, dropping the stuff.
"Sorry." Simon said, smiling at his feet.
"Not sorry." Jj said, grabbing a pair of my black lace panties and running off with them. Simon yelped and chased after him. I just stood in the doorway and watched as Simon chased Jj throughout the small flat.
We got everything packed up pretty soon. I mean it took us about 14 hours, but whatever. We had many Starbucks runs that day/night. We piled my stuff into a bunch of the cars and left. I went to a quick meeting with the landlord and turned in my key. I got some overpaid rent money back but I had a feeling I wasn't going to need it.
"Olive, can you sing us a song?"Ethan said as we began our road trip back to the house. We were incredibly sick of the repetitive radio music. I was stuck in Vikk's car with Simon, Vikk and Ethan.
"I guess." I sighed and they all cheered. I began to sing Wherever You Are by 5sos. Pretty soon, Simon was asleep with his head in my lap and Ethan was lightly snoozing in the shotgun seat. Vikk, the driver, just smiled at the tired boys and kept driving. The road trip wasn't that long. Pretty soon, we were pulling up to the house. I shook Simon awake and he just moaned and attempted to bury his head deeper into my thighs.
"Si, that's starting to hurt."
And with that he immediately sat up,
Looking worried."Are you okay? I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Awe. Yes babe, I'm perfectly fine. But you need to get up." I looked at the car clock and it was 8:55 pm. Wow, early for the boys to sleep. Once all the guys arrived, everyone began to lug all my stuff inside. We had gotten all the boxes inside and the guys had collapsed on the couches.
"Okay boys. We can clean and unpack tomorrow. First of all, you all need to sleep. Come on." I don't know why, but I felt this motherly love begin to blossom in my heart. The guys lugged themselves upstairs. Simon held my hand as we trucked our way upstairs. We almost had made it to Simon's room when I forgot about the weird dip in the floor. So there were certain areas that went down a few steps in the carpet and I forgot they were there and just stumbled down them and landed on the floor. Simon and Jj began to crack up so hard they were crying. I was laughing pretty hard too. I pretended to be mortified and slinked into Simon's room. I tossed off my clothes and just crawled under the covers in my underwear. After Simon was done with his laughing fit, he came in as well and laid next to me in his trackies and tshirt.
"Olivia?"
"What Simon?" I scooted so we were spooning.
"This is really....difficult for me." My heart began to race.
"What is?"
"The fact that you are in just your underwear." He mumbled. Then I felt it, right against my ass. Oh god. I giggled and turned so I was facing him. He was trying his best not to stair down at my boobs. Then I felt it again. Getting bigger.
"Simon!" I scolded.
"That isn't much better. It's not like I can control it." His cheeks were red.
I hopped out of bed and pulled on a pair of his trackies."Helpful?" I cooked my head to the side at him as he stared at me getting dressed.
"Ummmm ugh ummm. Yes." He laughed and motioned for me to come and spoon again. This time, Mini minter wasn't as active.
"I love you." I whispered.
"I love you to the moon and back." He whispered back.
"More than the stars shine?"
"More than the stars shine."
And again I fell asleep in his arms.
~Time skip~
I was running, really fast. The hospital hallways were confusing. A woman attempted to stop me but I just shoved her off and kept running. Then, out of the corner of my eye I saw them. A group of boys standing at the door of a room. Each of them crying. Some weeping, others simply attempting to keep strong for the soft ones. I ran towards them. The stout blonde one saw me coming and immediately burst into further tears. I ran directly into the open arms of the Nigerian one who was attempting to stay strong.
"Jj." I whispered. Tears began to fall from my face. "What is it?"
"It's Simon." He said into my hair. "He...didn't.......survive the crash." At that I began to scream and pound on the window, looking where Simon lay motionless on the hospital bed, the monitor flatlining. I turned and ran. Faster than ever. To the roof. Anywhere. To the roof. To the roof. To the roof. I sprang through the door to the roof and raced to the edge, slowly lifting myself over the guardrail and walking to the edge. 7 storied down, a normal night was commencing.
Simon was dead. Gone for good. And with that, I jumped.
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Such a cruel cliffhanger. More soon.
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The Sidemen Project (Miniminter Fanfic)
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