The Sidemen Project (Miniminter Fanfic)

Day 7

I was waking down the hallway to go downstairs when Harold's door swung open and he came bursting out, yelling about 4 million? He caught sight of me and grabbed me, dragging me back to his room.

"Harry? Harry?!?" I struggled, confused. He slammed the door and screamed picking me up and swinging me around. "Harold!" He set me down and pulled me over to his monitor, still yelling and gasping. I didn't quite understand Fifa, but I knew that a blue Hazard from a team of the week pack, was divinely good.

"Oh my gawd!" He bounced up and down in his chair. Then he just sat speechless while I laughed my head off.
"Well guys. That's all I can take right now." He smiled and sighed off, ending the recording. He sent it to his editor and turned off his computer.

"Well then." He spun in his chair towards me.

"What?" I smiled back, falling back into his bed. His bed was way softer than Simon's. No. Stop. Why are you doing this.

"Nothin." He smirked, staring at me.

"No. What? There is obviously something up." I propped myself up into my elbows.

"It honestly doesn't matter." He stopped smiling and looked at his socks.

"No Harold it does." I motion for him to come over and he collapsed, face down on the bed next to me.
He mumbled something into the covers. "Harry, I cannot understand you when you speak into the duvet."

"It's just. Eugh." He sat up and faced me. "You and Simon have known each other for like a week right?"

"Yes?" What was he getting at.

"Well. Since you got together with Simon, I just. Ugh it's hard to talk about." He began to chew his nails but I slapped his hand. "Okay." He took a deep breath. "Olivia. I like you. A lot." He said quietly.

"I like you too Harry." I smiled, settling my hand on his arm.

"No. Not like that."

Oh. His shoulders began to shake. I leaned forward and hugged him.

"I'm so sorry." I felt so bad. I didn't know exactly how to react. "Harold. I really am sorry."

"I know you are. What do I do now?"
I honestly didn't know.

"I don't know. I'm sorry." I let go of him and stood up slowly. "Maybe dating can help." I gave him a small smile and left the room. I later learned from Tobi that Harry, Squeezy and Callux were all moving out to an apartment downtown. I wonder if it had to do anything with me. I left Harry to think and wandered around the house, looking for something to do. Everyone was recording was so I sat down on the couch and pulled out my phone.

I didn't have much time for Twitter lately since I was practically raising a family, but when I got on, it was insane. I hadn't realized how my follower number had shot up from 10k to now like 4mil. I had notifications turned off since I knew the hate would be bad. There were so many rumors of Simon and I, like how he was only dating me cause he gotten me pregnant. Not true. Most of the lies were based off of complete fallacies.

I'd had enough so I dropped my phone on the sofa and shoved my face in a pillow, ready to take a nap. I was just about asleep when my phone buzzed.
It was a text from Vikk.

Wanna go get coffee and a bite to eat?

Finally, something to do. I quick replied with a "Yes!XD." Vikk came downstairs with a smile on his face.

"Lezz go!" He tried to pull me up from the couch. I heaved myself up and we left. We ended up going to a tiny coffee shop on Main Ave, in the shopping district. We got a seat in the back to avoid fan contact.

"So, what's up?" I asked Vikk. He had seemed like he was itching to tell me something the whole car ride. He set down his scone and took a deep breath.

"Look. I know you and Simon are very happy, and I'm happy that you are happy. But, just...Do you know about Simon's past?" He struggled to make eye contract as he spoke. Simon's past?

"No..." I said, uneasily.

"Well, Simon has a bad past when it comes to girls. He dates 'em then leaves 'em. Or worse, sleeps with 'em, then never talks to them again. But honestly, I think it may be different with you. Has he um....have you two...ya know-"

"No! Oh gosh no!" I giggled at his tomato red facial expression of embarrassment.

"Oh!" He laughed awkwardly. "Good...I guess."

"If I may ask, why does he always leave those girls?" I said, fiddling with my napkin.

"It's this girl... Nicole, she often waltzes into his life whenever he's a mess, and makes everything just worse." He said, looking around as if he was being watched.

"Vikk, is there something wrong?" I asked.

"No no, I'm worried for your sake honestly. She drives away most other girls Simon has ever been with. Obviously, I'm not saying Simon is off the hook, but just be cautious."

"I know, I know. Thank you for...warning me." I said, questionably.
"Let's go back and see what a mess the boys have made since we left." I smiled, attempting to lighten the mood.

We decided to take the scenic route on the way home. We drive through these botanical gardens- which were beautiful- and stopped at some nice boutiques. I didn't end up getting anything, but the window shopping was nice.

We were just pulling up to the driveway when I noticed that there was an extra car parked, a red convertible.

"No no no no no no no." Vikk said, quickly getting out and slamming his door. I got out, confused. "She's here."

I turned to him, still quite confused. "Who's here?"

"Nicole."