The Girl With The Green Eyes | MiniMinter Fanfic

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Simon's POV

I couldn't figure her out. It was too difficult. She wasn't showing me anything. I got changed into the clothes she gave me, her brother had good taste. I was about to walk out when I noticed the turned down picture frames. I picked the first one up and saw what seemed to be a happy family, I wondered why she turned the pictures down? The next one was of her, her mum and dad, but they had crosses over their faces, i wonder why? The last on was of people crowding around a grave but and a picture of her dad.

"Missing In Action" She said that shocked me

"uh uh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to snoop, it's none of my business"

She stared at the picture wiping her thumb over her dad's face. She slammed the picture down again.

"Yeah well don't do it again." she said, sternly. She then left.

I felt so bad so I followed her out.

"Hey look i'm sorry"

"It's fine" I held her hand

"I really am"

She looked up at me, her green eyes almost lost of colour. She looked down at our hands and pulled them apart.

"It's fine." I felt hurt

"Do you want to do anything today?" she said

Well if I can't get to know her i might swell make a plan to escape her.

"Can we go to oxford street? I want to go get something" I lied

"Yeah sure" she said

"Let me just go light a fag and then we'll go." she said

"You smoke?"

"Only when I'm stressed"

I didn't say anything. She walked outside and let the smoke fill her lungs.

I grabbed phone and check my Twitter, All my fans and the Sidemen were wondering where I was.

"Ready?" She said, poking her head through the door.

"Yeah"

I walked outside and followed her to this amazing C63

"This is yours?!?"

"Yeah??" she said like i should have known

We climbed in and she put on what seemed like racer gloves, hot. We set off to oxford street and she drove like a great racer. 'All My Friends' by Tinashe come on on the radio and she turned it up and started singing.

"You're good at singing" I complimented her.

She looked at me and started laughing and shaking her head.

"Have you had a ear check recently?"

"No but you're good at singing, fact."

She chuckled "Well yikes, but thats not my talent, kid" she hoisted one leg underneath the other.

"Well what is your talent"

Her face dropped.

"You don't need to know.."

And with that I left it.

We pulled up to Oxford street and got out the car.

"where do you want to go?" she asked.

"The Nike store" I lied. I deliberately walked fast towards a big crowd and ducked down so she couldn't see me. I saw her red shoes turning back and fourth in confusion. I ran.