The Sidemen Project (Miniminter Fanfic)

Day 8

Quite ironic wasn't it? The fact that she shows up the day I hear about her.

"What?" I jogged over to where Vikk stood frozen, hand halfway on the doorknob.

"I don't want to experience the sight of her ever again." He said angrily, turning the knob slightly. "But we can't give her what she wants. You can't give her what she wants. Okay?" He said, looking at me determinedly.

"Okay." I said warily. I had no idea what to expect out of this girl. All I knew was that she wasn't going to touch Simon.

That's exactly what she was doing. We opened the door and right there, on the stairs, was Nicole and Simon. She had her hand placed on his hand which was on the banister. His face was twisted with both confusion and interest. All I could see of Nicole was her backside, and that was enough for me. She had perfectly formed curves with a big ass and bleached blonde hair. Her hair was pulled into a tight high pony and she wore the tiniest pair of shorts ever. The door squeaked when it opened, and she spun around to look. She had wayyy to much makeup on and her boobs were clearly fake, not including the fact that her shirt was basically a bikini top, it was cropped so much.

Simon looked up and the moment he saw me, he quickly pulled his hand away from under hers.

"Oh! You must be Olivia!" She smiled and flounced over to me, opening her arms for a hug. I'm just gonna say that, I didn't hug back. "It's so nice to meet you!" Her voice was like a little squeaky hammer in my head.

"Hi. Um, hey Simon, can I talk to you?" I said, glaring at him. He flushed and nodded motioning for me to come upstairs. I scurried up the stairs and down the hall into Simon's bedroom.

"So..." I said, stamping my foot and eyeing him.

"I know what it looks like, we were just talking." He huffed, looking quite uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, but that didn't look like nothing." I was probably just overreacting over nothing.

"It's not like we are married! I should be able to talk to other girls without you screaming at me!" His voice started to raise.

"Woh! Woh! Okay." I exhaled, calming myself down. "First of all, I was not screaming, "I said peacefully. "And second of all, I apologize for making the assumption that you were more than talking with her."

Clearly my calm tone wasn't helping anything.

"Oh, so now you are patronizing me. You obviously don't understand my friendship that I have with Nicole, and that she isn't just some tramp." He threw his hands up into the air with exasperation.

"Actually Simon I do!" I said, my calmness flying out the window. "I've heard plenty about her to know that she should not be anywhere near you!" I crossed my arms over my chest. He seemed taken a bit aback, he mustn't've understood the fact that I already knew. He thought for a few seconds then realized who I had been spending time with.

"It was Vikk, wasn't it? That fucking dick! What did he tell you?" He was starting to get a bit scary.

"Simon, calm down." I reached forward and tried to grab his hand, but he jerked it away.

"What he said was lies! I swear, lies! What did he say god damnit?"

"Simon, you're scaring me." I said, my voice starting to shake. Clearly he had been drinking a bit, or else this girl had really wormed her way into Simon's brain.

"Olivia! What did he say?!" He yelled so loud, I backed up so far I hit the wall.
I was full on shaking now. I had never seen this side of Simon before.

"Just that Nicole was dangerous when it comes to your relationships." I said quietly. He stopped, rubbing his temples. "Simon, she clearly has some kind of grip on you."

"You don't know what you are talking about! Vikk is lying to you, it's because he likes you! That's why! He wants you to hate me because he likes you!" He began yelling again. He slammed his hand on his desk and I could see his back muscles clenching through his tight black Sidemen t-shirt.

I was actually terrified now. What was going on? Was he going to hit me? I'd been in an abusive relationship before, but the thought had never crossed my mind when I got together with Simon.
I couldn't stand it anymore and tears began to roll down my cheeks, but I made no noise. Well, except for the whimper that probably ruined my relationship.

So yes, I whimpered, rubbing the tears from my eyes, my body still shaking. Simon turned and saw me, and all the anger flushed from his body, replaced by concern. He was across the small room in two long strides and he raised his hands to my cheeks. But before he could bring them to touch my skin, I squirmed away and was on my way to the door.

"Wait Olivia!" He grabbed my arm, his steel grip wrapping around my wrist. I spun to shake his hand away, but couldn't get it off.

"Simon let go!" I said, yanking on my arm. "Simon!" I yelled. Finally, he let go.

"What are you doing?" He yelled as I opened his door.

"Giving her what she wants!" I yelled and slammed the door behind me. After that, the tears began to flow freely. I stumbled down the hallway, and ran straight into the arms of Harry.

"Oh my gosh! Olivia what is wrong?" He wrapped his arms around me as I slid to the floor against the wall. "I had just stopped by to grab a few things and I heard the commotion."

"-Nicole's--back." I managed to get out between sobs. He mumbled some profanity under his breathe and I could hear him gritting his teeth angrily.

"Alright, let's go. We're gonna go stay at my flat okay?" He pulled me up and we walked downstairs. I could hear the TV on, probably to hide the sound of our fight, and I could see Vikk tensely sitting as far away from a obviously pleased Nicole on the couch.

I knew staying with Harry would probably be for the better. I need time to think about how to solve this, and that thinking was going to be done anywhere near Simon.

"Wait Harry, shouldn't I grab some of my stuff?" I said, starting to turn around. But before Harry could answer, Simon walked out of his room. He caught sight of me and started down the stairs to catch me. "Nevermind Harry we need to go now." I said grabbing Harold's hand and pulling him out the door.

"Wait Olivia!" Simon yelled, stumbling across the foyer. I had my phone, keys and wallet. That was all I needed right now. Harry jumped in his car and I was just about to open the door to the passenger side when a hand held the door shut. "Olivia, just please let me explain."

"No Simon. You yelling at me was enough of an explanation for right now." My words were so forceful that he took his hand off the car and backed up. "We just need some time apart. We've been together nonstop for a week now. I think that you should go sort out whatever it is with Nicole before I speak to you. Goodbye Simon." I opened the car door and got in, not even bothering to look at him. I knew that the look in his face would make me melt and forgive him, which I couldn't do right now. Harry lightly squeezed my knee and we drove off.

I'm sorry Simon, but I just can't do this right now.