all I wanted; ministar (discont.)

03

"I want to take you out," Simon's voice rang out into the Skype call interrupting my train of quiet thoughts. I had been texting Kay about picking up the last of her belongings, today would've been one year with her. It was fucking up my feelings and I didn't know what to think.
"Simon I really need to record for my other channel, plus I have an unedited football video that needs some attention.."
"Vikk."
"What?" There was just a long pause in the call. He was waiting for me to change my mind. "For fucks sake Simon.. Fine."
"Yay!" He cheered, "Come get me when you're ready."
"I hate you sometimes."
"Your work can wait my love." He ended the call leaving me alone to get ready. It's moments like this were I try to piece together how I got so lucky. I'm getting too cheesy for my own good. I need to focus on getting ready.

I stepped in front of the mirror. I had decided on leaving the black shirt and just changing into my camo pants. Easy enough. It's not like I needed to dress up for Simon. I made my way down to his room, not bothering to knock I entered.
"Vikky," he embraced me, his lanky arms wrapping around me like a ribbon.
"Si you act like we live miles apart.."
"I can't show my baby affection," that nickname made me shutter a bit but I held it together.
"So.. where are we going?" I asked a smile spreading across my lips.
"I was just thinking dinner if that's okay."
"That sounds nice."
We exited his room and talked about random things. The car ride was full of non-exciting small talk and my very awkward glances at Simon. Fuck I can't stop staring, he's perfection. London was actually very beautiful this evening. The skies were clear and crisp.
"We are.. Here," Simon said parking the car. I'd never seen this place before, it looked like an American style diner. My sideways looks triggered conversation.
"I was craving comfort food and I saw this place the other day.. Hope you don't mind, I didn't want Nandos or something we usually do."
"I don't care where we eat, as long as I'm with you," We both got out of the car, I got a better look at the restaurant. "It looks cozy mate," he grabbed my hand in his, weaving our fingers together.
"Get a move on Mr.Star, I'm hungry."
"These nicknames get worse and worse," I laughed as we entered the building. As soon as we stepped in a pleasant aroma hit us. Simon guided me to the front counter.
"Hi welcome to Uncle Joe's, table for two?" The hostess asked. She just looked like a standard hostess from any restaurant. Decently tall, average looking, the works.
"Yes please," Simon answered as I continued to over-analyze 'Cindy'. She lead us to a small booth. Simon and I disconnected to sit on the opposite side of the other.
"How are you doing today? Usually we don't get such cuties out at this hour, how lucky am I," her boobs were almost popping out of her shirt as she only looked at Simon. She placed down our menus and retrieved the notepad from her apron. "Can I get you guys started with drinks."
"Vikk what do you want?"
"Just a water for now.. What about you, lover? Boyfriend? The guy that fucks me?" She gave me a disgusted look and turned to Simon.
"I'll just take a water," I was staring her down at this point.
"He doesn't like white girls, it's about that Asian persuasion," she pierced her lips as she walked away.
"Vikk. Oh my god this is why I can't take you anywhere," he laughed he covered his face, shielding the light embarrassment forming on his cheeks.
"Gosh what a bitch, like you're clearly gay. For me. What is there not to get?"
"Babe calm down, I'm yours.." He leaned over and kissed my cheek,"I promise."

"I haven't eaten that much in a century," I said holding onto my stomach. The meal was amazing other than Cindy interrupting us occasionally to gawk at Simon.
"Me either," he looked down at his phone,"Vikk did you bring your pills?"
"Yea.. Did you like memorize my times or something?" He nodded sheepishly. "That's actually really fucking cute mate." I grabbed the plastic baggy, it contained an on-the-go dose of medicine. Popping them into my mouth, I took a sip of the almost untouched water. Fucking Cindy smiled as she brought the bill to us.
"Here you are. Take your time," she winked at Simon.
"I've never wanted to ring someone's neck out more than I want to know," I said rolling my eyes.
"Yo take a look at this," Simon pushed the bill towards me. In the cutest, girly writing was Cindy's full name and number.
"Okay okay.. Two can play at this game. I'm going to get so much shit for this but I don't even care," I said. Opening up Twitter, I took a picture of the recipient and tweeted it out.
@Vikkstar123- How cute..
I attached the picture and hit tweet. Immediately I knew my fans would be calling that number. I waited about a few minutes, deleted the tweet, and put out a quick cover up.
"You're so mean."
"Yea but you love it."
Word Count 875
Today is actually Vikk and Kay's one year and I'm so happy. Like obviously my heart kinda hurts because it's Vikk but Ive come to realize that none of us actually know Vikk (or any other youtuber), and that we've fell in love with a personality they portray on YouTube. If he is happy then I am happy as well.
anyway thanks for all the support on this book so far. ilygsm
-em