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11:51pm

"Josh?" I asked checking if he were awake or not. "Yeah babe?" he answered huskiness lurking in his voice, in addition, the sleepiness in his eyes. I hesitated, my eyes glued to the ceiling above. "Do you ever think about what would have happened if I never went to that wedding?" I asked I turning to face him. "No, that would technically a nightmare," Josh admitted. "I could still be working at that stupid shop and you could still be living with your mum." I cheekily joked earning a little chuckle from him. "I'm glad I went too. If I didn't, I'd be sitting in my bedroom on my fourth bag of crisps and my mum hoovering up every crumb I make." I giggled and leaned back further into his warmth. "And it's all thanks to my stupid clumsiness, I should have really apologized in advance or at least have a sign stuck on me reading to anyone 'warning clumsy bitch right here' in huge bold letters, just in case they hadn't already understood that." we laughed together for a while before slowly calming down to silence. From downstairs, we could hear Ethan and JJ constantly yelling at one another. Back and forth, back and forth. "Do you ever just think about a stress-free life? You know, just you and me. Able to do anything. Without worrying so much." I asked again "Yes, mostly you. You get stressed a lot. If you had a stress free life it would also make mine a lot less stressful as well." My eyes drooped slightly, showing signals of tiredness. "Goodnight Josh." "Goodnight Si."

2:09am

I jolted awake, sudden and unexpected. I had the worst dream, the same dream. Every night as I close my eyes; every single one of my troubles flows back into mind. They attack my dreams leaving them as nightmares. "-J-J-Jos-" I cut off my own words, not wanting to wake or trouble him in any way. The only way out of my troubles is a place of happiness. Memories to remember and smile at. In which case I debated on going for a walk out to the park which indeed held all of those things. Silently, I slipped out of bed, careful not to nudge or knock Josh. I slipped on a pair of old worn out Adidas superstars and stayed in my sleepwear which consisted of a baggy jumper and tracksuit bottoms. Attempting to successfully cross the stairs without waking any other Sidemen members, I skipped the creaky steps in a result of silence. A minute later I was out the house and I instantly felt my chest lower from the tension in which I had now lost. The boys knew I had trouble with stress, I couldn't control it well, things just always seemed to be too much for me. They said they understood but I doubt they were convinced. It's like when you see a child with a sweet in their hand and they tell you that they didn't take it despite them being the only one else in the house yet you pretend to believe them. Technically, I'm regularly compared to a baby.

The street was dark; the street lights only lighting randomly dotted areas with some of the lights already broken. A yellowish spotlight peered down at me before walking back into the darkness as I passed it. Not once did I look forward, I stared at my feet the whole time. The sound of my footsteps echoed as I crossed under a dimly lit under-path allowing me to reach a destination. A destination I found calming and safe. The park. It was just a pain grass-cut field with a bandstand positioned in the middle and a small lake to the left. Slowly walking over, I breathed my warm breath onto my cold hands and sat on the steps.

I carefully held the wine glass in my hands, carrying it to my mum in which she asked for. "Here you go mu-" In a swift movement, a sharp pain attacked my back, being pushed forward by it. "-woah!" The glass wiped from my fingertips spilling upon the back of someone's suit. "Oh shit! I'm so sorry!" My voice came out as a gasp as I hurriedly wiped his blazer with my own sleeve. He turned around and grabbed my wrists stopping me from completing the action "Hey don't worry about it." he said, that's when everything stopped. Everything; at once. I glanced up my gaze and his beautiful leaf-like green eyes held me captive. I got lost in them, they were truly mesmerizing. The world around me continued to move along but it felt slower. Like I had all the time in the world. "I'm sorry-" "Don't apologize. It's all okay." He insisted, I should still feel guilty but I'm not the slightest. The reasons being, one, the spillage allowed us to come in contact in the first place, and two, him being so damn perfect he made me feel like he was telling the truth. Like it was genuinely fine that I just spilled wine all over his probably extremely expensive suit. "Are you sure?" I ask anyway despite no longer caring about the wine. "I'm certain," he paused "I'm Josh." He held his hand out in order for me to take it. "I'm Simon." I blush a light Crimson color "Well Simon let's go and talk on the bandstand, you can make up for the suit." "Sure."

The memories were clear as day in my mind. Until it was wiped clear from a sharp hit in the back of the head deliberately. I lost my consciousness the exact second my limp body hit the hard muddy ground. "Let's take a little ride." I heard a strange, unknown, evil-sounding voice call. My vision turned black and the sound of the wind faded into a painful ringing sound. Maybe the park wasn't the safest of all places. Especially at half two in the morning.

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