Broken Love [A Vikkstar123 Fanfic]

Chapter Two: The Sidemen House

Early update for you peeps, enjoy :3
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Quiet sobs could be heard from an alley way close by where Simon was still looking for Sarah. Finally, he saw her with her messy bun now gone, instead left a curtain of ombré hair covering her face while she silently wiped the tears away.

Simon stopped jogging, resting his arms on his knees and breathing heavily. "Marco!" Simon called out. If he wasn't listening close enough, he could've barely heard the very soft, "Polo," that echoed through the alley.

Simon smiled and walked over to where Sarah was, leaning against the brick wall and sliding down beside her. He gave her shoulders a tight squeeze and whispered comforting words in her ears until Sarah stopped sobbing, instead just sitting there, at 8:30am, knees to her chest and hair sprawled all around her. I wonder what people would think if they just saw us here.

"I forgot my diary at the coffee shop," Sarah mumbled, starting to stand up. Simon followed. He had just met her today, and there was no way he was going to leave her like this. But how do I get her to come with me?

"Erm, I found your diary," instantly her eyes lit up from Simon's words. "Really! Could I have it back please?"

Simon scratched his neck, he wasn't the best liar but he could surely get away with this. "I dropped it off at my place before coming to find you. Come on, it's not that far away, and I could give it back to you."

Sarah happily nodded, "Lead the way!"

Simon lead Sarah a few blocks, trying to create a small conversation with her, though all she wanted to talk about was her diary, which he had learned that her mum gave to her for her eighteenth birthday party in remembrance of her mother.

"Home sweet home," Simon announced, stopping in front of the Sidemen house. He turned around to see Sarah standing there with her mouth hanging open in shock. "It's beautiful," She commented. "Just like you, right?" Simon joked.

Lightly, she punched Simon playfully in the arm, "Yeah right. Now where's my diary?"

"Right this way m'lady," Simon held his arm out, pointing to the house door, and Sarah happily skipped to the front door and knocked.

Just as Simon caught up with her, the door opened to reveal a confused Vikk, dressed in a black shirt and a pullover jacket.  "Hello, who are you?"

"Our new best friend!" Simon declared as he lead Sarah into the house. "Okay then..." Vikk trailed off, and moved aside so they could step in. 

There was something special about her, Vikk though, she was so innocent. Though, she had walked in with Simon, and he wasn't going to steal his lady, even if he wanted to.

"Okay, so where's my diary?" Sarah said as she walked in and looked around the house.

Simon gave Vikk the I-have-no-idea-where-her-diary-could-possibly-be look, when Sarah was turned around admiring the lights and furniture.

"How about we go look at the kitchen while Simon gets your diary?" Vikk offered. Thankfully, Sarah agreed and followed Vikk to the kitchen while Simon was struggling not to pull his hair out.

In the kitchen, Sarah took a seat on the stool around a large island. "Do you want some cereal?" Vikk asked, pulling s box from the cabinet.

"No thanks, I'm just waiting for my diary. I wonder why he's taking so long. He said he just dropped it off here."

"Yeah, maybe he forgot where it he put it," Vikk lied, pouring his cereal his bowl of milk. "Have you lived in London for long?"

"Nope, I recently just moved here after I graduated with the help of my mum," Sarah replied, "Im currently just filling out college applications to find one that accepts me into medical school."

"What're you majoring in?"

"Right now I'm just studying biology and organic chemistry, I'm hoping to go into pediatric anesthesiology."

"That's cool."

"What about you? What're you doing in London?" Sarah questioned.

"I make YouTube videos for living," Vikk said, "So does Simon and a few of my other friends."

"Oh wow, really? Actually, I think I remember your name from somewhere... Vikk. Vikks. Vikkstart. Vikkstart123 isn't it?"

Vikk suddenly burst out laughing which made Sarah look down and blush. "Vikkstar123 is my main channel."

After that, the two just made a small talk to stall time. Though, longing for her diary, Sarah never happened to not notice how Vikk's hair was ruffled in a cute boyish kind of way, and how his teeth were almost perfectly straight... No! Stop thinking like that! He doesn't like you. You just met him.

"Erm... So my diary.." Sarah trailed off.

Vikk sighed and looked around. "I don't think your diary's in this house."

"W-what do you mean?" How could it not possibly be here. Simon said... Wait...

Sarah stood up and turned around, instantly running towards the door where she crashed into something, or a someone.

"You!" Sarah pointed a finger at Simon, "Lied to me!"

Simon held both of his hands up in defense, and slowly backed away until his back almost touched the front door.

"H-how could you? You knew how much that diary meant to me! How could you lie?" Sarah didn't know if she was angry or sad about this current situation she was in. All she knew was that she had to get away from him before ripping his head off with her nails.

Sarah turned around and ran upstairs, into the first room she saw. She could hear footsteps after her but she locked the door and sat on the bed.

Breathing heavily, Sarah finally let one tear slide down her cheek. Hastily, she rubbed it away with her sleeve again. She wasn't going to cry. Not again.