Sidemen One Shots

Vikkstar123 - Secret

POV: Vikk

Warnings: Anxiety

Note: This is a late birthday present for UmbreTheWriter!!!

-Begin One Shot-

"Bye Vikk! Don't burn the house down!" called Simon as he exited the front door, slamming it behind him, leaving me in peace for a few hours.

I let out a long sigh as I leaned back against my chair, taking a moment to enjoy the fact that everyone is out of the house, leaving me to do whatever I wanted. I just didn't know what that was.

After a few moments, a thought came to my head. I tried to push it out but it kept coming back, taunting me. It was the realization that I could do something that I haven't done in a while. It was something I kept hidden as well as I could, worried about the reaction from my friends if they ever found out.

I felt a sickness enter my belly at thought. They would all probably call me a freak and make fun of me, more than they normally do anyway.

I let out another sigh and turned my gaze to my closet where deep inside, my secret was buried. I toyed with the thought of pulling it out, even for just a few short hours. It had been months since I had been able to. What with all the videos and trips, I had no time to be alone by myself to do this.

I guess now would be the best time to do this. I mean, I had a good 5 or 6 hours in the house by myself, no videos to record or edit, and nowhere to go.

After another moment of hesitation, I sat up in my chair taking a deep breath. It took me another moment before I could get the courage to stand up and head to the closet. I reached the door of my closet and placed my hand on the handle, pausing for a moment, fear creeping back into me.

I took a deep breath and rested my head against the smooth glass door which was cool to the touch.

"It is ok." I mumbled to myself, trying to calm my beating heart. "You are home alone. You can do this and no one will know." I tried to make myself believe my words even though I knew they were true.

After some deep breathing and more pep talk to myself, I finally pulled my head from the door and opened it, revealing a few suits and t-shirts I had hanging. I looked down at the floor and stared at the few pairs of shoes, scanning them until I looked at the corner of the closet where a removable panel was.

I bent down and moved a few pairs of shoes so I could crawl to the panel. I reached forward and pushed the panel to the side, revealing a small box, tightly sealed with tape. I reached forward and pulled it out. I backed all of the way out of my closet with the box in hand.

When I was fully out of the closet, (no pun intended at all) I set the box down and stared at it. It really didn't look like much but truthfully it was a lot. It was my deepest, darkest secret. I never even hinted anywhere near this secret, for fear of hatred from the ones I call friends.

I took a deep breath and reminded myself that they weren't here, they couldn't hate me for this.

I moved my hands to the top of the box and pulling back the tape before opening it. I looked down at the contents of the box. Bright colors looked back at me and brought a smile to my face.

I quickly moved my hands down and brought out the first piece of fabric, a cream colored sweater, with long sleeves that made it so I had sweater paws. I put the sweater down on the side and reached for the next piece of clothing. It was a pale lavender skirt. The skirt was short so when I wore it, it brushed against the top of my thighs, and if I twirled, which I did often when I wore it, it would flow up and reveal the special underwear I bought to go with it.