Watcher (KSImon)

Nineteen

I didn't think this was going up today, but I pulled through. It might not be AMAZING it's kinda late, sorry in advance. I watched like twenty YouTube videos while writing, so it took me about two hours XD

Ethan stared at me in silence. My eyes started to sting with tears. I always seemed to be crying. Why was that?

He looked to the ground, and made a little smile. His hand was still holding mine tight. Ethan than grabbed me and pulled me into a tight embrace.

"It's okay Simon. It's okay," he gave me condolences, "you're still the amazing footballer Simon Minter, all the same. You haven't changed, besides the fact that you could be infatuated with any one of us!" Ethan chuckled a bit.

"But what if they don't accept it?"

"Then they can go die in a hole. You're still Simon!" Finally, Ethan released me from the bear hug.

"Can you not tell anyone?" I asked timidly.

"I wasn't planning on it. Take your time."

I was glad to have such kind people as friends.

~~~

Ethan and I headed out to a soccer pitch at noontime. Harry and Callum McGinley were already there.

"HARRY!" Ethan screamed. The two waved cheerfully back.

I flashed back to old Harry; bags under his eyes, scowling, hair a horrid mess. Now I see him, he actually looks happy, like he found something.

"Oh my God," Harry gaped, seeing me, "Ethan- you didn't- tell me that Simon bloody Minter was joining us!" He started to bound towards me, jumping into my arms. I fall over, and he's laying across me with a stupid grin on his face.

Harry stood up and brushed the grass off his shorts, "I haven't seen you since forever! Actually graduation! You disappeared Simon? What's the meaning of that?"

I couldn't bear not telling you anymore.. I thought.

"I had Uni," I say.

"Pfft not until the fall!" Cal whined, but changed the subject, "so. Catch me up while we wait for the rest of the guys."

 "Well," Ethan started to stroll off, since he already heard the story, "I transferred from Edinburgh to..."

"MATES! OTHER CAL'S HERE!"

"Cal who?"

"Calsqueezy! That's who!" Harry shouted.

A brown haired boy with bright eyes started to jog over. He had a prosthetic leg, showing it off with a pair of shorts. 

Callum Airey.

"Cal!" Ethan shouted. 

"Ay...." his bright eyes flickered, looking over to me. 

Cal had left school after the accident. I hadn't seen him in such a long time. I waved awkwardly. He seemed to be suppressing a laugh.

"Simon," a cheeky smile appeared on his face, but his eyes showed he was still guarded. Did he let go of the accident? "How's it going mate?"

"Well, what about you?"

"I'm just fine," Cal smirked. Seeing that I was staring at his leg, he wiggled it a bit, "yeah. I got out alive with two cracked ribs and no left leg, if that was what you were thinking. The past is in the past.

I looked at the ground, upset at myself. Cal patted my shoulder, slightly tenderly, "it's all good, Simon. Don't worry. Beat me up if you'd like."

"Ha no," I laughed a bit. Maybe he was ok. 

Ethan was setting up the cameras with Harry while I talked to Cal.

"Let's go. Crossbar challenge," Ethan shouted, clapping his hands, "HELLO! I HAVE THREE YOUTUBERS WITH ME TODAY! HARRY, OR W2S, CAL, OR CALFREEZY, CALLUX, AND OUR GOOD OLD FRIEND, SIMON MINTER! Who's channel is called Miniminter for the people out there. Go subscribe."

I still had some amazing skills up my sleeve, though I was a little rusty. 

"Dang, son," Harry shook his head, checking the score, "naturally, Simon won."

Ethan giggled and patted my back, "atta boy! See you later with another video!" 

I waved at the screen, Cal jumped onto my back and we danced around.

Just like a piece to a puzzle, I clicked back together. I belonged once more.