Let me in (S.M)

ten

song I recommend for this chapter: Come With Me (Pure Imagination) by Karmin

Violet is quiet in the morning, which I've never noticed since she's never stuck around long enough for me to witness her state. I wake her up at eight, after being woken up by a smirking Josh. She refused to wake up for ten minutes before I literally had to drag her out of bed. I tell her to get dressed before I run for a shower, I come back to find she's fell back to sleep.

I smile at her, her small body strewn out on my bed. I go to her bag and get her jeans out and throw them to her, I go to pass Violet her t-shirt but she mumbles something which I don't catch.

"What?" I ask, holding her shirt in my hand.

"I'm too cold for my t-shirt." She sleepily tells me, her eyes still closed.

I look around my room for inspiration and come upon my burgundy Sidemen hoodie, which is messily thrown in to a corner of my room. 

"Here, put this on." I throw it to her, she cuddles it in to her body before sighing and hauling her body up. 

I leave as she gets ready, going downstairs to get some food. I walk in to the kitchen to find Harry lying with his head on the kitchen island and Josh eating some cereal.

"Hey." I nod to the boys, Harry mumbles something and Josh nods back.

"So, you and Violet, eh?" Josh smirks, Harry staying still.

"Nah, it's nothing." I shake my head, nervously.

"Sure it's not." Josh laughs, placing his bowl in the sink before walking out.

"You alright, Harry?" I ask him, his head still face down on the kitchen island.

"Yeah mate, just tired." He replies, his voice hoarse.

"Alright man." I pat his back as I walk past.

I knock on my bedroom door and hear a muffled voice speak, I take that as permission to enter but instead walk in to find Violet putting her jeans on.

"Oh, wow-o-okay, sor-I, th-" I fumble over my words, trying to look anywhere but her legs.

"Simon, they're legs, not my boobs." She chuckles, her voice still tired. 

"Still, privacy and all." I reply, looking to her to see her pulling her jeans around her waist and buttoning them.

"Yeah, okay, whatever." She shakes her head, smiling.

I take her in and revel in her beauty. Her hair is tied back in to a ponytail, she's purposely brought a few strands forward to frame her cute face. My hoodie looks big on her body and despite it's seeming consumption of her, she looks content as she buries her chin in the top of it and hugs it close. Her glasses, as per usual, sit on her nose make her look even cuter. 

"I'm tired." She mumbles, wrapping her arms lazily around my waist and laying her head on my chest.

"I know, we'll be in the car soon and you can sleep." I chuckle, wrapping my arms around her.

Everyone piles in to their own car, I take Violet and only Violet, seen as everyone else seems happy getting a lift off someone else or driving their own car. Violet slips on her black Vans with a white strip across them as she pulls her hood up and walks to the car.

"You look hungover." I laugh, unlocking the car.

"I feel dead, this is too early." She yawns, opening the car door and getting in.