Let me in (S.M)

thirteen

song I recommend for this chapter: Somewhere Only We Know by Lily Allen

Violet wakes up at around twelve, all of us being up by then. She wanders in to the kitchen looking a little lost.

"Hey." She mumbles, sitting on a chair.

"How you feeling?" I ask, making some cereal for her.

"My head hurts." She groans, as I grab a spoon.

"I'm not surprised, Harry's sorry 'bout that, by the way." I smile, handing her a bowl of cereal, which she happily takes.

"I need to go get some new glasses, my cereal looks blurry." She sighs, beginning to eat.

"I'll take you for some later, I'm gonna go jump in the shower, you alright for two minutes?" I ask, standing at the door frame.

"I'm not a five year old Simon, you can go shower." She nods, I smile and walk away. 

I shower and get changed in the space of ten minutes and walk back downstairs to find Vikk and Violet talking.

"C'mon then, I guess we need to go get you some glasses." I smile at Violet, her eyes slightly glazed over.

"Well, considering she called me Ethan when I walked in, I would think that's the best." Vikk laughs, causing Violet to grin.

I place my hand in hers and lead her up the stairs, I place her bag on the bed and begin to walk out when she grabs my wrist.

"Simon, I kinda can't see where my hands are going." She mumbles.

"Oh-uh-right, d-do you want help?" I stutter.

"If you wouldn't mind." She chuckles, nodding.

"Ye-yeah, no-sure, course." I nod back.

Violet goes to slip her (my) hoodie off but it gets stuck halfway up her head. I laugh, helping her. She stands in front of me in just her bra and a pair of joggers. She looks down and bites her lip.

"Simon?" She whispers.

"Mhmm?" I murmur, my eyes not being able to leave her body.

"You're staring." She groans lightly, folding her arms over her stomach.

"Is that a bad thing?" I ask, moving my eyes to her bag and taking a t-shirt out of it.

"I don't know." She shrugs, still not looking up.

"Here." I say, motioning for her to put her arms up.

She lifts them up and I pull the shirt over her head. 

"This is really awkward." Violet laughs.

"Maybe a little." I laugh back.

Violet manages to slip her shoes on and searches for my hand as I slide my phone off of my bedside table.

"This is a weird feeling, I hate Harry." She huffs, as we walk down the stairs.

I laugh, Violet says goodbye to Vikk as we leave the house. 

We drive to the opticians and Violet picks out a similar pair of glasses to her old one's, except they are just a plain, matte black. She grins as she wears them, basking in her vision again. 

"I'm hungry." She pouts, as we walk out of the opticians.

"I'll take you for something to eat, c'mon." I smile at her, pulling her hand as we walk down the street.