They Didn't Know (A Minizerk Fanfiction) {HIATUS}

Chapter 15: Pizza

Josh's POV:

We didn't really talk much on the way back, mainly listening to my playlist and joining in with some of the songs. Before we knew it, I was pulling onto the drive and turning the engine off.

"Well that was quick." Simon said, as he climbed out and walked towards the door before I could answer.

"Yeah, told you it would be." I replied, walking to join him as he unlocked the door and carried on.

"Thanks again Josh, I don't know how long I'd have been out there or where I'd have ended up if you hadn't offered to pick me up."

"And again, it's fine. I was half expecting you to have wandered into the middle of nowhere, so it was helpful that you were somewhere we both know." I laughed, once again, something I can't help doing at Simon's antics. Luckily, he joined me laughing too, else I'd have felt bad.

We stepped inside the house and went straight into the kitchen for food because we were both starving. We didn't even have to say anything, we both just knew what the other was thinking and moved towards the kitchen door.

"There better be some food in the fridge. If JJ has eaten it all again I swear." Simon mumbles as he walks towards the fridge and I grab two cups from the cupboard.

"Anything?" I ask as I hear the fridge door open.

He groans, "Nope, we've got nothing."

"Takeaway?"

"Looks like we've got no other choice."

"Hey," I chuckle, "don't say that like it's a bad thing. I'll just order us some pizza before we record, okay?"

"Yeah, okay, I'll go ask Vikk and JJ if they want any."

I nod my head, "Okay."

I watched him walk out and up the stairs, just to make sure he was okay, before carrying on with making us both drinks. I grabbed the bottle of Dr. Pepper from the side and poured myself a glass before pouring Simon a glass of Coke. I really need to stop this obsession with Dr. Pepper because I'm pretty sure it isn't healthy. Oh well.

He returned not long after, telling me that Vikk didn't want any and that JJ was gonna sort his own food out in a bit.

I grabbed my phone and dialed the oh so familiar number, ordering our usual pizzas.

"Now all we have to do is wait." I told him as I ended the phone call.

"How long?" he asked, looking up from his phone.

"About 15-20 minutes." He just nodded in reply, before returning to his phone.

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A short silence later, the doorbell rang and we both groaned, not wanting to move.

"I'll get it." I said, forcing myself out of my chair for the sake of food.

I answered the door, collected our pizzas and returned to the kitchen. I gave Simon his before beginning mine. In my mind I was still contemplating asking him something but I didn't know whether he would be comfortable talking about it, or whether he'd want to at all.

Fuck it. "Hey Si? What were you clearing you head from when you went out for a walk?"

Simon's POV: