A Day (Vikkstar123/Sidemen Fanfiction)

Chapter 23

*3 days ago*

Simon's POV

"So are you gonna tell her, or am I?" Simon opened his eyes and looked down at the girl lying on his chest. She tilted her head up to meet his eyes and he caught her off guard by placing a quick kiss on her lips. "I'll tell her. She'll feel like I'm trying to hide it from her if you tell her and I don't. I'd rather not get on her bad side; again." He chuckled softly, leaning back against the sofa arm. Euphoria still filled him from the past few hours and he sighed, perhaps a little too loudly. "What?" The girl asked him, concerned. "I'm just incredibly happy right now; is that a crime?" He replied, trying not to sound defensive. He could tell by her expression that he had succeeded as it softened, a smile gracing her features. A smile he now knew was reserved only for him. How the hell did I get so damn lucky? The thought shot through his mind once again, causing an equally stupid smile to spread across his face.

A few more moments passed with them both simply enjoying each other's company before Simon checked his watch. His eyes widened when he realised how long he had been gone. "I should get going soon, they're gonna notice I'm not at home if I don't." He felt the girl's arms tighten around him, eliciting another smile. "So what?" She mumbled against his skin. "They're gonna find out eventually. Sooner, rather than later I should hope." He couldn't take it anymore. The feel of her lips on his skin was too much. In one swift movement, he rolled them over so that she was pinned beneath him, his arms shaking with the strain of keeping his weight off her. She squealed in surprise at the sudden change of position, but he cut off her protest quickly as his mouth met hers in a crushing kiss. Everything fell away as their bodies melded together, moving in unison. Simon could feel the tug of responsibility at the back of his mind, but roaming hands across his back pushed it away. I suppose I could stay a little longer... He caved, smirking against her lips.

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As he walked up to his front door, he replayed the past few hours in his head. He knew if anyone saw him come in, his goofy expression would give him away immediately, so he tried to be stealthy. Opening the door as quietly as he could, he slipped into the house and made his way upstairs, making sure to avoid the stairs that creaked. He was just walking through his door when Sophie came out of hers, clearly surprised to see him. "Where have you been then?" She asked, leaning on her doorframe, a smug smile on her face. I'm totally busted... However, I could just tell her now and not the others? He thought to himself as he turned around to face her. "Who says I've been anywhere?" He countered, keeping as calm as he could. She raised an eyebrow at him and he knew she could tell he way lying. "The fact you're actually wearing something other than sweatpants and a t-shirt, and that ridiculous smile on your face I just saw as you walked up the stairs; yes, I saw that, spill." She ordered, straightening, and walking towards him, pushing him into his room and shutting the door behind her. Well I guess this is as good a time as any...

He sat down in his chair and watched as Sophie flopped onto his bed, looking up at him with expectant curiosity. He sighed and began. "So, um, don't freak out too much but I may have gotten myself a girlfriend." Sophie's eyes widened and she stared at him for a few seconds. "Uh-" He tried to ask, but was cut off by a high pitched scream. He sat patiently as he waited for her to calm down. After a couple of minutes, she sat back down and demanded that he tell her everything. "Ok so, remember when Josh drove us both into London last week?" She nodded, hanging on his every word. "Well, um, how do I-" Before he could even finish his sentence, Sophie screamed again. "YOU'RE FUCKING DATING MILLY AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?!?" This time she caught him by surprise, and he jumped in his seat. She flung a pillow at him, hitting him square in the face. 

"I can't tell if you're mad or not?" He asked tentatively, bracing himself for another blow. As he predicted, a second pillow was thrown his way, but this time he caught it, tossing it to the side. "Sophs?" He prompted. She was stood on his bed, arms hanging by her sides, a look of incredulity upon her face. "Why in the world would I be mad? Ok yeah, I was a little bit peeved at first over the fact neither of you old me straight away but I guess that's your business and you wanted to see it was going anywhere...which I'm guessing it is?" He nodded in confirmation and her face broke into a wide grin. "Well I can't say I didn't see that coming because I didn't. I thought you'd both be stupidly shy and not talk to each other after then but I guess I was wrong. I'm happy for you, Si. Really."