Sidemen Imagines

Dinner (Part 2, Simon #4)

I'm so sorry for not uploading for about a month but I've had important exams on but now I'm completely finished! I have about 12 weeks off so hopefully will be writing a lot.

Simon was still holding me in his arms, making sure he was forgiven for earlier. "We should probably leave for the car now otherwise we might be even later", I said removing my damp face from his chest. He caught my moist eyes but didn't comment on them; instead he glanced down to his wrist to find his watch.

"Yeah we should probably have left 5 minutes ago", he quietly said removing an arm from my back, and lifted his hand up to my face where he gently stroked away the salty drops and then lowered his arm down to his side. "Ready to leave?" Simon asked carefully. I nodded my head in response and upturned the corners of my mouth slightly. He extended his arm over to the side, grabbing hold of his car keys before placing them in his pocket. Then he output his palm, awaiting me to take his hand which I did and then Simon locked my hand into his before gently squeezing to dissolve some of the thick fog hanging between us.

We drove in the car listening to some music, at a medium volume, the usual, before we pulled up at the restaurant. We both exited and met up with our friends who had only just arrived themselves making it seem like nothing had happened between us and that's how we wanted it to be. I kept hold of Simon's hand until we sat down, him going to the corner, by the wall and me to the right of him, open to rest of the people nearby.

We all ordered our food, drinks and were now waiting for it to arrive. Even though I'd known these friends for a few years, I was still super nervous and anxious. I shook my leg underneath the table and tapped my foot uncontrollably trying to calm my nerves down. Why was I like this? Was it even anything to do with my friends? Was it perhaps Simon?

I moved my view from the wooden table, up to my left, onto Simon. He was sitting formally and keeping a casual conversation going. However he looked to be the tiniest bit uncomftable, but not noticeable to anyone who hasn't known him for years, I could barely notice myself but there was a slight twang to his voice that was strained. Forcing himself to be uplifting and positive; it only made me tap my foot more.

He finally glanced across to me, stretching the strain that I wished to vanish before me but it had housed its self to him. I could feel my facial expressions downgrading and my eyes bulging more. Then I suddenly felt cold tissue against mine, on my shaky hand that was now steadying out. I glanced down and then back up, slowly as if everything was normal, and gave Simon a small smile which he returned.

"We're in this together, not just you (Y/N), I would never allow it like that and at least we'll be home soon", Simon whispered to me as he leant down, close to my ear. He then proceeded to lift up my chin with his other hand, found my lips and kissed them caringly and at the same time gripped tightly onto my hand. I responded by tightening my grip on his hand and kept it secure after he'd kissed me. I gazed down to our intertwined hands and stopped when I reached Si's wrist which read 6:10pm roughly. Only about an hour or two before we would be home again, just longer than an hour before we could get into the comforting car.

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We both spoke and acted more relaxed after we connected. I had just about finished eating my main meal, before everyone else as usual, so I sat looking around as if occupied when I caught eyes with (F/N) (Friends name) and she looked like she needed some room to breathe. I started to shuffle along the bench and swing my legs out from under the table. "I'm just going to the toilet", I said quietly to Si as he continued to eat but nodded his head. "You coming (F/N)?" I asked and she got the message straight away and followed behind me silently until we reached the room. We both let out a sigh as we were now free.

"Thanks (Y/N), I really needed to leave for a little bit", (F/N) said relieved. There wasn't anyone else in the room so we were alone with each other's company.

"No problem and I needed some new air myself", I replied back truthfully but my voice cracked slightly part way through, hopefully she didn't spot it.

"Nice voice crack", she commented back, laughing. Of course she noticed which made my chuckle a tiny bit in response before I contained myself, waiting for her to do the same. She eventually stopped and looked into my eyes. "What's wrong (Y/N)? You don't seem yourself tonight", she asked being serious now. I started to open my mouth but then closed it giving myself a little time and then I tried again.

"I'm fine, just not feeling great that's all," I said to her as I tried to steady my uneven voice.

"No, there's more to it than that. What's up?" She replied taking hold of my left arm that I instantly shook off and backed away from her.

"There's nothing wrong, honest", I agitatedly said but soon after, I became weak. I walked quickly over to (F/N) where she kindly accepted my embrace and allowed me to wither in her arms.

It's quite short but part 3, the last part, will be longer. Anyways hope you enjoyed.