Moving On (A Sidemen Fanfiction)

XXVII

*Simon's POV*

My cheek tingled where she had kissed me and it made me smile wide. "You worry too much. Now go do your job." She was going to the doctor today and Josh had scheduled a stream that I didn't know about until this morning. I was very thankful she understood and it reminded me of my ex that always complained when I had to do something that didn't revolve around her. "I'll bring back Nando's." She smiled before giving me a small wave and escaping out of the front door. "She's lovely, you know? Bringing us Nando's without us even asking." Josh's laugh behind me made me smile again. She really was lovely.

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        There was a soft knock on my bedroom door, making me slip my headphones off. "Come in!" I turned to face the door and smiled as Mackenzie entered. She had food in her hands, holding it out to me as she approached. "How'd it go?" I asked. She sighed, sitting down on my spare chair and sliding it towards me. "Good, actually. No bad news." I nodded along to what she was saying. "Any good news?" I asked. She shrugged. "They said that there was a slim chance of it happening again, but you never know." I bit my lip as I looked away from her. Thinking about something happening to her again made me nervous. I wasn't ready to lose her. "I think you should move in. Permanently." I said as I met her eyes again. "I dunno, Simon. I love my house." She said with a small, sad smile. Maybe she thought that I wanted her to move in because we were together - which I kind of did - and that I was moving too fast. But I just wanted to protect her as much as I could. But no matter where she was living, if something happened it just happened. There wasn't anything either of us could do to prevent it. "And I think after we get back from L.A. I'll go home." She said quietly. I nodded slowly, but I didn't want her to leave. "We only live like ten minutes away from each other. It'll be okay." She said reassuringly before standing up. It was like she was reading my mind, understanding my worries about us not seeing each other as much. I stood up too, wrapping her in my arms. "Until then, we are spending quality time together." I said, making her laugh light into my chest. "After you edit." She looked up at me. It was strange how she wanted me to work. Well it wasn't strange. It was just so different to what my ex used to be like. "Trying to get rid of me already?" I asked. "Just don't want you stressing about it later. I'll be in my room." She said quietly. She went to walk away but I grabbed her hand, pulling her back. I pulled her up towards me and bent down to meet her somewhere in the middle. I connected our lips quickly. It seemed that I could never get tired of kissing her. And I really hoped she felt the same way towards our kisses. I hoped she cherished every single one of them like I did.

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      I walked slowly into Mackenzie's room to see her sat at her desk on her laptop, her eyebrows furrowed as she concentrated on whatever. She didn't even hear me come in and didn't look up until I spoke. "You look very concentrated." I said with a small laugh. Her face relaxed when she looked at me. "I'm extremely concentrated." She said. I walked closer to see what she was looking at. It was a picture of her in lingerie, obviously taken at a Victoria's Secret photoshoot. "Damn." I mumbled, feeling a smile creep its way onto my face. "Stop it." She said quietly, closing the picture. "C'mon, loads of people look at that picture everyday." I said as I looked down at her. I could see the blush on her cheeks and I could tell she was trying to hide it. "No they don't. It was never released to the public." She said, glancing up at me innocently. "And why not? I'd love to look at it everyday." She shrugged, ignoring the last thing I said. "Why are you looking at pictures of yourself anyways? Conceited much?" I joked. She rolled her eyes, a small smile creeping onto her face. "No. I just like to improve myself." She said as she closed her laptop, standing before I could say anything about how she was already perfect and there was hardly any room for improvements. "I have a photoshoot tomorrow that I am so not looking forward too." She said as she made her way towards her wardrobe. "Why not?" I asked as I watched her. The way she moved so elegantly sparked an adoring feeling inside of me. She shrugged again, locking eyes with me. Her eyes were usually filled with joy but now they looked different. They didn't necessarily look sad, just a bit off. "What's wrong?" I asked, taking a small step towards her. She bit her lip lightly, obviously contemplating telling me. She was always been so happy and positive - like she was just hours ago - and it made my heart sink to think she was anything but happy. I wondered if that's how she felt about me. I thought back to the first time we met, when I was balling my eyes out. Although we didn't know each other then, I was curious to know if she was upset at seeing me upset. I doubted it because, like I said, we didn't know each other. But the thought was still there. Perhaps she had took one look at me and instantly developed feelings, like I did with her. Though I seriously doubted that. "I've been thinking a lot about Nick lately. I just miss him." Her voice brought me out of my thoughts. "Not your brother, mine." She added quickly. She never spoke of her brother and I could tell that doing so hurt her. Yet she still smiled. "Come here." I said, opening my arms to her. She stepped forward to meet me and instantly gave in to the hug. She seemed so fragile and broken then. It was hard to see her like this. To see anyone that always made you so happy so down is enough to break you. Stop thinking about your own feelings for a second, she needs you. I pulled her closer to me, if that was possible. "Are you alright?" I whispered. I felt her nod and a small sigh escaped from my lips. One that I disguised by speaking. "Let's get you to bed." I mumbled before loosening my grip on her, bending down more, and sweeping her up bridal style. "Simon!" She squealed, her arms remaining tightly around my neck. "What?" I laughed as I started to spin in circles. "Put me down!" She pleaded. I looked down at her to see her eyes closed, her head buried into my neck. I had carried her before, but only when she was asleep. I didn't realize she'd freak out like this. "C'mon, lighten up." I mumbled. She opened her eyes, backing away from me enough so she could see my face before one of her hands dropped from my neck and flipped me off. "Wow. That was rude." I frowned at her, beginning to walk towards the bed. "No it's - Stop it!" She was cut off by her own plead again as I pretended to throw her violently on the bed. But I didn't let her go, so she remained safely in my arms. I finally dropped her onto the bed but her arms remained around my neck, causing me to bend down with her. "You're a dickhead." She mumbled as I hovered over her. "I'm your dickhead." I smirked. This made her laugh loudly, throwing her head back as she did so. "That makes it sound like I have a dick." She said after she had stopped laughing. I couldn't help but admire her as she smiled widely. She was just so breathtakingly beautiful. "So are you going to kiss me or are you just going to stare at me?" She questioned, cocking an eyebrow at me. A breathy chuckle escaped me before I leaned down to connect our lips, which made my heart pound out of my chest. She was the first to pull away, which was normal as she couldn't breath most times. But this time her breathing seemed fine as she gazed up at me. "Your necklace keeps hitting my chin." She said, obviously holding back a laugh. I pushed myself off of her, muttering an apology. Once I was sitting on the bed I went to slip it off but she stopped me by placing a small hand on my forearm. Her touch mesmerized me, even if it was just a small nudge. "Leave it on. It's hot." She mumbled, straddling my lap and kissing me again, not giving me a chance to start blushing, which I seemed to be doing a lot of lately.

A/N
1540 words :) and it's kinda cute. The end is near...