Third Person
Simon arrived at hannah's house, he was a little confused but he knew tonight he was getting laid that's for sure.
I walked up to her door and knocked the door. She opened up the door than she smiled.
"Hey." Simon awkwardly said and she left him in. Simon was definitely nervous but he wanted it to end.
They sat on cough and watched a movie in Netflix, he needed to do the first move obviously. "Hey Han." She looked over at him. He put his hand on her thigh and his other hand on her jaw. He slowly leaned in and kissed her.
She responded in no time, she was a little rough, but she was in love with the sex. He pushed her rougher which made her go even more rough. She took off his shirt and he took of hers. She wanted it to be the best night of hers. She knew that Simon never disappoints.
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Simon shot up from his sleep. He has realized that he was naked and sleeping next to hannah. He stretched and grabbed his clothes. He was used to seeing hannah naked. They had been in a relationship for so long.
He got up and put on his clothes slowly. He noticed that hannah began to wake up. Hannah got up and went to the bathroom.
After getting ready, Simon went and sat on hannah's couch watching some Netflix. Hannah came out of the bathroom all ready and smiled at Simon.
Simon smiled back a fake smile because he knew he wasn't happy. Simon wants to be out of his state, he hates being lost and scared. She sat next to him and he tenses up a little. He felt like his head was under water but he was still breathing perfectly fine.
He slowly put his arm around her, making sure she that she didn't know that he knew everything about her little game. He felt as he was betraying his self respect and his own self esteem. She smiled and kissed his cheek.
"I love you." Words that could play him every time they came out of her mouth. He looked down at her and kissed her forehead. It feels so good to be cared about. All of the sudden, he snapped out of it. "She really does have a cure on me." He mumbled to himself and she didn't hear him luckily.
He zoned out thinking about he could solve his problem. Hannah just watched the movie, she enjoyed being in his company but he hated her and her company.
In fact, she disgusted him with her works of hatred. He never knew he was dating a devil. He picked up his phone as it was ringing. He saw that the call was from JJ, his best friend.
"Hey I gotta take this." Simon stood up moving away from hannah. Simon walked out of her apartment to talk on the phone. Hannah was sat there pissed off, she didn't want him to move.
After a while, Simon walked back in and smiled a fake smile at hannah. She couldn't resist his smile, so she smiled back. He put his hands in his pockets and sighed.
"I have to leave," he started off which made hannah stand up too, "me and the sidemen have to go to Ibiza for a project." He got closer to her and she frowned at him.
His body forced him to lean in and kiss her. She didn't hesitate to kiss back as he thought she loved him. He knew this would be a good way to get his mind of off things. She held him close to her but he really was just uncomfortable.
"I'll miss you baby." She whispered into his ear, he kissed her forehead. He felt bad for never responding to her love or her nice nicknames.
"I'll see you." He said as he slowly opened up the door and left. He breathed in the cold beautiful air, he felt like hannah's apartment was too stuffy.
Simon walked over to his car and started driving.
Little did he know, Hannah was staring at him out of the window. She was for sure knowing that she wasn't going to miss him, she just wanted some new diamonds for when he comes back. She smiled to her self and closed the curtains.
He drove out of her driveway and onto the highway. Simon felt so revealed now that he didn't have to deal with her and the dreams won't be going on.
Little did he know, that was definitely not the end of the dreams.
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Thot Curse (•Simon Minter/Selena Gomez•)
Romance"You feel into the Thot Curse." He was her seventh victim. She might have been his first. She told me she loved me. I believed her.
