Not knowing what else to do, Simon stood up and walked to Josh's room, leaving his girlfriend, a sobbing mess, in his room.
Noticing there was no sticky note that said he was recording, Simon barged in. Josh swivelled around in his chair, looking somewhat annoyed.
"Josh. I need your help please."
"That's not what you were saying last night," Josh replied, turning around again to pay attention to the video he was currently editing.
Confused, Simon asked what he meant.
"You and that girl last night right?," he said. Not seeing whether Simon nodded, he continued, "I tried stopping you from going upstairs with her and you told me to fuck off."
Simon hit himself in the forehead and swore at himself for not listening to Josh. "Look, Josh, please," Simon walked over to Josh's chair. "I'm sorry. I was stupid and angry at Hailey and I fucked up so badly. And I don't know what to do," Simon said, slumping onto Josh's bed.
Josh turned around again. "Does she know?", he asked, referring to Hailey. When Simon nodded, Josh whispered, "fuck."
"Please Josh help me, I literally can't even look at her hurting this much," Simon begged.
"I told you that would happen," Josh mumbled to himself. "What can I even do?", he spoke up.
Simon sat up a bit. "I know I went up to my room with her, but I don't know if I slept with her. I honestly don't think I would have but when I asked her this morning, she wouldn't tell me."
"That's fucked up. So what do you want me to do?", Josh asked.
"I'm pretty sure Freya is friends with her or at least knows her. Can you ask her to ask this girl whether she and I had sex? Please," he begged.
Josh sighed and nodded, pulling out his phone to ask his girlfriend. "I don't think she'll reply straight away so go to Hailey, and I'll let you know if she says anything."
Simon left the room and headed back to his, hearing the crying yet again, feeling his heart break just knowing how sad Hailey was.
Although they had only been together for less than year, Hailey had quickly grown attached to Simon, and he to her.
He walked in, seeing her wiping her face with the sleeves of his jumper that she was still wearing.
He walked towards her, sitting opposite her, placing his hands on her legs.
"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."
"You're just like him," she whispered. Her eyes red and her voice hoarse.
"What?", he looked up after finally hearing her speak.
"You're just like him," she said louder. Simon knew exactly who he was being compared to. Hailey watched as hurt filled his eyes, and she felt his hands move away from her legs.
"I'm nothing like him," Simon stated. "You know I'm not," he said, offended.
"He cheated on me, I found out, he had no explanation except that he was 'really sorry'. Doesn't that sound familiar?", she almost spat.
Hearing her comparison of him to her ex hurt. Simon knew that he was always better than the guy Hailey had been complaining about when they first met. He knew.
He knew that she had never even compared the two because they were on totally opposite ends of the spectrum. One was loving and treated her as if she actually meant something to him, while the other barely even acknowledged her.
"Please," he pleaded, ignoring the hurtful comments she had made, "I fucked up, I know. I don't know what the fuck was going through my head."
"It's not hard to guess," she replied. At his confused look, she explained. "Some beautiful girl comes up to you while your drunk, she insists you take her upstairs, why wouldn't you go?"
"Cause I have a girlfriend?", he stated the obvious, still confused by her explanation.
"Who looks nothing like that," she pointed to her phone, where the photo of the girl was still displayed. "Who can't be seen in public with you, who-"
"Stop," Simon cut her off. "She is not what I want," he shuffled towards her on his knees to cup her face in his hands.
Simon felt a buzz in his trouser pocket and pulled out his phone. Josh had sent him screenshots of the conversation between Freya and Talia.
Hey Talia!!
I saw the photos of you and Simon.
I know I've just seen them too!
You know he has a gf right?
🙄🙄🙄
Yeah he made that clear last night.
What do you mean?
We went to his room and kissed.
He took off his shirt but then he freaked out and started going on about the gf
Freaked out?
Like rambling on about how much she means to him and how peng she is and shit like that
What a way to make another girl feel special right?
So you didn't sleep with him?
I wish. He fell asleep while talking about her.
That fuckin gf must be something special
Simon's face lit up as he read through the messages.
"What is it?", she grumbled, somewhat confused at how he could be so happy considering the current situation.
"Okay remember how I said I was drunk and I couldn't remember much from last night?" She nodded. "I wasn't completely sure whether I slept with her or not. And I asked her this morning and she wouldn't tell me, so I couldn't deny it when you asked me."
Hailey looked puzzled, trying to understand what was going on.
"So I got Freya to ask her and this is what she said." Simon turned his phone towards Hailey, smiling proudly.
"So you didn't sleep with her," Hailey clarified. Simon nodded, sighed and moved back to give Hailey space.
Hailey wiped her eyes again, trying to wrap her head around the whole situation. She then tackled him to the ground, pinning him to the soft rug.
She placed light kisses on whatever skin she could see, beyond excited over the news she had heard. Tears were rolling down her cheeks as they both smiled and laughed while their bodies connected again.
He rolled them over so that he could get up, and then pull her up to. "I'm seriously so sorry for all of it. I'm never getting drunk without you there again."
Hailey rolled her eyes at how silly his promise seemed. "It's okay Simon, you don't have to do that. I trust you. And," she paused, "I'm sorry for comparing you to Sean. I know you're nothing like that."
Simon smiled at her apology, confirming that he was nothing like her ex. "I love you, you know?", he asked, pulling her into a hug.
"I know," she mumbled against his chest, her hands wrapping around his waist, meeting at his back. "I love you too," she whispered.
