Sidemen//Oneshots

Harry X Simon. It's been so long omfg sorry

Simon frowned as he tightly grasped Harrys hand into his own. "Its okay, Simon. I'll be here with you the entire time." Simon looked over to Harry, nodding. "Yeah." He mumbled.

The blonde took a step into the house, looking around at the familiar decorations and build. Simons old adoptive mother watched his him with angry eyes.

"Am I. . . Am I allowed to go up to my old room?" Simon asked quietly, looking over at Lara (adoptive Mother). She smiled sadly and nodded, disappearing into the kitchen quickly after.

Simon nodded to himself and made his way up the familiar staircase. As he neared the door to his old room; his body froze, hand on the doorknob reading to turn it and go inside but not capable of doing so. Harry gently placed his hand atop Simons, turning their hands together and gently pushing the door open.

Simon felt as tears started to form on his waterline. "Fuck..." He whispered, glancing at everything and nothing. Everything was the same and memories of his childhood, a few months of it, flashed across his mind.

Images of Simon and his adoptive brother playing together flew across his mind as if a whirlwind of pain and sorrow. Harry didn't want to step over the small line he was already teetering off of. So he did what any rational human being would, he jumped onto the child bed and started to bounce on it.

Simons head snapped up and he stared at Harry, a smile slowly started to lift his features, his glossy eyes releasing a few more tears before steadily stopping all together. "Sammy used to do that whenever he was throwing a fit. Used to rile his parents up real bad. Then he'd hide behind me as they scolded him." Simon's lower lip wobbled and he quickly bit onto it, steadying it.

"Why...." Harry quickly got off the bed and made a quick stride towards the blonde, wrapping him into a hug. "I'm so sorry, Si." "Don't apologize. Please." Harry sighed but nodded, holding the back of Simons head. The blonde stayed still in Harrys arms. He didn't want to remove the arms but he didn't want to raise his own to finalize the hug.

Suddenly Simon ripped away and jogged over to the bed, bending down to grab an unknown item. Simon held it agaisnt his chest, both arms wrapped around it as if protecting it from the world.

"I think...I think we should go now." Simon whispered in contentment. Harry nodded and held the bedroom door open wide enough for Simon to slip pass and make his way down the staircase.

Lara appeared from the living room, a tissue under her eyes as she dabbed at the free falling drops of liquid. "I'll...I'll see you tomorrow, Lara." Simon walked towards the woman and let the object agaisnt his chest, fall to his side with his hand. They embraced in a loving hug and the woman whispered something into his ear:

"He loved you so much.." Simon felt his chest tighten as he nodded sadly, saying he loved Sammy and the two parents just as much.

The mother and son released and the two men made their way out of the house, heading down to the car.

"Simon? What's that?" Harry asked, pointing at the stuffed bunny on Simons lap. Simon smiled down at the toy, "Harry the hare." He chuckled sadly, turning a wet smile Harrys way.

Harry bit his lip.