Fixing Her ⇉ Simon Minter [2]

THIRTEEN

Admittedly, I had no clue where I was at this time. It was about 7pm and I'd left at 1pm to go to Harry's. I'd been wondering London for about 6 hours and still hadn't gone home.

Well, that wasn't me getting lost, I just didn't want to go home. I didn't want to see Simon, I didn't want to talk to Dan over messages or phone call, I didn't even want to speak to Vik. I wanted to be alone, but I knew in the streets of London, being a lonely and vunerable girl wasn't the best idea.

Pulling out my phone, I checked the missed calls from Vik and pulled up our messages.

TO Vik:

Hey, I'm in London somewhere. Can you send one of the boys to get me? Sending you my location x

I sighed and shoved my phone back in my hoodie pocket, the harsh winds of London now nipping at me. I guess I'd blocked out the cold on my walk through London.

To be honest, I could've walked past a plane crash and blocked it out. I was all over the place. I had Simon on my mind and being a general dick. I had Dan and I closing in on having a relationship I wasn't even sure I wanted. I had lost Harry as a friend and everything we were before. I didn't even know how my sister would react if she knew her sister and her best friend's brother weren't friends anymore.

I had so much on my mind I didn't even notice the huge rock on the floor in front of me. Needless to say, I went down with a painful thump.

I didn't even need to look at my injury to know what happened, blood trickling into my eye. As I pushed myself up, I hissed at the wing against the gash of my forehead, blood now seeping into my mouth.

I gagged and spat on the floor, not bothering with manners. Without trying to get too dizzy, I stood up and looked around. Now, I'm not crazy when I say the world isn't supposed to spin, am I?

I groaned as I tried to stumble forward, the pain above my left eyebrow unignorable.

"Fuck," I hissed as I gripped a lamppost and leaned against the cold metal, the world slowly coming to a stop.

"Rose?"

I snapped my head up at the sound of my name and instantly regretted it, blood dripping into my eye. I cursed loudly and held a hand over my eyes, grimacing at the blood trickling over my hand.

"Rose!"

With only one eye, I turned around to see a blurry figure running towards me.

"I fell over, don't worry," I muttered as the figure gripped my arms and held me still.

"You idiot why are you out here?"

"Well I was going to go home but I didn't want to be around everyone," I huffed as the figure lightly tugged me around, my vision slowly clearing.

"You could've told someone, Ro," the figure, who now had dark hair, groaned. I just rolled my eyes and followed the figure, who really could've been anyone, but I was trusting them.

Eventually, I assume we arrived at a car as the significantly less blurry figure let my wrist go.

"Before I get in a car, who is this? There's too much blood in my eye for me to see," I mumbled, watching the figure walk around something.

"It's Josh, Vik insisted I came to get you, not anybody else."

I silently thanked Vik as Josh gripped my arm and led me into the car, buckling me in. I smiled and sighed, resting my head against the car seat.

I was an idiot to be out this late in London, in winter. There were so many creeps nowadays, I didn't even want to think what could've happened.

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So I may not be sticking to the upload plan but the more the merrier! I might just update it at this point to every Wed, Fri and the occasional Sat.