Fixing Her ⇉ Simon Minter [2]

SIXTEEN

I grunted as I pulled myself over the railing around JJ's weird balcony which was really the pool's roof. I brushed off my leggings and waited for Simon's slender figure to appear over the side of the railing.

"Just go through to my room, you can hide there for the day," I heard Simon grunt as he lifted himself up. I nodded although he couldn't see me and made my way to JJ's room, slipping through the door and through the house.

Arriving in Simon's room, I stood silently as I looked around. I couldn't ignore the stench of alcohol coming from the bathroom, so like every other person, I went to investigate.

As I pushed open the door, my mouth dropped open at the smell. It smelt like I'd been doused in Vodka and then showered in Rum. I coughed harshly and stepped further inside only to find the shower was literally filled with bottles and cans of different alcohols. How nobody had smelt this, baffled me.

"Rose?" I heard Simon whisper behind me, trying to be discreet to the fact I was home, and nobody knew.

"You have a problem," I breathed, turning to him after closing the bathroom door. Simon's face instantly fell, and I could see his brain working on an excuse but we both knew there was nothing he could say.

"When did it start?"

Simon's eyes brimmed with tears as he walked over and sat on the side of his bed that faced me.

"When you left for Guernsey," he admitted as his head hung and his eyes stared at the floor. I let out a sad sigh as I listened to Simon tell me his story of his heart break.

"You left just after I realised I loved you. I'd loved you before of course, back before I hurt you, but you never showed any signs. Then when I started to lie, I began to hate you, but I think I forced myself to. I still cared for your wellbeing.

I didn't think I loved you though, not until you left, and I watched your plane leave the airport. I was there with Harry, but you didn't know it. I'm surprised he even let me come but when you boarded, he waved me over and there we stood, both in love with you, watching you leave us. It fucking hurt."

I stayed silent after Simon had finished speaking, unsure of what to say. How did I tell him that it hurt me too, to leave my home because he'd been the one to break my heart?

"I wanted to stay," was all I managed to stay, Simon looking up slightly.

"Then why didn't you?"

I was lost for words again. I didn't actually know why I left, all I knew was that I couldn't stay with Simon, that didn't mean I had to leave London.

"Because I had to get away," I mumbled, not really sure in my answer. Simon fully looked up at me and I saw the guilt in his eyes for the first time, the pain he'd caused both of us.

"I'm sorry."

I nodded and found myself walking over and standing before Simon. The blond stared up at me and we locked eyes, both of us unsure of what the hell was going on.

I had never been so lost in my life, staring at the boy I hated and loved, the tension in the air as thick as blood.

I couldn't lie and say I didn't want to kiss Simon because I really fucking did but I knew it wouldn't end well. I was trying to build something with Dan and kissing Simon would make everything worse.

"I'm going to see the boys, I won't tell them where you are," Simon finally mumbled, standing up and walking past me. I stepped away and watched as he disappeared from the room, leaving me alone.

I sighed and jumped onto Simon's bed as I realised I had to hide in here for the rest of the day whilst everyone did their thing downstairs.

Groaning, I pulled out my phone and clicked on the YouTube app.

♕

I was cuddled up in Simon's bedsheets when he re-entered the room. It had been hours since he left and since we'd arrived home. I'd heard him and Vik arguing at first because he wouldn't tell him where I was even though I was upstairs.

"Vik's getting worried," Simon told me as he walked over and stood in front of me. I looked up from my phone and shrugged, tugging the bed sheets higher up my body.

"I'll see him tomorrow, I want to stay here," I muttered as I threw my phone of the bed and yawned. It was 10pm but I was already out of it, the events of this morning draining me.

"Okay."

Simon sighed and turned away from me before sitting at his desk. He didn't say much after that, he spent the rest of the night editing his new video. I watched him the whole time, silent in my gaze. It was nice to be away from everyone and just lying in silence. It honestly felt like I was back with Simon and it was a normal night in his bed.

I was thinking of him thewhole night as I watched him edit, until I felt my eyes droop and the worldwent black.