SnowBaz Oneshots

Truly Amazing

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  --Me

*Basilton's POV*

"Simon? Can you come here for a second?" I call put into our flat.

I'm standing in our bedroom, staring at the computer screen in shock.
Simon was the last one to use the computer, and it looks as though he forgot to sign out of his account. I'm not sure if I'm glad he didn't, or if I wish I had never discovered what he was doing.

"Yes, Darling? What do you need?" Simon asks cheerfully as he enters the room. I stare at him, no expression on my face, and wait for him to realize what I see. And as he looks over to me, eyes glancing at the screen, his face falls in horror.

"Baz- I-I didn't...th-that isn't-Baz!" He stutters out, blue eyes wide and hand pulling at his bronze curls. Usually, is be telling him to stop because it will give him a headache later, but I don't care about that now. I only care about what's clearly shown on the bright computer screen.

Anger boils inside me, taking over every rational thought. 'How could he do this to me?! He promised me he'd never go back to her! He promised!' My mind screams.

"How could you?! How could you do this to me?! If you didn't want me anymore, you should've just told me! Not go behind my back and act like you still love me." My voice cracks, and I realize there are tears on my face. I don't care to wipe them away because I want Simon to see what he had done. See how he has broken me when he promised he never would.

Simon stands there, mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out. He keeps trying to reach out to me, but decides it's better to keep his arms at his sides. There are so many emotions showing on his face. Fear, sadness, worry, and something I, just a few hours ago, would've called love. But now I know that that look is fake.

"Baz, Darling, I-I didn't mean to- she was just- I thought- I'm sorry! Pl-Please let me expl-plain! It's not-t what y-you think!" Simon begs. He rushes across the five feet between us and pulls me against him, his face buried in my shoulder, soaking my shirt with his hot tears.

I want to hold him. Stroke his beautiful curls and tell him everything I is okay. To wipe away the flood of tears on his face. But I won't. He doesn't deserve it. He cheated on me! With Wellbelove! Simon told me, when we first got together, (and for a few months after) that  he didn't love her. That they were over and he loved me. That he would never choose her over me and wouldn't choose anyone else in the world either. Just me.

But I guess that was all a lie, because I read the messages. All the hearts sent back and forth. All the 'see you tomorrow's. All the messages saying that they were clearly still together.

I can only assume that they never broke up. Which means for the past year of Simon and I dating, he was cheating on me with her. They both knew. I would expect Wellbelove to do something like this, but never Simon. Never my Simon Snow. He isn't the person I thought he was. This Simon is a lying, shearing bastard. I want my Simon back, but I don't think that Simon exists.

Pushing Simon away from me, I see a panicked look in his watery eyes.

"Get out." Are the only words I'm able to voice. As intended, I sound harsh and demanding. I need him to leave. I can't have him in here anymore. Not when I know he had been other places that he said he wouldn't go.

"Darling, listen-"

"No! Don't call me that ever again! Don't talk to me ever again! You cheated on me for our whole relationship! Get out! Take your stuff and don't ever come back! I never want to see you again!" I scream at him, pushing him onto the floor.