TALIA'S POV:
"I don't really understand, like why me?" I questioned, genuinely confused. "If you don't want-"
Simon spoke slowly, I cut him off. "No no no, I'm more than happy to help, I was just wondering," I caressed sweetly, soothing his nervous tone.
"Yes, don't worry, me and freya will be there soon."
I said smiling, before hanging up.
Truth is, I am worried about Harry, but no where near as much as Simon seems to be. But hey, id do anything for him, and his friends. And with that being said, I booked an Uber, and got ready to go.
Arriving at the house, I felt more confident than last time, as I had some sort of idea of what to be expecting. The door opened in front of me, and I was quickly ushered inside the house, and into Simon's room, with Freya still right beside me.
"Okay, don't make it too obvious that your here just because- no, just don't- if he... tell us-" he stuttered out "Simon, don't overthink this" Freya muttered sweetly, calming him down. "I'm just really worried, we are" he admitted, putting his head in his hands. I sat closer and put my arms around him, sighing deeply. "I know" I whispered.
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You're Shit At Lying
Fanfiction"Harry, how long are you just gonna pretend that your okay? We can all see it. Your not okay. Just speak to us, please?" "I'm absolutely fine Simon, what are you talking about? Why wouldn't I be okay?" "Your shit at lying Harry" Asking for help can...
