speak | minishaw

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Harry was taken back from Simons words.

"You... You want us to be something Si?"

Simons smiles widely as he kisses Harry's soft lips once again, Harry was always so memorised by Simon, he smiled deeply into the kiss, when they pulled apart, Harry couldn't help but look up and down at Simon. How? How had someone like Simon want to be with some weirdo dork like Harry was.

"Of course I want to be something with you, Harry you make me feel so special, more special than any other girl had made me feel before, I know we haven't known each other for long, but you are so captivating, fuck, your making me say this lovesick shit." Simon smiles. Harry blushes. His words were adorable.

"You want to be something with me right?" Simon raises his eyebrow with a smirk, Harry pushes his chest, only softly, he didn't want to hurt Simon, he would never. "That's a dumb question, of course I would like to be something with you, I've wanted that from the beginning."

"So it's settled."

"Yes."

Simon grabs ahold of Harry's hand, their finger intertwine as Harry lets out a cute little giggle. "You seem happy." Simon says. "I wonder why," Harry rolls his eyes sarcastically. "I feel flattered that someone like me has made you this happy." Simon replies. "I'm flattered that you said that, I never thought you would like someone like me." Harry responds.

"Who did you think I'd fall for?" Simon asks. "A girl. I didn't think you would fall for a guy at all." He says. "I'm happy I did." Simon smiles. "Stop saying this Si. It's to sweet."

Harry body trembles as his teeth chatter, he was starting to get very cold, he didn't want to tell Simon because he looked so peaceful and happy just being outside looking at all of their surroundings, but when Simon looked over he notices Harry's shiver. "You cold?" He asks. Harry shakes his head, unable to open his mouth because his teeth were chattering to much.

Simon didn't believe him and just lets out a frustrated laugh. "Harry if your cold we can just go back inside. You don't have to lie to me that you aren't, you know I don't mind." He says. He nods, as he stands up and climbs back into his bedroom, Simon following behind. He closes the window to stop the cold breeze from flowing into his bedroom.

He flops onto his bed. Climbing under the covers for extra warmth. "I see that you are tired then." Simon grins. Harry tried to deny his tiredness but when he opens his mouth a yawn escapes his lips. Simon raises his eyebrow. "My point is proven." He smiles. Harry smiles, cuddling in closer to his blankets. He nods his head cutely, his eyes dropping.

Simon runs his finger through Harry's hair. "If your so tired then just go to sleep Haz." Simon says. Harry shakes his head. "You are here, that would be rude." He protests. "Harry you look throughly exhausted, just go to sleep I won't mind." He sighs. Harry caves in, closing his eyes fully, Simon looks at him as he starts to hear soft snores.

He wasn't staring at Harry in a creep stalker way, but in a cute, admirable way, he watches as he snores and how his hair had fallen into his eyes, he smiles, before quietly getting of the bed and tip emoting out of the room, shutting the door behind him, he walks down the stairs of the house, getting to the front door and walking out.

He notices Harry's sister is coming closer to the front yard, he quickly runs to the side of the house to hide from her, he didn't want people knowing about them, and Simon being at Harry's place alone was suspicious on many different levels. He waited for her to get inside, and ran off when he heard her shut the door behind her.

Simon walked down to his house, his pretty shitty old house that wasn't nearly as pretty as the house Harry lived in, Harry's house was still an old house, but it was well done, and it looked great, it was in a nice bit of town and it made everything good, Simon lived in the shitty hell hole. His house was horrible, the paint on the exterior was tacky and the fence was all broken, the inside smelt and was messy.

He didn't live with his parents. His mum and him didn't have contact, left long ago when he was young, they never got along, just stayed together because they had a child together, even though they lived with each other for a while it wasn't enough to keep her from running away, and one day, when Simon was about 7, she disappeared.

Simon dad left about a year back, he went and moved down to where they were now, he found a girlfriend who was very lucky, and through her managed to build the fancy 5 star hotel everyone goes off about when they come round. He tends to crash at that hotel lots, but he never sees his dad, most of the time he isn't in the country, he sometimes wishes he would of stayed in contact, but it felt like his dad didn't want him in his life.

After he was left by both his parents, he moved in with Josh. Josh was lucky, he still had his mum he lived with, even though she wasn't round to much, his parents split up when he was very little. Josh became like a brother to him, they had been close before, but even closer now, they still lived together today, when he and his friends made the choice to move, they invested the money together, now himself, JJ and Josh live in one house together.

He walked up into the house, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes burning his nose, he walks into the kitchen, grabbing out a bottle and taking a swig, JJ walks into the room, his shoulder over a girl with pale skin, curly hair and brown green eyes. "Hello Simon." He says.

"Sarah?" He chokes out, looking at the girl he had his hand wrapped around. He can't believe how had seen her again, he never thought he would of ever had to meet her again, JJ looks at Simon very confused.

"Wait, you guys already know each other?" He asks.

Simon scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. "Yeah, Sarah is my ex girlfriend."