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One look, dark room, meant just for you
Anybody who's anybody in the UK Youtube space is at this party, that's why he's here after all. He doesn't know how or why this party was thrown but all he knows is this is the last place he wants to be at right now.
All the sidemen were going tonight and he could not bear to be left out so he tagged along with them, hoping to have a fun night out with the lads not expecting a full on do at some random youth hostel rented out for the night. Thank god there's at least a bar, he'll drink like hell and will never have to remember this night.
The lights are flashing, the musics blaring, Harry doesn't know how many drinks he's had but he doesn't remember at least the last hour, his plan worked - kinda. But now he's more aware than ever. People are everywhere pushing past him and accidentally barging they're shoulders into him as he stands still, overwhelmed, in the centre of the dance floor.
Just one more drink to numb the feelings, he thinks to himself, but as he begins to step he stumbles forward and almost collides with the floor just before he is caught by someone. Not someone, Simon.
"God mate, how much have you had to drink" Simon says still holding harry up below his armpits, creasing the blue fabric of his sidemen hoodie around his chest. Harry slowly attempts to stand up, just nodding rather than talking as it's probably the easiest way out right now, but as his legs begin to buckle under the weight of himself once again Simon carefully drags Harry up to his feet resting his arm around his own shoulder. "Easy bog, I've got you it's alright."
Simon guides them out of the main hall into one of the hostel bedrooms probably the only quiet place in the entire building tonight and he gently places Harry down on the edge of the bed as he sits beside him. "Maybe it's best if you stay here for a while, is that okay try and sober up a little?" Simon asks looking at him with those deep blue siren eyes of his that could make him do anything he asked him to.
Shit. Harry's staring and he's not talked in ages, only God knows what Simon's thinking right now. "Yeah umm maybe, I'll go and get a glass of water." Harry attempts to say in a calm easy voice but all it does is shake and he doesn't know how to make it stop. Simon responds almost immediately, "No you won't, not in this state at least, can you deal with en suite tap water? I don't want to leave you alone."
Harry's heart practically flutters at that but he doesn't know what else to say apart from, "Yeah of course, but I've got to ask, why are you doing all this for me?" Why he said that he probably will never know, maybe it's just his drunken mind making him go crazy again or at least that's what he's telling himself cause he's terrified of the alternative.
He pauses then says, "Well you're my best friend"
For a split second they meet each others gaze and Harry swears he can see something different twinkle in Simon's eye, but as soon as this intimate moment started it is abruptly put to an end as Simon opens the en suite door and he hears the tap begin to run.
They stay in there for a bit, Harry drinking water, them laughing over shared memories and jokes, Simon goes and gets him another glass of water every time he finishes one but he never leaves his side. Not even when Harry decides he's sober enough that he just wants to go home Simon practically superglues himself to Harry as he walks him home to his flat. Opening the door and as Harry walks inside he says to him, "Goodnight Harry, get some rest." He closes the door leaving harry alone for the first time tonight since his fall on the dance floor.
Time moved too fast, you played it back
The first thing Harry does when he gets home, before he can overthink any of the interactions between him and Simon over the past few hours, is flop onto his bed and text the group chat full of the only other fruity friends of his (which includes his flatmates George and Arthur, but also Will, James and Max) and they just happen to know about Harry's insufferable crush on Simon for longer than even he knows.
the FRUIT shoots 🌈
Harry
UGDTEWHVFDJJVR FHBR NBRG;NBH
GUYS I AM NOT OKAY
(simon related btw)
Will
God what have you done now...
George
wait did he do something to you I swear to GOD-
Harry
Well kinda, DONT RESPOND let me explain first pls
so we were at that party right, Max is probably still there but ik you guys were too busy banging each other to come but basically it was really overwhelming and stressful so I was going to drink away my problems (responsible ik 🙄) but I tried to walk to the bar and fell INTO HIS ARMSS UHFBBHAFC he basically then took me into one of the hostel bedrooms - not like that you pervs - and kept on getting me water to sober me up BUT he didn't get it from the bar he got it from the en suite tap because he said AND I QUOTE "I don't want to leave you alone." FBRVTVRQYEVSAHA
right and that's not the best part, I asked him why he was doing all that for me and he paused before he said "Well you're my best friend" but he gave me a LOOK and I think I gave it him back?? but then after I was sobered up enough to come home (I didn't want to stay there) he literally walked me home once again because he didn't want to leave me alone
James
okay first of all im sorry that you're the only single one here and also max HAS ANDREW?? but anyway yeah umm that's not friend behaviour
Arthur
yeah no he is in LOVE with you
George
OMG HARRYYYY WHY ARE YOU TELLING US OVER TEXT?? WE ARE IN THE HOUSE WITH YOU COME TO US,
WAIT NO ME AND ARTHUR ARE COMING TO YOU STAY EXACTLY WHERE YOU ARE AND DO NOTTT MOVE
Will
No wait don't leave us out of ittttt
Max
This is Andrew on max's phone btw (you guys could've come as a couple tonight you horny freaks) but yeah no harry he's defo in love with you.
No proof, not much, but you saw enough
Small talk, he drives, coffee at midnight
It's been two weeks since what the friend group are calling "The Awakening", god his friends are cringe. Either way, cringe or not, they got him here today as he stands at the front of his flat block waiting for Simon to pick him up.
Simon has been told this is to talk about an idea for the new sidemen video, however Harry could talk to all the other boys about it why just him, and why at almost midnight. Little does Harry know but Simon would do anything he told him to do if he could spend more time with the man he has to love in silence and he just hopes that Harry returns the favour.
~ 11:48pm ~
It's almost three minutes later than he was supposed to be picking harry up at. He doesn't care, why would he? As Harry turns around to head back he hears the gliding of Simon's new electric car coming round the corner practically stopping at his feet.
Simon's window winds down as he shouts way too loudly for almost midnight, "Get in loser, we're getting coffee"
Mean girls reference, Harry's favourite movie. His heart flutters so hard he almost topples of the curb, if only they recreated the dance floor fall but he catches himself before Simon even needs to open his car door
"Isn't this a bit much for a sidemen meeting?" Harry asks as he steps into the passenger seat of Simon's car. Closing the door he almost immediately feels this rush of warmth, excitement and safety all at the same time. He really is in love isn't he? "Never enough for you Bog" Simon replies in a teasingly raspy and romantic tone sending a shiver down his spine.
Simon turns the car back on and heads off to the Starbucks almost 15 minutes away just because "it has better coffee!" definitely not because its got an outdoor grass bit to lie on definitely not nooo neverrr.
"How's life man, outside of Sidemen shoots I feel like I haven't even seen you since the party?"
"It's alright tbh I've been hanging out with Will and James a lot recently. James is prepping for his next tour and he's writing his next project. The man like never stops, it's crazy! What about you, are you doing anything cool"
"Apart from Sunday league stuff, mainly looking after Olive with Ethan and Faith. It's really good now that I live closer to them since me and the cals moved in together."
He says this all without looking off the road, he really is a great driver. "How's living with George and Arthur?" Simon asks and he really does seem invested even though he's never looked at him once. God he misses his eyes.
"Uhh well apart from the practically constant moaning from their room it's really nice to have them around."
"Yeah sounds like them two," Harry laughs at that and returns with his part quippy, part informative, "Arthur really does like to wax poetic about how big George's cock is though, and he's vocallll in sex."
"God what would he sound like like "Ughhh-h George ugh I-its so biggg"" they're both full on chuckling, hell, cackling at that and Harry responds with his easily as amusing,
"Well I can tell you George is like, "Oh-hh babyyy you're so tight for me, I fill you up so good don't I-ughh babyy-y"" continuing the chuckles through both of them as Simon sighs deeply and replies with;
"Yeah well I could only imagine what you'd sound like." Did Simon really just say that. It can't be, he had to be joking. God he is fragilee right now and Simon CANNOT do that to him, Simon joked first he must joke back or this becomes awkward.
"Trying to get into my pants Minter?" Yeah that worked, he can see as Simon's grip tightens against the steering wheel and he breaks harder than usual when they get to the red light. He turns to him, for the first time tonight he truly looks at Harry with those gorgeous eyes of his. Places a hand to his head and says, "did I actually just say that out loud, I am so sorry that stepped over the boundaries and it was inappropriate and I a-"
He's cut off when Harry leans over and kisses him. Quick and fast, before he can regret it. The look on Simon's face changes that fact swiftly. "Fuck. No i'm sorry you were making a joke and I just kissed you oh my god. I didn't want to talk to you over the last two weeks because I was scared I would do something to ruin our friendship and I just did an-" Simon returns the kiss. He's beginning to relish in the feeling of Simon, the one he's loved for all this time, against him before he pulls away and turns the car an extremely sharp left. Quick and fast, before he can regret it.
They made it. They're at Starbucks and the "sidemen meeting" is now fully cancelled before it could even begin because Harry and Simon have just kissed each other.
"I love you, I have for longer than I can remember and that party was like I was out of control. The only thing I could think about was Harry, Harry Harry. And then you literally fell into my arms and I knew then my new thought was Protect Harry, Save Harry, Be With Harry!"
"Simon," he sighs, his breath shaky, " I love you too, so so much. That night everything changed and I knew if I was around you for too long I would hurt us both but it seems I was wrong?"
"You couldn't have been more wrong" They both lean in for this scorchingly hot kiss. Harry's hands find the sides of Simon's head and pull him deeper, closer to him. Simon's tongue presses against his plump lips and it slides inside as their tongues rub against each other memorising every corner of each others mouth. Without noticing they are both rubbing against each other and Harry pulls away first just to stare at the man in front of him. Infinitely his for evermore.
Harry lays his mouth against the sensitive skin of Simon's neck, sucking and biting, ecstatic at the elicit noises coming from the man beneath him. When he pulls back he sees the deep plum mark he left behind. Claiming him as his own, showing the world Simon Minter is his.
His hair is slightly ruffled from Harry's hands roaming there at some point in their passionate exchange. His chest heaving heavily in time with his deep breathing. "You are so fucking beautiful."
"Aren't you always" Simon truly does have a way with words, Harry is more straight forward, something like this;
"Still want to hear what I sound like?" He's never seen a man nod his head so violently or speedily as Simon does there and thank god for him.
And you knew what it was, he is in love