Chapter 8

There are two different types of people you'll find yourself attracted to in your life. On one hand you'll find a person where everything just clicks, there's no hardships or questioning each other, it sounds perfect. Then you have the person who challenges you, tries to make you grow even if you don't want to.  But then you find yourself craving more of the hope that person has for you.  Wanting to be better just because they said you could be.  It's a higher feeling than most drugs, why people can get hooked on the wrong person.  Or the right.  It's not always perfect,  but it's not supposed to be, is it?

Harry, Ethan and Cal left later that night after they had sobered up. Nothing spectacular happened after the kiss. Harry asked for my number and told me he'd call me later. It was nearly 1 am but that was nothing for these boys who didn't stop playing video games until the sun came up. I had been in my room changing into some cotton shorts and a tank top because it was blazing hot in this house. Everybody else had travelled back to their rooms, except for Simon who was in the kitchen when I went in there to get a glass of water. He was looking for something inside the fridge.

"What are you looking for?" I asked jumping up onto the counter.

"Food," was all he said.

"I could make you something if you want, I've got nothing better to do."

"No I'm good, thanks." Simon shut the fridge are started heading out. Had I done something wrong? Is he angry about Aaron coming here? He seemed fine after the fact.

I quickly hopped down and chased after the blonde haired boy, "Simon wait." My small hand wrapped around his wrist, pulling him back so he could look at me. He peered down at me. "Did I do something wrong? If it's about what happened tonight I don't want you to be upset about it." It was pathetic, the way I basically was pleading with my eyes for him to be angry with me. He was my first friend since JJ and I really didn't want to mess everything up.

His eyes did soften tremendously from my tone. "I just didn't know you liked him."

"Like him? Are you crazy I would never like someone like him." I could feel my face twist with disgust. Simon looked shocked and I was nearly offended, did he not walk in on Aaron threatening me?

"Then why'd you kiss him?"

Wait. He wasn't angry with me because of Aaron. Simon didn't like it that I kissed Harry. "That's what this is about? Because I kissed Harry for a dare?" Already I could feel my anger rising from the smallest thing that he could treat me that way for something that was absolutely none of his business.

"No?" It came out more like a question because I'm sure he even felt stupid now that it was said out loud.

"You don't have the right to get upset if I kiss someone. And I certainly don't have to like someone in order to kiss them, but for your information Harry is really nice to me. You don't have to worry though, it's like I told JJ, did you by any chance see the boy who had me up against the wall tonight? I quite honestly don't want to date anyone ever again. That's what I thought you were on about, having someone barge into your house that you don't know. Instead all you fucking care about is who I kissed on a bloody dare. Well that's just too fucking bad, yeah? You're going to get over it and you're going to bring me in your room right now and show me how to fucking show me how to edit this stupid video I made for my channel that you forced me to make. Okay?"

Any sort of sound left Simon's voice for a second, he hadn't really seen this side of me yet. If JJ had been listening he'd be laughing his ass off, he was used to seeing crazy Kelsey. His Adam's apple bobbed up at down while he swallowed quickly before saying, "okay."

Days went by without incident, Simon and I went back to normal as soon as he helped me edit it my video, which he told me he liked a lot. I recorded a few more, trying to keep it as unique as possible. Harry called like he said he would and sometimes we would stay on the phone for hours talking about nonsense. Deep down I knew I should have told him that there wasn't going to be anything between us and I wanted to, I didn't want to hurt him. The attention he gave me is what stopped me. Regardless how little I trusted any guy, whenever he called me pretty my face turned red and I found myself smiling.

Today marked two weeks since I've been here and I couldn't help but feel proud of myself. 14 whole days not seeing Mom or Dad, 14 days not feeling like I didn't want to get out of my bed. There had been up and down but this was the single best decision I've ever made for myself besides deciding to be friends with JJ.

Simon and I finally recorded our long waited Fifa match for his channel, which I won by the way. Even though he claimed that he had "let me win." The shock evident in his face was enough to give it away that he was lying. At the end of the video he asked me what my Twitter was so he could put it in the description, but I didn't have one. When you had no friends social media wasn't that important. After the look of confusion he gave me, like it was the last thing he could have ever guessed, someone not having Twitter. It didn't last long though, seeing as he forced me to make one. I knew he would, I didn't even bother putting up a fight this time.

The boys were going back to the field to go record the crossbar challenge, they wanted to wait until Manny was free to do it. Apparently he was Simon's only competition, whatever that meant. But after the last incident of me staying here alone, JJ literally dragged me out of the house and in the surprisingly chilly weather. Today I was wearing leggings and a Sidemen jumper that was way too large for me, I get to roll up the sleeves 3 times and tie it in the back or else it was going down to my knees. At least it was warm.

In the car it was Josh driving, Vik in passenger and me, Simon, and JJ in the back. Since I was the smallest (even though I could argue that Vik actually was) they made me sit in the middle every time we went somewhere. Being in between those 2 obnoxious boys was driving me insane as they listened to terrible music. JJ's songs weren't so bad, I guess, I couldn't tell if that was just a best friend's opinion or not.

"What's wrong? Don't like this music?" Vik asked from the front, noticing my face.

"Oh hell, don't get her started," JJ whined.

"Shut up, you dick. It's not bad, just not what I listen to."

"What do you listen to?"

"I don't know, stuff like Pink Floyd, Radiohead, Sex Pistols." I already knew none of these boys listened to that kind of stuff, terrible Brits they were, I'll tell you. JJ rolled his eyes because he still remembered how I used to listen to this kind of stuff with him, until one day I stopped enjoying it. I don't think I ever enjoyed it though, only wanted to make my friend happy.

The boys smiled and nodded politely, even though they were just hoping I'd never make them listen to my music. JJ made some comment about all the Scottish he'd ever met always had bad taste in music, resulting in me punching him in the arm and imitating his song Lamborghini. Everyone was laughing and just like that the ride went by and we were at the field.

Everyone else was already there, kicking the football back and forth. This was the first time since I arrived to my new house that everyone was all together, with me around that is. I was excited, all of them messing around and having fun was my favorite sight to see. They took one look at us and ran toward us, Tobi reached us first saying hi to everyone and hugging me tightly. Tobi was the sweetest out of all the lot, in a friendly way unlike Harry. Ethan pulled me after, not even giving me a second to breathe.

That stupid smile of mine stretched on my face when I made it to Harry who just had to lift me off the ground and hold me tightly. Out of the corner of my eye I watched Simon look down at the ground, kicking the grass. Did he just not like Harry, know something about him that I didn't? That wouldn't be a surprise because I've only been around for a couple of weeks. JJ would have told me if Harry was a bad guy and it's not like I want to date the guy or anything. Maybe Simon was just trying to be protective, which was nice enough.

Tobi grabbed my shoulders and pulled me away from Harry who couldn't stop looking at me, to introduce me to his younger brother. They didn't look too much alike but I still could see how they were related. Manny was much shorter than his older brother but twice as cute if you asked me.

"Can you all take your minds off the girl for a second so we can start recording, it's bloody cold out," Simon snapped. Everyone gave him a look before laughing at his attitude. They did start it up however and I took a seat out of the shot on the floor. Ethan started up with his video first, talking about the crossbar challenge. Of course he tried to be cool and turn around to hit the crossbar straight away, only to not even get it near the goal whatsoever. They had four footballs just in case one of them went over the fence because JJ didn't know how to kick like a normal human being.

Simon played keepy ups with one of them when he waited for his turn, I couldn't deny how attractive he looked tossing the ball around with his foot without a care. His tall, lean build made it hard not to look at him. He looked at Josh when he said something and laughed a little. Simon's laugh was underrated, the boys always said something about Ethan's laugh, but sometimes, as the right time, you'll hear Simon's deep little giggle, that's just silly enough to be endearing.

It was his turn after Vik, who was probably worse than I was and I've never played a day in my life. No one had hit it so far but Simon simply took a few steps back and flew it straight into the post. All the boys erupted in cheering and charged after him, knocking him down to the ground in celebration. I laughed and clapped from the sidelines. When he looked at me with his goofy smile and I winked at him and clapped again.

Simon was right though, Manny was really good at football, would come really close to the crossbar if he didn't hit it every time. They were all pretty good though, the fact that they were able to do anything like that was beyond me I'd be lucky if I could kick straight. From the looks of it, Harry wasn't much better. For someone who wasn't at all that tall he was pretty clumsy. At least he looked cute doing it.

"Kelsey, why don't you have a go?" Tobi offered.

"Oh no," I laughed. "No I suck, that's alright."

"So does Vik but we let him play."

"Hey! What do I've got to do with it?" Vik mocked being offended, placing a hand over his heart.

"Okay! I'll try it, but you're not going to like it." I yelled just to stop the bickering, poor Vik was always the center of the jokes. To be fair, sometimes he brought it upon himself. All the boys watched like it was going to be the funniest thing they've ever seen in their entire life. I'm sure they weren't going to be wrong.

JJ placed the ball down for me and I took a few steps back just as the boys had. Might as well look the part if I had no idea what the hell I was doing. This isn't the part where the ball goes flying and miraculously bashes into the crossbar and everybody goes off. No, quite the opposite happened, the ball went not toward the goal, not over it like JJ had done so many times. It went very high up in the hair and then landed on the ground, 4 feet to the left of me.

I'm sure everyone else was trying to be quiet, not to be mean and hurt my feelings. All of them except JJ who fell over from laughing so hard. His stupid, loud, obnoxious one that gave everyone else permission to start on in with in. I couldn't even be angry really, it was the single worst kick that even I've seen. My arms wrapped around my stomach to try and stop the ache from how funny it was.

Simon was about to do something, I could tell from the twitch of his arms. Whatever he was about to do, Harry spoke over him and beat him to it. Lifting his arms in the air and shouted, "it's good!" Causing another round of giggles, except for Simon, who had a dirty look on his face. I was starting to think I would never figure out what the fuck his problem was.

We started leaving by the time the sun was setting and the crossbar was getting harder to see. I said goodbye to everyone but Harry pulled me to the side.

"Sorry we didn't really get to talk today but I appreciated looking at your pretty face the entire time. That's why I did so bad." He took my hand in his.

"As flattering as that is, I will not be taking the blame for how badly you suck and I won't blame you for how badly I suck, okay?"

"I wouldn't mind being the person to blame if it's by you." It was hard to tell someone as sweet as Harry what I was really thinking. He seemed so genuine and who knew the next time a person would even look at me the way he looked at me. I made a big mistake not telling him right there how I felt, maybe things wouldn't have escalated as far as they did. "I'll see you late, yeah?" Harry kissed me on the cheek before catching up with Ethan.

Turning around, I saw all four boys I lived with staring at me and I couldn't even make eye contact with them. They had to run to catch up to me from how fast I walked past them so they couldn't see how perfectly red my entire face was. That was humiliating.

We got to the car and I opened the door for Simon to get in first he turned to Vik, "can I sit in the front, mate?"

"Uh, yeah sure, that's fine." He went in the back and I was left standing there looking like an idiot because Simon was throwing another tantrum. For now I held my tongue, which wasn't the best idea. All ride long all I could do was sit in my temper and allow it to rise higher and higher. I'm surprised that Simon couldn't feel the holes I was burning in the back of his head. He didn't get to treat me like shit whenever he wanted for no fucking reason and think he could get away with it. JJ knew something was up as he looked between me and the asshole I was staring at. He was smarter not to say anything, knowing I was not in the mood.

The best part was he actually thought he'd be able to get away from me as soon as he was home. Simon might have been taller than me, but I was crazy and angry, which could out run the 6'3 giant any day. We got to the bedroom but the time he tried slamming his fucking door in my face, forcing me to have the wedge my foot in between it and kick it open.

Simon whirled around to look at me like he actually had a reason to be angry. I caught him off guard by shoving him further into his room and slamming the door shut behind. "Is this going to be a new thing with you? Having a different fucking problem with me every single day? Did I talk to Ethan for too long today, did Tobi smile at me for too long. I get that you're looking out for me, just trying to be protective or whatever but that's not your job. It doesn't help that you treat me like shit every single time someone gives me attention Simon, come on."

"Is that what you think this is about? I'm being protective of you?" I wanted to slap that look right off of his face. He didn't get to be the one trying to figure out what I was going on about, it was pretty fucking obvious. It was one thing was JJ did it but Simon was not JJ and this friendship couldn't go anywhere if he kept thinking he was.

"What the fuck else could you be doing Simon? If there's a different really, for the love of God do tell."

The wheels were turning in his head I could practically see them as he looked at me with such intensity, his blue eyes noticeably darkened. It was enough to shut my loud mouth up and wait to hear what he had to say. This side of Simon was new, usually he was the funny one always cracking jokes. Right now all I saw was a wall of intimidation, and I couldn't help but find it incredibly sexy.

"Fuck it."

This was a fun chapter to write, who doesn't love a jealous Simon?  I know there's probably tons of errors but right now I'm just focused on writing whenever I get the chance, hopefully eventually I'll able to go through it and edit everything.  ALSO thank you so much to the people that commented on the last chapter is really is the biggest motivation to keep going.  I love hearing your thoughts and predictions and definitely some ideas because this story is for everyone.  Thank you all for reading, please comment and vote and I love you<3 

ALSO IF YOU DON'T THINK SIMON LOOKS LIKE JOHNNY ROTTEN IN THE 70S THEN YOU'RE WRONG OKAY BYE