Friends with the Sidemen// A Miniminter Fanfiction

Chapter 32

Warning! There is sensitive content in this chapter that has to do with mental illness, abuse and neglect.

Hollys pov
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"Hey what was that about?" Vik asks.
"She just interviewed me." I tell him and the rest of the boys.
"Sweet! Congrats." Preston says.
"Thanks. Its weird to think that anyone would actually care enough to watch that. Its hard to believe that 50, 000 people want to follow me on Twitter. Its crazy." I say.
"It is weird." Jerome says. "Its cool though."
At 11:50 people start coming in and getting in line. People bring me an iced coffee and put a few cases of water under the table. My phone is plugged into the table, its actually really cool. Theres outlets built into it. I'm standing beside Vik. We have a table behind us, but we stand up so its easier to take pictures.
"You ready?" He asks.
"I guess so. I'm terrified." I say.
"Its crazy at first, but you'll get use to it." He tells me. I nod. "Don't worry. I'm right here if anything happens". He says.
The first people come in. They go down the line of boys and get a picture then they come over to me. I talk to them for a while, we take a selfie and I sign her phone case. It's actually really cool because its just plain white with all of our signatures.
After about 3 hours I've met so many people, they're all so nice. We decide to take a break while someone goes and gets us burritos.
"How you feeling?" Lachlan asks me.
"I'm tired, but really happy. I met some really cool people." I say. I turn on my phone and scroll through my Twitter mentions. I retweet all the selfies with people from today, its about 150 by the time I get to the stuff I've already seen. I respond to some tweets that are asking when we're starting again. I tell them 3:30. The boys tell me that we just go until theres no one left in line. Theres about the same amount of people left, as the amount that we've already met. I guess they have really good estimating skills because it looks like it'll go for another 3 hours. After we eat our food we start again. Around 6:10 all the people are gone. We get in our taxi, which happens to be a limo tonight because they didn't have the big van available. We get back to the hotel and get ready for the night. I quickly get dressed and redo my makeup.
Around 7 we get back into the limo and drive to the restaurant. On the way I scroll through twitter and retweet another 170 pictures of me and people. I take a selfie with Lachlan and Preston because I'm sitting in between them and tweet it saying 'Going for supper, then going on a boat'. Lachlan and Preston both retweet it so it gets a lot of responses and favourites.
While we eat the boys all joke around with each other, they discuss upcoming events, UHC's, battle domes, How to minecraft, and other stuff that I don't understand. I just eat my food.
Soon enough we leave and go to the boat. When we get on Kenny comes up to me and apologizes again about my dress. I tell him its okay. We take a picture and I tweet it. I get pictures with Brandon, or pete and tweet those too. Around 10 pm, I was still with Brandon, the rest of the boys were talking to the other people.
"I saw your interview today." He says.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"Yeah, that's pretty cool." He adds.
"I thought so too." I say.
"So, would you do it again?" He asks.
"Yeah. It was a little nerve racking but it was nice." I say. We talk for what seems like hours, hes so easy to get along with. The conversation just flows, I like it.
"So why haven't I heard much about your family?" He asks me. Me stomach gets butterflies because no ones really knows about my family.
"Well, I can tell you about them. It was just my mom and my dad. Everything was great until I was in grade 4 I think, then my dad started becoming distant. He didn't come home often, when he did it wasnt until the middle of the night, and he was extremely drunk. Whenever I saw him he was drinking. I'm pretty sure he was having an affair too. He would hit my mom if she did anything he didn't like, he only ever hit me once. It was when I was about 13. It was because he wouldn't drive me to a friends house because he was drunk. I asked him why he was constantly drinking and he snapped. We never told my mom. My mother fought for their marriage, he went to rehab, everything was fine. Except half way through grade 10, last year, he started to show signs of relapsing. My mom started talking to other men. Everything fell apart. They both weren't themselves. My dad started treating me like I was nothing, my mom was barely home, she was either at work or with 'a friend'. Anywhere that we weren't. They got a divorce and we moved to London. Far away from my dad. My mom tries to care more and everything, but I know she doesn't really. I could disappear for a week and she wouldn't care that much. I stay over at Simon's without telling her where I am and she doesn't care. My psychiatrist says thats the reason I've struggled with depression and anxiety all my life, because my dad was an abusive alcoholic and my mom wanted nothing to do with me. I got past my depression but I still relapse every so often." I tell him.
"I'm sorry." He says.
"It's alright. I'm glad I finally told someone." I say.
"You can trust me with anything." He tells me. I hug and thank him. I get up and walk to the other end of the boat to find the boys. Its about 11 pm.
"Hey Holly!" Lachlan says.
"Hey" I respond.
"How are you?" Vik asks me.
"I'm good. Sorta tired, really cold, but good." I tell them.
"Here." Lachlan says and reaches behind himself, he hands me his black sweater. I shimmy into it and sit on the bench beside him. We sit there quietly, listening to the other guys joking around. I decide to lean on him, I slowly let my head fall onto his shoulder. He puts his arm around me and rubs my arm. I close my eyes, all of the sudden a bright light flashes. I open my eyes to see Vik holding Lachlans phone. I shut my eyes again and fall asleep.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, lightly shaking me.
"What?" I say and open my eyes, I see Vik looking down at me.
"Its 2 am. We're leaving now." He tells me.
"Ugh. I'm so tired." I say while sitting up. Lachlan stretches his arm since its been in the same position for probably 2 and a half hours.
"I can piggy back you, if you want." He says. I nod. He stands up and tells me to get on. I jump onto his back. He grabs my legs and helps me up a little more. I wrap my arms around his neck and burrow my head into his neck. I look up and see that Vik is carrying my bag. I see him turn around and take a picture of us, I just close my eyes and enjoy the ride. It doesn't last long because it was just off the boat, to the other end of the warf. Once we get there he light puts me down. I climb into the limo and sit on the end. Lachlan sits next to me and I place my head on his shoulder. I see another flash of a white light. Its just Vik taking another picture. I close my eyes and listen to the music playing behind the boys conversation.
I wake up when we come to a stop.
"Where are we?" I ask.
"We're at taco bell and kfc. Mitch, Jerome, and Vik went in. They're ordering us all food and bringing it out." Preston tells me.
"Okay. Sounds good." I say.
"So how did you like your first meet up?" Rob asks me.
"It was super cool getting to meet all those people." I say. They start talking about their first meet ups.
A little while later Mitch, Jerome and Vik get in the van with bags of food. They give it to us and we dig in. I got popcorn chicken, my favourite. Lachlan and Preston make up a song about chicken while the rest of us ignore them. I take a video and post it on Twitter.
Once we get back to the hotel I pull Vik aside. I tell him everything I told Brandon, about my father and mother.
"Oh my god. Why didn't you tell me this before?" Vik asks.
"I was scared." I say and look down at my feet.
"Okay, well, I don't want you to relapse with your depression ever again. I'm going to do everything I can to make sure it doesn't happen." He states.
"Vik I think something is wrong with Simon. He's been rude and private since I left. He won't text me back, when I call he doesn't answer, I'm scared." I say.
"Do you want to go home earlier? Like we can change your flight." He says, I nod and turn on my phone. I see that a flight to London leaves in 2 hours. I go up to the room and pack my things, I say goodbye to the boys and get in a cab to the airport.