~Y/N P.O.V~
Simon and I continue looking for Josh in various other places, though there's no luck. I feel like it's my fault he ran away; If I'd of just stayed downstairs with him, maybe we wouldn't have to be searching for him right now. Although Simon keeps reminding me it wasn't my fault at all and I shouldn't feel guilty. But I do.
"Simon," I whisper. "What if we can't find him? Ever."
"Y/N, don't think like that. I promise we'll find him, or the police will and everything will be fine," he replies, attempting to calm me. He softly strokes my hand with his thumb, as we walk down the road- heading back to my car- hands intertwined. It's comforting, however almost nothing could make me feel better about this situation. Earlier I though we'd come out and find Josh almost straight away, but obviously he doesn't want to be found- so he won't be. Unless there's something else going on. But I don't even want to imagine that.
"Look, Josh always hides from his parents and teacher and stuff. He's a pro at this now, ok?"
"Ok," I repeat, trying to assure myself.
"Lets go back to mine Y/N, I think we've done enough looking around today. I'm sure the police will have more leads by tomorrow anyway," Simon sighs, looking over at me. I nod, shivering slightly. Though I can't tell whether it's because of the temperature, or my thoughts anymore. He notices my movement and exhales, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. Simon then stops, takes his jacket off and puts that around me as well, replacing his arm too. I glance up at him and smile, feeling sheer love for the 'bad boy' standing next to me.
{Time skip- to Simon's house}
"Hey, wanna do something to get our minds of searching?" Simon asks, after walking into the house.
"Sure, what do you wanna do?" I answer nodding. I'm about to take the jacket off, but I keep it around me, liking it's presence.
He raises his eyebrows suggestively, but replies "How about video games? Oooo Fifa!" [A/N: #Freepromo]
"Ok!" I giggle at his excitement towards the game- he must really enjoy it.
"Do you like Fifa? Have you ever played?" he questions, whilst placing the disk into the Xbox.
"Nope," I laugh, picking up a controller. "I've heard of it though." [A/N: Sorry if you play Fifa, I just wrote 'no' so it fits with the next part]
"Perfect," he grins, starting up the game.
We begin playing, and Simon immediately scores. I groan, being a very sore loser, starting to actually focus now. I have no idea what I'm doing, but I'm gonna win this!
A/N: Sorry for the really short chapter- but I've gotta revise and I'm gonna do a chapter on my new book. God I'm shit at this writing thing XD
Also leave some boys names in the comments...
Hope someone enjoyed :)
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