Tension
(Imagine for @operationgeek)
Concept: you are Joshâs sister and you and Simon have always for as long as you can remember disliked each other, until one day when you both get stuck together, things change.
Warning: swearing // very mild smut
âHonestly, Y/N. You and Simon cannot possibly hate each other for the rest of your lives, thatâs just not how things work,â Josh, my brother, moaned, grabbing the box of cereal out of the high cupboard that you couldnât reach, you had already asked Simon but he responded with âGrow a little,â and walked out of the kitchen. âItâs immature,â
âThere is so much sexual tension between you both it is unreal!â Lewis chuckled, joining in on our conversion. I just looked at him and flipped him the middle finger. Causing him to laugh even more.
âHe just winds me up so much. Like is there any need for the petty little remarks about me all the time? I know I do it back but he practically forces me too,â I groaned. I grabbed a bowl from underneath the kitchen island and poured my cereal in, followed by the milk. I pulled one of the brown chairs out from underneath and sat down. I donât know what it is that has actually made me and Simon hate each other so much. It can go from stupid teasing around to full on insulting each other, itâs almost like he has rehearsed what he is going to say to me before he has even stepped foot into the room, and then when he is in the room; his eyes never ever leave me. Iâve liked Simon for such a long time, when I first moved in about two years ago, he would show the same feelings but something changed and I donât know what it was. At some times Iâve though that oh maybe heâs grown up a little bit and we can put the feud behind us, then is almost as if it ticks in his head and he starts again, but this is always when weâre around other people. Itâs very rare that me and Simon are alone together but when we are, its normally just an awkward silence.
I quickly washed up my bowl and the spoon, placing them on the draining board next to the sink, telling Josh I am going to get changed.
âOh my god at least lock the door when youâre in here,â I frowned. I had walked straight into the bathroom, which no one really uses so I didnât expect anybody to actually been here. Little did I know Simon is stood in front of the mirror, styling his hair. Because I didnât think anybody was in here, I automatically shut the door behind me.
âIf you didnât know, Iâm going out with Tallia,â Simon mumbled, still concentrating on doing his hair. To say his hair looks the same everyday. I didnât know it took this long to do. âAnd the door sticks and the lock jams thatâs what I didnât shut the door,â
âFuck..â I groaned, realising I had shut the brown wooden door behind me when I walked in, as well as twisting the lock on instinct. I turned around and hit my head on the door in frustration.
âAre you actually being serious?â Simon growled, slamming the cupboard door which he had put his hair gel back in. âIâm supposed to be meeting Tallia in 15 minutes Iâm Westfield,â
âWhat your Ex Tallia? Who cheated on you? Not once but 3 times? And Iâm the one that had to break the news to you and show you the evidence because no one else would dare do it? Yeah that one.â Simon didnât say anything. He sat on the edge of the bath, his eyes glaring at me. Everyone thought Tallia was lovely, a sweetheart, yet when I was out shopping with Freya, we saw her having a cute candlelit dinner with another Man, knowing full well she told Simon she couldnât see him that night because she had âplans with the girlsâ. The same happened on numerous occasions and it wasnât always the same man who she was with. Me and Freya and the other lads would take photos of her out if we saw her. No one else would dare tell Simon, they didnât want to break he is heart. They couldnât quite grasp the fact that he was being played around, so I did it. Admittedly he shed a few tears and I was the one to comfort him but, why would he possibly want to go back to her?
âSheâs changed,â he grumbled, putting his head into his hands. The situation clearly winding him up.
âShe said the exact same after the first time it happened, and then did it again,â. I looked at Simon who still had his head in his hands, his legs bounced on the floor, making his whole body shake.
âWhy are you so bothered?â Simon said roughly, sitting up now to face me. His face red and you could tell it was stressing it out. âItâs not your life. You hate me. Why would you care that Iâm going out with Tallia?â
âI-â I begin to say but I couldnât get me words out.
âYou wanna know why?â Simon stood up, coming closer to my body, making me become stiff and unable to move. âIâm going out with Tallia because I need to get over you.â He whispered, one of his arms leant again the door behind my back. get over me? Why would he need to get over me? He makes out that he hates me on every single chance he gets. âYou drive me insane. How can you not see that I like you? Tallia is my only way of getting over you, and if she hurts me again then at least it will hurt less than being rejected by you,â He voice got even lower, his face inches away from mine. I could smell the peppermint from his toothpaste brushing against my lips.
âSimon, girls donât like it when you constantly insult them. When you make fun of them,â I began, rolling my eyes. âMaybe if you had made your feelings obvious instead of making out that you hate me then things would be different,â
My breathing became faster as he placed his free hand onto my hip, I donât think I have ever been this close to Simon. It is getting me all flustered and itâs almost as if my body doesnât know what to do. âIâm sorry,â he placed his forehead on mine, Simon trying to steady his breathing as well. âIâm scared of the thought of you rejecting me, if I wind you up and get a reaction out of you, thatâs more time spent with you. You know Iâm awkward, I canât talk to people normally. I donât even know how the hell iâm doing this.â He started out at talking at a normal volume, but as his got to the end of the sentence, he looked in my eyes and his voice went back to a whisper, with the hand which was on my hip, now coming to rest on the back of my neck with his thumb rubbing circles on my cheek. We stood in silence, just looking at each other. Neither of us knowing what to say and neither of us knowing what to do about the situation. âYouâre beautiful,â he whispered, even quieter than last time. I placed one of my hands on his cheek, the gesture slightly shocking Simon. He dipped his head more to my height so he wasnât bending over me as much because of how much smaller than him I am. He looked at me for a few more minutes, his eyes flickering between my lips and my eyes.
âYou can kiss me you know,â I whispered with a slight giggle, becoming impatient over the fact that we are both just stood here looking at each other.
âYou donât realise how long I have waited to hear you say that,â he groaned, his lips coming into contact with mine. There was nothing subtle or calm about the kiss, itâs rough and somewhat passionate. My arms slid around Simonâs neck as our lips continued to move in sync. There was no clichĂŠ butterflies in my stomach, but it was definitely something more. Simonâs hands travelled down from my face, down my waist and down to my bum. He used this as his opportunity to pick me up, wrapping my legs around his waist so he could push me up against the door, making me more his height.
He licked my bottom lip, almost as if he was asking if he could do it, but I wasnât wasting any time. As lewis said, there is definitely so much sexual tension that we didnât even realise was there. Our lips carried on dancing together, my hands now playing in Simonâs hair, causing him to let out a small grown as I pulled it slightly. Simon made sure he had good hold of me as we moved over to the bathroom counter so I was still the same height as Simon. One of his hands went into my hair and he pulled my head back slightly, so he had more room to attach his lips to my neck, making me crumble underneath his touch, my heart racing so fast. He layed kisses all the way down my neck to my collar, slightly sucking on some areas, making a shiver go down my spine. I tried to hold on my whimpers but it wasnât working, it was almost as if Simon is fuelling off of the noise, smirking against my skin. He pushed his body closer to mine, his lower half pushing against my own making me whimper even more, he also let out a groan at the same time as he continued to kiss and suck on the skin of my neck.
âOops. Looks like Iâve stood her up,â Simon chuckled, looking down at his watch before looking back into my eyes.
âJust shut up,â I groaned, pulling him closer to me again, earning a smirk and s groan out of him in the process as his lips landed straight back onto mine.















