《To Build A Home [ Simon x Wilhelm ]》Something worth remembering
Advertisement
I was sitting on the steps outside our school building, waiting for the last class of the day to commence, the one me and Simon had together.
It was midday but the sun felt strangely soothing on my skin...it was not as strong as it usually is during this time of the day. The sunrays flickered as a small cloud passed over the sun; everything felt so good today.
I took a deep breath, tilting my head back, and let my lungs overflow with the smell of Hillerska. No matter how much I hated this place, it was a part of me now, a part of who I was. True, Hillerska came with its share of bad memories, but the good ones - damn, I would never want to lose them.
I stared into a little puddle of water in the ground, too lost in my own little bubble of thoughts to realize someone had just sit down beside me. I turned as a voice called my name.
"Wille?"
It was the boy himself who had given me the best memories. Simon.
"Hey," I greeted, "I was thinking about you."
"Is that a good or a bad thing?" Simon smiled.
"Well," I shrugged, "depends on the perspective."
"Hmm, elusive Wille," he pursed his lips, "another thing worth remembering."
I laughed. "Cheesy Simme," I replied, then lowered my voice to a whisper, "this is something worth keeping."
As soon as these words escaped my lips, a shadow cast over his eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. Had I been a stranger, I would have never noticed it.
"Everything alright?" I asked.
"Yeah, yeah, absolutely."
We sat in silence for a while.
"This feels like a dream, Simme," I said out of nowhere.
Advertisement
"What does?" he asked, pinching his eyebrows together.
"Everything," I replied. "Everytime I look at you, I get reminded of the day we met at the party. You had this halo in your hair. You looked like an angel," I chuckled, "I touched your lips for the first time... accidentally, but the desire that touch left in me, it never died Simon."
Simon looked at me speechlessly. Man, how I wish I knew what was going on in that beautiful head of his.
I sighed. "Let's go to class, we are gonna get late," I said, standing up.
"Can I come to your room after class?" Simon asked quietly, standing up beside me.
"Sure," I said.
"Okay."
...
The class was dismissed, Wilhelm, turned back to look at me and gave me a quick smile, then walked out. I followed after.
I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I briskly walked out of class and pulled it out. It was an unknown number.
I picked it up.
"Are the proofs ready?"
I knew it.
"Uh, I will have to cross check-" I started but was cut in between.
"I need them by tomorrow."
"But it hasn't been two wee-"
"I know. Plans changed. I need them by tomorrow." And the call went dead.
I looked a my phone, fuming. Who the fuck did he think he was?
Fuck, I have to talk to Casper as well now. I turned into an empty corridor and punched the wall, nearly cracking open my knuckles, and then dialled Casper's number.
"Hello?"
"Yeah, I need the work done by tomorrow...you know what work I'm talking about," I said straightforwardly.
There was a silence on the other end.
"I'll pay you if you need me to."
Advertisement
"No no no no, you don't have to pay me...aargh, I've got to see what I can do. I'll try my best to get it done asap."
"Okay, thanks a lot."
"Simon, stop being so cold please. Look, whatever I said yesterday, let's just forget about it alright. I was being selfish, I know, but I still don't want to lose you as a friend."
I listened wordlessly.
"I'm so sorry for what I said yesterday. From today I am a solemn shipper of Wilhelm and Simon okay? I'll make you one of those cute couple muffins if you-"
"Shut up Casper," I snapped, a wide smile on my face, "it's alright. I get it. Actually, it's a good thing you said all of those things yesterday. It made me realize Wille and I do have some things to sort out."
"Ahh, thank god. I thought you'd never talk to me again," I heard Casper's sigh over the phone.
"I won't if you don't help me out."
"Yes, sir, on it," he said, hanging the call, leaving me shaking my head to myself in the empty corridor.
---
*Author's note*
THANK U SO MUCH FOR MAKING THIS STORY REACH 1.6K READS AAAHHHH ILYALL SM
ps what do u guys think of casper now?
Advertisement
My Husband Is My Professor And Boss
18 years old very beautiful, brilliant & lovely teenager girl Avery. She is in her graduation's first year.
8 964Fish on a stick - A Redmist Story
Chip finally has come of age and as usual for an otter of his age, he wants to work for the Riverfolk Community Trust and Mercenary Company. He has been trying to pick up the trade from his uncle, selling fish to fox and bird nobles at the Yellowrock Bazaar, but when a few new competitors enter the scene during the festival competition, can this otter pull out all the stops and making a killing selling fast food? Fish on a Stick updates daily and is part of a group of Fast Food web serials Wrtten for Fast Food Frontpage Competition, this novel is fish on a stick and don't take it as anything else. Cover art is by: http://phylodox.com
8 290Timeless Love
This is the Sequal of Pain Before Love. You will need to Read the first one to understand this one or you will be confused.This is Keyona Martinez story.******************************************Keyona is a fiesty 5ft 4inch beautiful girl. She has four brothers. They have been over protective of her whole life. Her oldest brother moved to Italy when he turned 21. After graduating college, her parents allow her to travel to Italy along with her other brothers and cousins.She thinks her trip to Italy will be full of partying, adventuring and guys. But what happens when one of those guys is the leader of the Italian Mafia.Daunte Da Luca, a hot headed, dangerous and unpredictable mafia boss. He get anything he wants with a snap of a finger. But what happens when he doesnt get the one thing he desire most with his snap of the finger.What happens when a Vacation turns into a nightmare? When the past comes back and haunts you or more yet, tries to kill you? Will someone help you or will someone die?(NOT EDITED)
8 178Kakanaru: The pain behind Naruto's mask
Naruto is a boy who has been abused by his village. To reduce the number of beatings he is forced to endure, he pretends to be a happy go lucky dead last idiot. Secretly though, he trains with Kurama to become strong. After he graduates he lets go of his mask, tired of having to pretend to be happy. Kakashi, Naruto's teacher, can't understand why this child is so different from the file. As time passes, Kakashi finds himself growing closer to the boy who's eyes look older than they should.
8 175•HIDE ME FROM THE BAD BOY• [Mongolian]
"Зүгээр л...намайг энэ муу залуугаас нуугаад өг, гуйя""За тэгвэл о-" түүнийг үгээ таслахын хажуугаар бид хаалга тасхийн хаагдах дууг сонслоо.
8 88Stone Cold Pacifist (Horror Sans x Reader)
PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY.Your name is (Y/n), and you play the role of an unusual pacifist. In the story of Horrortale, your unique soul allows you to see WD Gaster who no longer holds a powerful connection with the underground due to the inactive core. After your parents are killed, Gaster makes a deal with you. He will help you extract revenge on your parent's murderer, and in return... you were going to fix the core in the underground. While Sans failed to do it when everyone went insane, you knew what you had to do because well. The creator of the core told you everything that you needed to know. The real trick isn't the resources that you've been gathering during your time on the surface for the job, it's the things that are in the underground that you have yet to obtain.While it is true that you have a lot of experience with fighting and a high amount of LV thanks to Gaster's guidance... you now decided to stop killing, and start saving.......But can a stone cold pacifist truly manage her way through Horrortale?Okay, a quick note. This story is rated mature, blood, gore, some more sensitive things that you might find extremely suggestive. Since people are enjoying my Nightmare x Reader story, I decided to do a little bit extra. My updates with this book will be a bit slower. (Totally didn't write this story because I wanted to do a drawing of horror for the cover.) This story is kind of a slow burn, but unlike my other story, the reader is no pushover.Like in the The King's Queen, the cover DOES belong to me, so please do not steal it, etc.Remember these important keys when it comes to reading the story!(Y/n): Your name(E/c): Eye color(H/l): Hair Length(H/c): Hair color(S/c): Skin color(F/c): Favorite color
8 90