You and Simon have been bestfriends ever since you both were just 4 years old, now you both are in the 9th grade and go to the same high school together. One evening you both were practicing volleyball when the coach came in and ask what the hell were you both still doing here. You and Simon had planned a usual movie night together but you told him to go there first and you'll catch up later after you cleaned up the gym, Simon didn't want you being alone but he agreed.

Simon was heading towards the cinema on his motorcycle when you called saying the coach needed you, his heart dropped, he knew something bad will happen but you reassured him that you'll be fine, so Simon kept going. He arrived at the cinema Simon bought 2 tickets for you and him to see a new horror movie.

He needed to use the restroom for a moment, while walking there he suddenly got a call from you, he picked up and he hears you frantically telling the coach to back off, he called your name in frustration and panic over the phone but you didn't seem to hear him then the call hung up.

"Fuck!" he cursed under his breath.

"Knew i shouldn't have left ya there with that arsehole." he growled before turning around and bolted out of the cinema. He got on his motorcycle and sped off towards the high school you both go to, his blood was boiling with rage and worry, he didn't care about the law right now, all he care about was getting to you as fast as he can before that creepy coach did anything to you.

The next thing Simon knew was him standing next to you as he watched the coach get shoved into the back of a police car, he looked down at his bloody knuckles which he punched the coach with before he turned to you. You were staring at the ground, your hair covering your face, you're wearing his jacket since the coach ripped your uniform off.

"you okay..?" he asked quietly as he pulled you into a tight hug and rubbed your back, your face buried into his chest.