Ok so I've been thinking that Simon deserves to be loved. So here we go. Please tell me what you think….
IPOV
I was sprinting to Simon's room, my lungs burning and begging for oxygen. My muscles are aching horribly, but I have to see if he's ok. I have to know he's ok. I slammed open his door, panting heavily my eyes still puffy with old tears, I scan the room intently and find that Simon is sleeping quietly in his bed. I sigh with relief and look at his sleeping face, peacefully sleeping. I crawled in next to him and closed my eyes, he stirs and opens his eyes rubbing the sleep from them. "Hey…" he mumbles wrapping an arm around me and strokes my arm. I smile warmly and turn to face him "Hey hon." I whisper, his eyebrows come together and scowls. "Why were you crying?" he asks worriedly stroking his thumb under my eyes I close my eyes and lean my head into his hand. "I had a bad dream." I mutter. He shakes his head and pulls me closer, nuzzling his nose into my hair "I'm right here." he mumbles into my hair. I kiss his neck softly and run my hand over his chest, he shudders slightly and strokes my hair, "Isabelle… don't." he whispers kissing my head. I shrug and bite his ear softly he rolls over so his back is facing me, I pout and kiss his shoulder and wrap my arm around his torso. "Goodnight Isabelle." He mutters already on the verge of sleep, I nod and giggle closing my eyes and listening to his soft shallow breathing.