Sorry this took so long! I'm in college and things get just a bit crazy when trying to balance everything. I haven't had some me time since the day I moved in. It's been super annoying. So this has been my first time writing for fun since I first published this story. Hope you like the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Misfits.

I couldn't sleep. Whenever I closed my eyes, all I could see was her face. Felicia having powers? Well a lot of people got powers after that storm, but why did her powers have to involve sucking the life form of people to stay young and also keep their powers? That was just creepy as hell. I knew she was selfish and what not, but not to THIS level. I tossed and turned a little trying to get comfortable in Simon's little sister's bed. It felt weird to intrude like this, but it was better to be with someone than no one at all.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was just 2:31. Damn it. Why couldn't I fall asleep? I glanced around to find my sandals and walked out the room and headed towards the kitchen. Maybe some water would help calm me down. As I walked down the hall, I saw a faint light in another room by the stairs. Curious, I walked towards it and knocked on it lightly. This had to be Simon's room. It was only a few moments later did Simon open the door with a worried expression on his face.

"Is everything alright?" he asked me.

"I just couldn't sleep. You know, still a little shaken up by the whole ex-mate trying to kill me thing. Mind if I hang in here for a bit?" I asked. I knew I was pushing it, but I just needed to be close to someone. Simon nodded his head and moved out of the door way to let me in. The room was dark with the only light source coming from a laptop on a desk by the window. The floor and shelves were neat and organized for a boy or even me for that matter. And I could faintly see a line of DVDs by his window too.

"You know your room is neater than mine." I giggled.

"Is that a problem?" I heard him say.

"No, it's just that out of all the blokes I've been around, yours is the first room that actually looks livable. There is no way a creepy monster is hiding under your desk."

"Well, I want to make sure I'm always on time. So keeping things organized is easier for me. If I want to edit films, I have to keep thing tidy and stuff."

I headed over to his bed and sat down. "Well," I said, "There is no problem with that. That's actually a feature you have to tell girls when you hit on them. Not that you should , but you know, um, what I meant was-"

"It's just a good feature to keep in mind." He said as he walked to his desk.

"Yeah, sure." We were silence for a few minutes before I saw him get up and move to the door.

"Are you leaving?" I asked him.

"I was going to sleep in my sister's room." He said.

"No! I mean, um, would you mind just staying here? We can sleep in the same bed." Please don't refuse, please don't refuse.

"But what if you touch me?"

"I can sleep under the cover and you can sleep over?" I waited for him to give me my answer. I know that he would most likely say no, but I just couldn't help but try. His future self told me it was me falling in love with him that made him the future him, but I just didn't really understand that. How did that work? We couldn't have sex because of my powers. Plus, he already gave it up to that slutty charity girl with the psycho killing dad. So how do we fall in love?

I felt the bed begin to move and my head shot to the left to see his figure sitting on the edge of the bed. I smiled a little, knowing he couldn't see it, and got under the covers of his bed. A few seconds later, I felt a body lye next to me and sighed.

"Good night Simon." I said.

"Night Alisha." I didn't know at the time that this was just one of the things that helped us fall in love with each other.

I woke up the next morning with my hand touching something soft yet firm. The pillows in Simon's little sister's room must have been harder than I thought they were. As I opened my eyes, I saw a figure next to me and was startled for a moment. Where was I? Oh that's right, I couldn't sleep last night so I decided to sleep in Simon's room. So that means…I looked at the figure next to me and smiled. My hand was slightly over his stomach, which was in better shape than I thought. He led there, flat on his back over the covers like he said he would looking calm and collective.

That was one of the things I admired about him even when I thought he was a creepier. He was technically the leader of our little group even though Nathan always seemed like the natural leader. Simon always had the ideas even though nobody would admit he did. He knew how to handle different situations through his knowledge of Sci-Fi movies and just plan common sense. I guess I always had a soft spot for him but didn't completely realize it until the Future Simon came into my life.

His body started to shift a little and my eyes went straight to his face. I watched him as he slowly started to wake up and take in his surroundings. He looked startled for a seconded as he looked up at the ceiling but then even more startled to see me lying right next to him.

"Morning." I said. He looked straight into my eyes, daring me to turn them away.

"Good morning." He simply said back. "How long have you been awake?"

"A few minutes. I was just so comfortable. To be completely honest, I haven't slept that good in a long time."

"Oh okay." We were both silent for a while. I didn't realize that my hand was still on his stomach when he sighed a little. That was probably why he was nervous. Of course, I wouldn't blame him. I began to move my arm when I heard him say, "You don't have to move it."

"What?"

"It's over fabric, your hand I mean. So you don't have to move unless, well, you know, it feels weird."

"What feels weird? Simply touching someone? I don't know about you, but something as simple as that is a big deal for me."

"Even if it's me?" our eyes met again and I felt something in my body that I had never felt before. It was a new sensation, a new feeling that no bloke has ever given me.

"Even if it's you." I whispered. He nodded, got out the bed, and walked to the door.

"Do you like pancakes?" he asked me.

"What bloody person doesn't?" I said smiling at him.

"Well I will take that as a yes and cook some for us. After that, we can figure out how to deal with your friend Felicia." I nodded as he walked out the room and downstairs towards the kitchen. My phone started to ring in my pocket and I fished it out to see that Chloe had texted me. She had been gone the past few weeks on holiday with her older cousin in France. Lucky bastard.

Hey hun bun. Want 2 meet ^ at my place later?

So you are back Chloe! Yes! I would luv to c you for a bit.

Cool. See you around 3?

I agreed and headed down stairs to the smell of food: Pancakes, eggs, slightly burnt bacon, and coffee.

"That smells bloody wonderful." I said to Simon as I grabbed a seat at the table.

"Yeah well, when your parents fight all the time and you have a little sister, you tend to learn how to cook a bit."

We talked as he both finished cooking the meal and also ate it with me. It wasn't anything forced, it just felt normal and natural. He also found out that I secretly loved The X-Men while he thought Adele had some catchy tunes thanks to his sister playing them all he time. Time seemed to fly when I was around him. He was like a friend I never had. Someone who knew how you felt and also could connect with you without competing with you. I definitely felt a totally cliché and cheesy feeling inside of me as I kept talking to him. Before I knew it, it was 2 o'clock.

Simon offered to walk me not only home, but also to Chloe's house as well to make sure that I was safe. I told him I didn't need a baby sitter but he reminded me why I was at his house in the first place. I could tell he was silently being over protective of me, which I didn't mind. That just made me even happier, even though I wouldn't dare show him.

When we got to my house, I quickly took a shower and changed clothes. If I know Chloe like I always do, we would be going to a party later, so I packed a over night bag as well.

"It looks like you are going on Holiday, not to just visit a friend for a few hours. " Simon said to me as I walked into the living room where he waited for me.

"Well I sometimes like to spend the night over at her flat so I figure might as well pack a bag." He nodded and we left my place for Chloe's.

When we reached her flat, which was only a ten-minute walk from mine, I felt something in the air that didn't feel right. I think Simon might have felt it too since he all of a sudden became stiff.

I walked up to her flat and saw that the door was opened just a little and panicked.

"Bu-bu-but we were just talking like-"

Simon put his figure over his lips, motioning me to stay quiet. He looked around and found a large stick across the street for him to use in his defense.

"You don't have to do this," I whispered. "She isn't your friend."

"But you are." He whispered back as he walked inside the house. Nothing seemed like it was out of place, but we both heard a laugh coming from down the hall leading to her room. I grabbed the tennis racquet that Chloe used to work out and Simon and I quietly walked over to her room ready to fight. Before we entered, Simon placed a hand on my shoulder and smiled a little. He then ran into the room and paused. When I walked in there too, I saw a weak looking Chloe, tied to a chair with Felicia walking towards us laughing.

"I thought," she said. "Bring the bait here instead of me looking for me it's self."

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