Hold On Forever (Asking Alexandria) ON HOLD.

Chapter 8

Cassie woke up early the next morning, firstly because instead of sleeping in a bed, she was on a window sill, and secondly because the white clouds were incredibly bright this morning. She tried to remember where she was for a while, then she saw a tattoo'd arm and remembered she was still with Ben. She smiled softly before slowly sitting up, careful not to wake him. Cassie watched him for a while, not even noticing the blanket of snow in the streets below her, and when she did she could hardly take it in.

She debated whether to get up and make coffee, but endless questions were filling her mind. What if she made it wrong? What if he had sugar? What if she didn't use enough coffee? Or too much? What if she burnt the appartment down? She didn't even drink coffee, let alone know how to make it.

Her thoughts were broken by a heavy sigh, Cassie looked back at Ben who was now rubbing his eyes and trying to sit up, he looked quite cute when he was waking up. All fresh-faced. She couldn't help but smile at him.

'Feeling any better today?' she asked softly, looking into his blue eyes that were slightly bloodshot.

'I suppose' he chuckled, 'sorry for last night, I made it so fucking depressing'

'It's fine'  Cassie shrugged, 'I don't mind, I want to be there for you'

He leant over, hugging her slightly before standing up, then slowly looking out of the window, 'fuck off snow'

 'Shut up, it's pretty' Cassie said, continuing to look out of the window upon the beautiful white streets. There were tons of people walking down them, couples, serious people on their way to work, a few people taking pictures, some shoppers even. 

'We'll go for a wander in it today then' Ben shrugged from the kitchen, preparing the coffee Cassie had been debating.

'Tea, please' Cassie smirked, 'with three sugars, and okay, then maybe we can come back and watch movies?' she began to play with the hem of her shirt, scanning Ben's face as he began to spoon the sugar into a navy blue mug, he was so hard to read sometimes.

'Sure' Ben chuckled, 'it's been a while since I've had a movie night' 

'We'd better make it a good one then' Cassie smiled shyly, walking over to the marble island in the kitchen, sitting on a black swivel chair just as Ben handed her her tea.

*** CASSIE'S POV ***

I sipped my tea in silence, I think Ben was one of the first people I'd ever met who could make the perfect cup of tea. I could feel his eyes over me, analyzing my every flaw. All of a sudden I didn't feel as confident anymore, my insecurities kicked in and I just hoped Ben wasn't thinking oh my fucking god what is she?

Not that I can ever imagine him saying that.

I finished the rest of my tea, walking rapidly over to the sink and putting the empty mug in it. I turned around awkwardly, noticing Ben was still stood there watching me, smirking at me, keeping an eye on me. 

'Do you mind if use the shower please?' I said, my voice low and nervous.

'Yes, actually, you'll have to ask next door' Ben said, his voice serious as he drained the rest of his coffee, he noticed my expression and laughed, 'I'm joking, there's an en suite in your room'

'Thank god for that' I breathed, before walking as fast as I could towards my room, hoping Ben had found something better to look and smirk at.

As soon as I was in the bathroom I slammed the door, locking it and looking through the white cupboards for a towel. I pulled one out, it was really soft and a creamy colour, I set it on the side by the sink and then I began to strip. I stood in the shower and just stared at it, trying to figure it out. What kind of a shower was this? At first it was freezing cold, then boiling hot. But I eventually sorted it.