Mi Amor. The Sandlot. Benny x Smalls. Book 1

He Loves Me That Much?

(Time Skip two days from previous chapter.)

Scotty's Pov.
I sat on the bed, while Benny was in the shower.
I was thinking. Thinking about my birthday. It was in two days! I'm nervous. What if Benny didn't actually want to do it? What if he didn't like the rest of my body?
No. Don't think like that. If he didn't like my body, then he wouldn't want to touch me all the time. He wouldn't keep reminding me about it.
I was snapped out of my thoughts, as benny walked in the room from the shower. I didn't realize he was only in a towel. He had a white towel wrapped around his lower waist.
"Hey b-ABY!" I began to say, but then looked at Benny.
He walked over to his dresser.
"You've never done this before" I said with a smirk. He chuckled.
"Purposely did it." He said looking for clothes.
"And why is that?"
"Because I felt like it. I wanted to see how you'd react." He said as he got dressed into his night clothes.
"Well then, you should do it more often," I said. He came over to me, and grabbed my waist.
I gasped in a playing way,
"And you have damp hair? Could you be any sexier?" I said with a laugh.
He smiled and kissed me.
"Are you ready? We only have two more days, tomorrow and then your birthday" Benny asked
"Yup, I'm more than ready." I said with a smile.
"Good, all I want is for you to be comfortable"
"I am, I always feel comfortable with you. I never wasn't."
I hugged him, I trusted and loved him so much.
"I love you, more than anyone could" he whispered. I kissed him passionately. He rubbed my waist with his hands.
We kissed a couple more times then decided to just hangout.
See, we can kiss each other without it turning into a make out session.
It was 8:30pm.
Before we came upstairs, we ate dinner. But Benny's parents had to go to bed earlier than usual. Because Benny's dad had a business trip, and the airport is an hour away, and it's a 3 hour wait. Plus, Benny's mom also had to go to work.
We were laying in bed, and I was snuggled up against Benny. As usual. We were talking, about what? I don't even know. But Benny kept looking at his closet. I noticed it, and was confused.
"Benny?" I said softly.
His attention was brought back to me.
"Hm?"
"Why do you keep looking at the closet?" I asked. He looked at the closet again, then back at me.
"I gotta go through it. My mom told me to, and I haven't done it yet. She wants me to do it before school starts." He said as he looked again.
"Oh, do you wanna go through it now?" I asked.
He thought for a moment.
"Sure, we have nothing better to do" he said.
I got up off Benny, and he stood up.

He cracked his back, and walked over to the closet.
"Me personally, when I clean out my closet, I usually sit down to do it" he said.
"Ok then, we can sit," I said with a laugh.
He opened his closet, and sat down.
His closet was kinda messy.
"Okkkk... where to start?" He said. Then he started to make certain spots for things. One for keep, and one for throwing away, or donating.
He started to pick clothes up, looking at them to see if he's gonna keep them or not.
"Uhh... no, doesn't fit. Don't like this, don't want that." He mumbled as he threw clothes into the donate pile.
I was watching him, until suddenly, he pulled out a book.
"Oh.. I forgot about this.." he said.
"What is it?"
"It's my journal.. basically my diary. I kinda threw it in here when you first came over when we started dating. I didn't want you to see it.." he said, why didn't he want me to see it?
"Why?" I asked.
He opened it up, and read it.
"See, the last time I wrote in this, was July 13th, we started dating on the 9th." He said as he pointed to the date in the corner.
"Can I read it? If you don't mind?" I asked.
"Of course," he said. He handed me the book, and continued to go through things.
I opened up to the first page. It was basically just about how he felt about having a diary. And I read some more, most pages were about playing baseball, and such. But then I got to a part that had me in it..
'June 17th, 1962,
Dear diary, Today, someone new moved here. His name's Scotty, I think. He seems nice, and he's kinda cute.. Something happened in my heart today. I saw him in front of his house, moving his stuff inside. When I saw him, he waved at me, and I waved back. When I walked away, my heart skipped a couple beats. He is really cute. I hope to get to know him more.'

I read that, and my heart melted.
And I read more. More pages, until I got to two pages with writing. They were both on the same day..
'July 9th 1962,
Dear diary, I can't believe it. I actually asked out my crush! And he said yes!
I never thought I could do it. I knew I was never into girls, but when I first saw him. I knew he was the one. And he plays baseball with me and the guys at the sandlot! So I get to see him everyday! He is so adorable. I love him so much, but I don't know if he'll love me how I love him.. I asked him out at my spot in the woods. I never showed anyone that spot, but he is just the one. I love him. I love his smile, his laugh. I love his eyes, the color of his eyes. I love him voice, just him in general. He is the one for me, I know it. And I hope to be with him forever. And that he'll never leave me.. I love him so much.'

Wow. He really loves me.
I looked up at Benny. He was still cleaning. I read the last two pages, which were about me, and how he adores me. And about how he loves me a lot.
"Baby," I said.
"Yes, mi amor?"
"I love you, and adore you so much." I said softly.
He stopped for a second, he turned to look at me.
I put the book down, and got closer to him.
"You do?" He asked
"Yes. I love you, and I'll never leave you. Never. I love you too much to even sleep without you. I know you worry about that, but don't. I'll never leave, I'm here till the very end. I promise. I love you." I said. He almost had tears in his eyes.
"I love you" I said again as I cupped his cheeks. He put his hand on my wrist. He leaned closer to me.
"I love you too, more than anything." He said softly. A tear left his eye. I gave him a kiss, then hugged him.
He wanted to cry.. He always felt like he was not good enough, and that he doesn't have a purpose. That's something he struggles with. And I help him with that, a lot. Because I love him, so much..