Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)

When you were 19- part2

You all walk down the road toward the coffee shop near the theatre. It's always been your favourite coffee shop, you would always come here after school to do my homework. When you didn't want to go home you would just come here and have a muffin and just relax. It was your haven really.

"This is really cute" Benedict says as he walks slightly in front of you and Oliver to go through the push doors. He opens it slightly and nods for you to go through first

"Thank you. It's always been my favourite place to come and relax. You have to try the hot chocolate ! It's to die for honestly!" Benedict chuckles as You walk past him through the door. Your soon followed by Oliver, and then Benedict.

The three of you stand in front of the menu board

"I don't know what your looking at the board for, we both know what your gonna have" Oliver teases. You giggle and nudge him with your hip slightly. Benedict turns his head and smiles at you both.

"What's this that you usually get then?" He asks, smiling

"I always get the strawberry and banana smoothie it's just so-" You make an embarrassing orgasm noise before you turn red and look down. You hear Olivier chuckling to your left and when You look up and see Benedict with his head knocked back laughing.

"I'm going to have to try this smoothie if it's that good!" He chuckles. You smile and order yours and Benedict's drinks (You insisted on paying for him)
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After talking about the play Oliver went to call his mum

"You don't look old enough to go to plays. How old are you?" Benedict asks, playing with the straw in his empty cup.

"I'm 19"

"19? Shouldn't you be hitting them clubs and cutting some shapes?" He acts out 'big fish little fish'. Laughing, You shake your head.

"I tried clubbing but it wasn't really my thing. I'm much more of a stay at home girl. I love to cuddle up on the sofa and read." Benedict smiles warmly and puts his elbows on the table and leans on his palms

"What's your favourite book?"

"Hmm... I would have to say Pride And Prejudice. I know it's sappy but-"

"It's one of my guilty pleasures" Benedict laughs. You chuckle back

"Well I'm not that guilty if I'm honest" he admits, laughing.

"Anyway you don't look old enough to be watching theatre plays anyway. How old might you be sir" You say in a posh accent. He looks down and smiles.

"I'm 29" gosh he doesn't look it, you thought.

"Wow ermm. You don't look it" You say quickly. He laughs before looking at his watch

"Good god, it's 11pm! What time does this place close?"

"It stays open till 12. We don't have to stay though. If you have somewhere you need to be" You nervously ramble.

"No I'm good. I'm just thinking for getting you home" You sigh

"I'm not in any rush to go home to be honest" You look at the floor and then inhale deeply before putting on a smile.

"So what do you do 'job wise?'?"

"Well I'm an actor. I actually applied for representation at an agency but they haven't really got back to me. How about you?"

"That's so weird , I wanna be an actress too! I'm in uni at the minute studying acting and theatre."

"Which uni?"

"Manchester" his jaw drops

"What?" You laugh

"I went there and studied the exact same thing! That's so bizarre!" He puts on a posh accent making you laugh again.

"Gosh that is weird" You chuckle

"I wonder if any of the same teachers are there" he says to himself

"Did you have miss King?"
He smiles widely

"Yes! I remember her! She was such a cow! She never liked me!" He sulked.

"Yeah I have her now. She's so rude isn't she! She's always criticising the way I read. It's so annoying" You fold your arms and laugh, Benedict laughs back.

"Manchester uni. That's quite a trek you have there"

"Yeah well I'm kind of on my break at the Minute so I thought I'd come home and spend some time with my mum and see some friends and such" He nods

You and Benedict sat there, talking about nothing in particular but laughing hysterically. It just felt so natural

"Y/N"
You feel someone tapping yor shoulder. You turn round.

"Hey, you okay? I thought you were talking to your mum. Then you just never came back" You laugh.

"Yeah well Olivia answered and she was chatting for ages. You know what she's like" You smile.

"I should probably take you home Y/N, Your mum will be getting concerned if your not back soon." You sigh and nod. you turn round to Benedict and see him on his phone; probably making a conscious effort not to listen to your conversation.

"I need to go" You say politely. He looks up and puts his phone in his pocket. He smiles and gets up

"No problem" he gets off his seat and waits for you to gather your things together. Oliver went on his phone and kind of ignored the two of you.
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"Thank you for my drink Y/N. It was lovely" he says, putting his jacket on outside the cafe.

"It's no trouble. Thank you for giving my book back to me"

"It's no problem Hun" he smiles.

"are you two going to be okay getting home?" You nod

"Yeah Olivier has a car" Benedict nods and smiles at Oliver.

"Well it was lovely to meet the two of you" he outstretched his hand to Olivier who shook it manly. Whereas for you, he brought you into a light hug where you breathed in his musty scent.

"If it's not too weird to ask, you two are the only people I know who are relatively interested in this kind of theatre round here. Maybe we could go and see the next show together when we're all free?" He looks at you and then Oliver. You look at Oliver and smile.

"Of course! That would be lovely" You smile. Benedict pulls his phone out his pocket again

"What's your number?"
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"I'll give you a ring or text if I hear anything. Have a nice evening you two" he smiles and turns round and walks in the other direction.

"He was abit creepy wasn't he" Oliver whispers as you two turn round to walk to his car.

"Don't be daft he was lovely"

"Weird though. I mean it's abit creepy to ask two teenagers to go to the Theatre with you"

"Don't be stupid. We offered him a coffee. He was just a nice guy leave him be" You roll your eyes.

"I don't think we'll be hearing from him again soon anyway" Oliver sulks. You roll your eyes again and continue to his car.