I Never Planned On You

5- The *Date*

"Shit, it is cold out today." I said, shivering.

"Ha, sucks for you. You should've put some clothes on." Ben laughs.

"For your information, I am wearing clothes, I just thought it was gonna be warmer out today."

"We're not far from the hotel so we can go back and you can change really quickly." He offered.

"Nah, I think I can manage... As long as we're not outside for too long." I chuckle.

We walked around chatting before we came across a Starbucks, and I obviously wanted to go in.

"You're such a white girl." Ben made fun of me and my excitement.

After we ordered our drinks, we sat down to drink them. I slyly pulled out my phone while Ben wasn't paying attention, so that maybe I could sneak a picture of my cup without anybody seeing me. Sometimes I'm a little embarrassed about how much of a stereotypical teenaged girl I am.

"How do you even drink that stuff? It's practically poison." I ask Ben, looking at his Pumpkin Spice Latte.

Ben looked up from his phone, "Poison? You're seriously calling the most popular drink at Starbucks poison?" He sounds genuinely offended.

"Yes I am! It tastes so gross! I don't see the big hype over it."

"At least the PSL is interesting! I mean, you got a hot chocolate! That's the most boring drink you can get!"

"First of all, never call one of those a 'PSL' ever again. Second of all, there is peppermint in this cocoa! Please tell me how peppermint is boring! It's exciting and fresh tasting! There is nobody who doesn't like peppermint."

"Can we just stop fighting about this," Ben laughed, "We probably sound like an old married couple."

"We probably do." I laughed along.

"So, anyways, why are you so against a pumpkin latte?" He asked.

"It's really simple, I hate pumpkin."

"You're weird, Andrea. You are probably the weirdest one in the whole entire cast."

"I'm just unique." I say, before drinking the last bit of my drink.

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"Dogs or cats?" Ben asked me.

"Cats. Favorite color?"

"Blue. Favorite style of dance?"

"Um, probably tap. Best friend in the cast?"

"JoshyB. All the way. Favorite movie?"

"Hercules, the Disney one. We've been playing this for a while so I don't really know what else to ask." I laugh.

"Yeah I guess we're running out of questions. You hungry?"

"I'm always hungry, dude."

"Let's eat then!" He says, running off in front of me.

"Ben!" I yell, trying to get him to come back. He turns around. "Do you even know where you're going?" I yell again.

"Uh, no!"

"Come back!"

He walks back over to me.

"C'mon, lets go inside somewhere and we can find directions to someplace we can eat." I suggest.

"That's probably a good idea. It's a good thing that you're here because one time Josh and I got lost because we ran off like that without any directions. We almost missed the show."

Boys.

"You guys are trouble. What have I gotten myself into?" I ask, jokingly.

"Well, you already signed the contract so now you're stuck with us for a whole year! Isn't that exciting?!" He said giving me a hug. But, one of those awkward hugs that happen between you and someone who knew you as a baby, but you haven't seen them since then. One of those hugs where the hugger is hugging the huggee around their shoulders, and the huggee is making a weird face because it's a weird hug.

"Okay, get off of me. We have to get some directions to someplace. Where do you want to go?" I spoke as he brought his arms back to rest by his sides.

"Uh, Subway!" Ben said, very excited, may I say.

"If you insist, Benjamin."

"I feel like an old British man when people call me that." He cringed.

"Oh, sorry, Benjamin." I smirked.

"You're not nice. Anyways, while you were making fun of my name, I found a Subway!"

"Let's goooo!" I said, running across the street. I was hungry and really wanted food, so I didn't see the car coming. I heard the tires screech as I was pulled out of the car's path.

"Holy shit, Andie. Are you okay?" I hear Ben's voice. We're both lying on the side of the road, not quite on the sidewalk.

"Yeah, I think I'm okay." I came out surprisingly unscathed. "Thanks for pulling me out of the way."

"Ah, it's my job. Plus, bad boys can't be bad all the time." He said, helping me up, gently.

"Okay, I get that you basically just saved my life or whatever, but you're seriously not a bad boy." I wiped some rocks from my knees. I noticed that Ben's elbow was bleeding.
"You okay?" I ask, picking up his arm, examining the cut. He must have scraped his arm on the road while he was trying to grab me.

"What? Oh, yeah I'm fine, don't worry about me." He smiled

"Maybe we should take a rain check on the Subway, head back to the hotel, and I can get you all patched up." I offered.

"It's really not that bad, but I guess we can do that. Maybe we could watch Hercules after?" He asked, remembering that I had mentioned it was my favorite movie.

"Definitely. Let's head back." I sling my arm over his shoulder and we walk back to the hotel, get Ben's scrape fixed, and watched Hercules until we had to go to the theatre.