The billionaires best friend

Chapter one

Pic of Ben.

Book two of the billionaires series.

Ben's PoV

DILLON, GET UP HERE!... Three years, it's been three long years since that day in the cabin. Since the day my heart official broke. I knew he slept around, I'd see the skanky little sluts he brought around but I'd never had to endure the heartbreak that came with knowing he was right upstairs fucking one. All the while me and my sixteen year old heart were sitting downstairs breaking as I played monopoly with my big brother and Theo's little sister acting like nothing was wrong. I decided there and then that Darius Grey was not getting my love anymore.

Did it work? Did I stop loving him liked I'd done since I turned twelve and he took off his shirt to swim at our house and I popped my very first boner just looking at him. No, I didn't but he's never going to know that. I loved him so much when I was twelve and we got along great he was twenty back then but he acted like he was fifteen. Rick and Lor were always busy building the business so Darius would come over to keep me company. For two years things were great, I got to spend most of my days with my crush, I'd go to school and come home to find him there.

It all changed though when he decided to go to college, at first I noticed a lack of communication, we went from talking everyday to once or twice a week. When I mentioned it to Rick he told me Darius needed to find his own path and going to college was broadening his horizons so I should let him be. I was fine with that, who wouldn't want the person they loved to have a good life, I just wanted to be included a little more. I knew I'd never get to call him mine, there was the age gap but mostly there was the fact that he was Rick's best friend. Sure he'd spend lots of time with me but it was for Rick, it allowed Rick the free time to go to work without worrying about me like my big brother does as a second nature. The moment Rick came home they would watch movies or go out together, I didn't even mind that it's what friends do.

What I did mind was when I turned fifteen and he started bringing around his skanks. I barely spoke to him I was so mad, I knew he didn't know about my feelings but I still resented him for dating so many beautiful, but oh so dumb, boys. Some were actors, some models and some just plain beautiful. I hated them, I hated him and I hated the fact that I'd never measure up to that standard. So I just tried to keep my distance and every time he came around I would tell him to leave me alone or give him some attitude, childish?. Sure. But I needed to protect my heart somehow and tricking myself into thinking I hated him was the only way I could think of.

The nights though, alone in my bed hearing him call me his little beauty in my mind as I jacked off to the images of him in my head or simply lying there staring at my ceiling wondering what or who he was doing right now and wishing he was mine were the worst. I would cry at times, I would be angry at times but I always, always loved him with every fibre of my being but all I could do was dream and wish.

I'm nineteen now and the ache never left but I'm going to college and I'm away from home more so I don't see him as much. I have a boyfriend for the first time and I'm determined to make it work because I'll die old and lonely waiting for the one I really want. Rick, Theo, Lor, Darius and Kate don't like Will, my boyfriend but I don't care. He's the first person to show any interest in me and I know he can be a little bit of a jerk at times but I kinda like him and I will do what I want. I'm not some little kid now that they can boss around and be over protective about, I'm becoming a man and Darius Grey is not going to be my world anymore.