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Chapter Two

*Few weeks later*
(Blaze)
Ben has been going crazy trying to find a new lead singer. We haven't really had time to spend with each other in between the small photography jobs that I do and him locking himself in the music room to look for a new lead singer. I would come out when I called him for dinner and when the boys would come over and I would call him out for that. Then they would go back into the music room and all I could hear was their quiet whispering. I was pulled out of my thoughts when someone rested their head on my shoulder. I looked down and Ben had his head resting on my shoulder, his eyes lightly closed.
"You okay?"
I asked, quietly.
"I'm just so stressed out, and I have been neglecting you. I feel so terrible. Really, how do you put up with me these days?"
He asks.
I turn to him and grab his hand in my face, making him look me in the eyes.
"Ben, you are all that I have ever wanted. All those times that we pushed each other away, all those times that we went back made things right. It is okay though because here we are, and I love you Ben. More than anything. No matter how hard things get in these next few months, I will always be right beside you."
I say.
Tears fill his hazel eyes for the first time since Danny left, he let tears fall down his cheeks. Oh top of the entire thing, he was still mourning the death of one of our dear friends who passed away in June. Him and Ben were really close and were always hanging out here around the house.
"Oh Ben."
I whispered as I pulled him into me.
He buried his face into my chest, grabbing onto me. I gently run my fingers through his hair as sobs racked his body.
"Way did he have to leave us? This band is my life?!"
He whimpered.
I gently kissed his head and continued running my fingers through his hair. I didn't know what to really say to make things better. There's nothing that I can really say that can make it better, to sooth his pain other than how much that I love him.
"It's going to be okay Ben. I love you."
I say, as I still run my fingers through his hair.
His sobs eventually turn into sniffles and he pulls away, wiping at his face with his hands. He looks up at my face sadly.
"I'm so sorry for everything. I haven't been treating you like a boyfriend should. I mean, when was the last time that I even told you that I love you?"
He whispers, his forehead resting on mine.
"It's okay, babe. I know that you didn't mean to. Everybody gets caught up in their work sometimes. Even I am guility of doing it sometimes."
I say, looking into his hazel eyes.
He gives me a sad smile.
"Tell you what, how about you go get dressed and we'll go out to the mall. As much as I like seeing you in one of my t-shirts and leggings, I don't think that it is warm enough outside for that."
He says.
I roll my cheeks slightly at his cheekyness before getting up to go and get dressed. I soon make my way to our shared closet. I pulled out a pair of my ripped skinny jeans, I then decided on one of Ben's black hoodies, and my black combat boots. Ben came into the room just as I slipped his hoodie over my head.
"You really like wearing my clothes don't you."
He remarks.
"Hey, I like wearing them because they smell like you and it helps a lot when I miss you."
I say.
He smiles and rests his hands lightly on my waist. I peck him quickly on the lips before pulling out of his arms. He pouts.
"I have to go and put on some makeup. I can't go out looking like I have just woken from the dead."
I say, sticking out my tongue.
He just chuckles and shakes his head.
"You don't look like you have just woken from the dead without makeup. I don't know who gave you that impression."
He says.
I roll my eyes and walk into the bathroom anyways. I pull open my makeup bag and pull out all of my normal makeup items. Once I am finished, I walk out and Ben is sitting on the bed playing on his phone. He looks up as I stand in front of him. He smiles lightly and wraps his arms around my waist and rests his head on my stomach.
"What are you doing goofball?"
I asked, running my fingers through his hair.
"Just thinking that's all. I just wish that this whole new lead singer thing wasn't this hard."
He says, sighing.
"Well, then let's head to the mall and hang out a little while. Get your mind off it for a little while and then you and the boys can get right back on it bright and early in the morning."
I say.
He sighs and nodds. We then walk out to his dark colored jeep that he had previously bought. He always wanted to take it when we went out, and honestly it doesn't really bother me. We climbed inside and he cranked it and pulled out of the carport. He then tangled his fingers into mine. I smiled lightly. It was nice to have my smiling, carefree Ben back for a little while. We soon turn into the mall, and Ben looks for a parking place. He pulls into one that is midways to the mall. Basically the middle of the parking lot. Ben comes over to my side and opens my door before helping me out and tangling his fingers into mine. We walk with smiles on our faces into the doors. Of course the first store that Ben pulls me into is a store called Spencer's. It has always been one of his favorite stores since Cameron and James showed it to him and Danny while we were on tour a few years back. I think it was during the first tour that I actually came with them on. Ben immediately went to the back wall. I just rolled my eyes and looked at the various t-shirts and hats that they had at the front. I jump slightly when someone wraps their arms around my waist. I looked up and Ben was behind me. He leaned down to rest his chin on my shoulder. I noticed that he had a bag in his hands. I rolled my eyes. He always got something as a joke. Just to mess around with the boys usually. They like to assume things that are not true about our love life a lot so Ben likes to play around with them. I have to admit that it is pretty funny sometimes. They get pretty freaked out sometimes though, because he has been known to go a little over the top with his stories.
"Find anything that you like?"
He asks.
"You know that this isn't really my type of store Ben."
I say with a sigh.
He chuckles and nodds.
"Yeah, I know."
He says.
He then tangles his fingers through mine and we make our way down to Hottopic. I pull my hand out of Ben's and begin to look through the racks of band t-shirts and hoodies. Ben was looking at a different rack off hoodies. He takes one out of the rack and holds the hanger in his hands. I guess that he was going to get that one. I kept riffling through the rack that I was going through. I smiled lightly when I found an Ink Master's tank top. They usually don't have them. I find my size and take the hanger in my hands. Ben soon comes over to the rack that I am looking on as well but on the other side.
"Find anything?"
He asks.
"I found an Ink Master's tank top."
I say with a smile.
He had gotten me into the show back when we were just best friends.
"That's awesome. Maybe I can find one too and we can be matching."
He says.
I smile and shake my head.
"Maybe."
I say.
He shifts through the rack some more and pulls out a t-shirt. He smiles and shows it to me. It was a Skid Row t-shirt like one that he had at home.
"You should get this and then we can wear them together one day and be matching like those cliche movie couples."
He says, with a smile.
I roll my eyes.
"If you insist."
I say.
"I'll even cut it up to match mine."
He says.
"Okay. We'll do it one day before you leave for tour again or something and put a picture on instagram or Twitter. Make the fans to crazy or something."
I say, giving him a wink.
He chuckles and placed the shirt over his arm along with the other one. I took it as he was going to buy it and wasn't going to take no for an answer. I soon walk to another rack and start to shift through it as well. I soon find a crop top with music symbols making a heart in the middle and under it, it said 'music is life.' I smiled and pulled it out. It was my size and on clearance due to it being winter. We soon look the entire store over and Ben ended up with an arm load and I ended up with a few things. I paid for my things and Ben paid for what he had picked out. We decided to walk down to the food court and grab something to eat since that it was getting late. Ben grabs us something and pays. He had gotten us a Caesar salad with some sort of salad dressing and a soda or as he calls it, 'fizzy drink.' We have had many agruments over that. It is pretty funny actually. The guys find it quite funny when we play fight about something completely stupid as what to call a drink or food. We sit down in a booth and Ben snuggles in beside me. We begin eating and Ben chuckles when I manage to get some of the salad dressing on my nose. He hands me a napkin and I wipe it off. Once that we are finished eating, we walk back to the jeep and Ben unlocks it. We climb inside and Ben cranks up. He drives back to the house and hums quietly along to the song that is playing through the radio. We make it back to our house and I am half asleep already. Ben chuckles and we grab our bags. We walk inside and he sits all of our stuff on the couch.
"Do you even want to see what I got you at Spencer's?"
He asks.
"Do I have to?"
I ask, a blush rushing across my cheeks.
"It's nothing bad this time."
He says.
He goes over to the bag and pulls it out. It is unfolded. It is a navy shirt. He turns it and I read the white writing. It reads, 'I would cuddle you so hard.' I smile and shake my head. He knew that it was something I would wear and say because I have said it before.
"That is actually really adorable."
I say, a grin appearing on my face.
He tosses it and hits me in the face.
"I'm not adorable. I am metal."
He says.
"Keep telling yourself that Bruce. After all, you were the one that wanted to get matching Skid Row t-shirts."
I say.
He rolls his eyes and playfully shoves me. I giggle slightly. He wraps his arms around my waist and gently kisses me. He pulls away, a smile on his lips.
"What'cha say that we go upstairs and watch some movies and cuddle?"
He says.
I smile and immediately agree. I missed the little things like that. They were the things that I missed the most. I missed them the most when he was gone. We go upstairs and Ben makes me wear our matching onesies that James had bought us as a joke for Christmas. Ben has pretended that he hated them, but in reality he really liked them and he wore his a lot. We climbed into bed and Ben clicked on the tv. I cuddled into his chest as he flipped through the channels. I chuckled when he stopped on The Lion King. He always would randomly watch cartoons. I don't mind it though, I like cartoons as well.