Will he Love me ? (A Tom Hiddleston/Benedict Cumberbatch story)

"But the heart wants what the heart wants"

A week later
*India POV*
I am laying on my bed, it is our day of, the last week I have tried to keep myself occupied, not to think about Ben, hoping I would start to feel better, but nothing seems to help, it is still a big open wound.
My phone buzzes and I see it is Ben, why is he suddenly writing me ? I open the message, reading it > I am sorry India, I miss you so much <
I know I shouldn't answer him, but I can't help it and I write back > I miss you very much to Ben, and I am not angry, just hurt <
My heart is beating faster and I roll onto my stomach, looking at my phone, waiting for him to answer > I was thinking that maybe you could come over, you know to talk ?<
I don't even have to think about it, and I am of my bed already before I finish the message > Sure I am on my way <
What to wear, I mean I want to look good, but not like I expect something and not so my mom will expect were I am going, so I end up putting on a pair of skinny jeans and a pretty white top with beading, paired with a pair of booths with low heels and a jacket.
I pull my hair into a messy bun and put on only a tiny bit of make-up, looking in the mirror, yeah I look okay but not dolled up enough for my mum to get suspicious, and by the way she is probably to caught up it Tom to even notice.
"Mom, I am going over to Heather to watch a movie, okay ?" I walk into the living-room, finding my mom and Tom giggling on the couch like teenagers.
I mean, yeah I think they are totally cute together, but well it kind of hurts seeing them so loved up and happy together, not being able to have that myself.
My mom looks up, sending me a smile, and trying to hold Tom's hands so he wont tickle her. "That's great sweetie".
"Yeah just make sure to let us know if you are staying over, okay ?" Tom says, managing to get one of his hands free, tickling my mom relentlessly, making her scream.
I shake my head, smiling at them. "Oh God you two are like teenagers, please behave while I am gone, and no dirty stuff on the couch".
Tom sticks out his tongue at me, but I just hurry out, luckily they bougth my story, the knot in my stomach keeps growing, soon I will see Ben again.
I feel a bit like a criminal, sneaking into his hotel, taking the elevator to his floor and knocking on the suite, waiting for him to open.
"India, come on in". He looks a me as he opens the door, he looks tired, like he haven't sleept much lately, but he is still so very handsome.

*Ben POV*
I can't help but smile as she walks past me, she just look so incredibly beautiful, typical me having to make it all so complicated, couldn't she just have been 5 years older ? Then no one would have raised an eyebrow.
What people don't get is that she is very smart and mature for her age, I mean when we talk I always forget how young she is, because she is just so fun and intelligent to talk to.
"You look stunning darling". I say softly, as I close the door, I really like the top she is wearing, well honestly I like the tight jeans showing off every shape too.
She turns and look at me, her soft eyes as always pulling down my defences, staring right into my soul, in a way no other woman has ever done. "How are you Ben ?"
"Honestly I have had a hellish week, I can't stop thinking about you and I almost haven't sleept, I know everyone tells me that we can't be together, but the heart wants what the heart wants". I tell her feeling a bit nervously.
She steps up to me, putting her little hand on my chest, looking up at me. "Tell me Ben, what is it your heart wants then ?"
"You India, I have tried to deny it, to fight it, telling myself it was just a drunken fling, but my heart aches for you and I can't deny it any longer". My fingers trailing softly down her cheek.
She grabs my hand, kissing each finger, making me catch my breath. "Then don't fight it, don't deny it, I am yours if you want me".
"But India, we will need to keep it a secret, at least for now, can you deal with that, I wish I could just yell it from the rooftops, but your mom would cut my heart out with a dull spoon and the public would crusify me". I wish it didn't have to be like that.
She nods. "If I just have you I don't care about anything else, if everyone knows or no one knows, the importent thing is our love".
My hands softly grabs her face and my lips finds hers, making me moan into her mouth, kissing her just feels so perfect, how can something that feels so right be wrong ?

*India POV*
I don't think I could be happier, he actually wants me, I don't care about anyone else, if he just wants me, and his heated kisses tells me he is truthful.
He pulls me closer to him, and I slide my hands up into his hair, oh how I love those cute gingers curls, and right now it is quite long and all natural, perfect for running my hands into.
"Can you stay with me baby ? I would love so much for you to be the first thing I see in the morning". He whispers against my ear.
I nod, my heart beating wildly, this will be the first time in some ways, the first time we are both sober and were we are not getting interrupted. "Yeah I just have to send a text to my mom".
So I grab my phone, texting my mom, telling her that I will be staying with Heather for the night, then I put it away, and look at Ben. "So what now ?"
"What about we get ready for bed and then snuggle up watching a movie or something ?" He asks and I nod, that sounds pretty amazing, even though I don't know how much movie we will get to watch.