A Night Unforgettable (A Benedict Cumberbatch Story)

Chapter 1: Starstruck (Pt. 2)

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When I walked inside the coffee shop, Jonathan smiles at me from behind the counter. He's pretty much the most adorable thing ever. Dark brown hair, green eyes, and the cutest little grin. I think he likes me, but I'm not sure.

"Hey Beth! Just on time as always!" He laughs, his eyes crinkling up. Okay, so he's super cute. But that's it, he's just.... cute, nothing special. At least to me. I know he'll make a special girl happy!

"I'm sorry Jon! I couldn't find my house keys!" I pout and make a sad puppy face. "Oh alright!" He laughs again. "I forgive, but just this time!"
I smile and then get behind the counter with him, putting on my name tag and washing my hands. "Jon, you're a doll and I owe you!"

He grins and looks at me, "Well, maybe you should take me out for a good dinner!", then he gives me a hopeful pout. "Jon! I'm poor, don't ask me to spend money on you!" I throw my towel at him and burst out laughing.
The door opens and we stop laughing, smiling at each other before I go up to the cash register and take the customer's order, and a small line starts to form, leaving Jonathan and I very busy.

As I'm cleaning up a small mess I spilled on the counter after the line dies down, the door opens again. "Hi! I'll be just a minute!" I call as I'm still cleaning, not looking up.

"Oh that's fine, I have to figure out what I fancy at the moment." A deep, familiar voice chuckles, and I look up, wondering where I would know that voice from. It's that man.... Benedict Cumberbatch. Oh my gosh. Beth, you're staring. Stop staring. Breathe!
I stand up straight, forgetting about the mess. "Oh hi there! You- you're Benedict Cumberbatch!" I stutter, nervously trying to collect myself. "Well, last time I checked, yes I was!" He laughs, his infectious, happy laugh, and I swear I die a little inside. Wow. He's beautiful. I've always loved his work, and his looks, and now, he's here in front of me. This is surreal.

"H-h-how may I help you? I'm sorry, I've never met a celebrity before, this is strange to me!" Bethanie Edel! Collect yourself! He's just a regular guy! A....very famous....not to mention soooooo handsome....regular guy. I'm one minute away from dying right on the spot.

"It's quite alright, sometimes I get nervous when I talk to cute flustered coffee shop girls." He grins and I have officially died and gone to heaven. BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH JUST CALLED ME CUTE....and flustered, but lets not dwell on that.

"O-oh", I giggle and start to turn red, heat creeping up my neck onto my cheeks. "W-well, have you made your decision?" I ask, remembering that I'm on the clock and my job is to give people coffee. "Hey! You're Sherlock!" I didn't even notice Jon had left and come back. "I love the show! It shows London so well! And you-well you're a bloody brilliant actor!"

Benedict smiles politely, "Yeah, thank you! It is really an honour to be recognized when I'm out and about like this! Oh and-" He leans over to read my nametag, "-Bethanie, is it? Ah yes, Bethanie, what a beautiful name! I would like a medium black coffee dear, with some cream and sugar please." He smiles at me and I get back to my working self. "Yes of course sir, that will be £2.20." He hands me the exact change and I get started on making his coffee, and while it brews I turn back to him as he addresses me again. "I noticed you're not from around here!" He laughs and I smile, "Yeah, I'm a Yankee, hope I don't make your coffee too American for your taste!" I giggle and start blushing again. I am flirting with Benedict Cumberbatch. Is this a dream? Am I dead or something?!

(Alrighty, here's the next part of the chapter! Please leave me comments and messages if you have anything you want to see! Also, guess who Jon is modeled after! ;) thought I'd bring all possible fandoms into this!)