Worth Something

Four

I was awakened by someone in my bed behind me, nagging at me. It was James. Bearing in mind that I'd slept naked tonight I was a little shocked.

"James, I'm naked, get out!" I pulled up the covers, hiding what was my exposed breast.

"I don't care," he began. "It hurts Evie. Why do I do this to myself?" He groaned holding his head in his hands.

"I'll go get you something for that hangover if you get out so I can put a shirt on."

"No," he dumped his head on my chest through the sheets. "I just want to lie here with you today," he nuzzled himself into me.

I rolled my eyes at the hungover mess that was sprawled out over my bed. I just began stroking his hair, and reached the TV remote to switch on Netflix.

James was looking through the shows when I heard a knock on the door. I jumped out of bed, forgetting I was naked and ran to the living room. James was way too hungover to see anything anyway.

Once I'd remembered I wasn't wearing anything, I saw James's top on the sofa and threw it on. I went to the door, it was Ben.

He looked at me a little surprised, seeing me in Bens top from last night, it barely covered half way down my thigh. His lips parted a little bit and he adjusted himself to stand in the door frame.

"I was going to take James home, unless you two are busy together," he noticeably looked down at James's top.

"No, it's not like that. I just needed to throw something on and his top was closest. You can come in," I opened the door wider and allowed him to come in.

"James mate," he called trying to locate where the groaning sound was coming from. He found him in the bedroom and just laughed at him.

"You're a state. Worse than me," he sat down on the bed. I watched the two have a little conversation from the door, before breaking the ice.

"Hey, I'm gonna go have a shower," I waved goodbye to them. Ben half smiled at me and James was still trying to find something to watch on Netflix.

I dropped Bens top, and let the warm water hit against my fragile skin. The water tangled in my hair. A sudden thought came into my head. How much better this shower would be with someone else. Someone like, Ben. I quickly erased that thought from my mind and began to clean myself.

By the time I'd gotten out of the shower, I almost forgot Ben and James were still here. I walked back into the bedroom, with the two boys lying on the bed watching Peppa Pig, James looked pretty endorsed.

Ben smirked as he saw me walk in, I felt an urge to flirt with him but resisted, James being in the same room and all. And, of course, what I had to remember.

I was pretty sure my towel was securely tied, until I went to open my drawers to get an outfit ready. The whole thing just dropped down, and Ben saw everything.

His mouth hung open, but James hadn't flinched and was still endorsed in his Peppa Pig show. My cheeks flushed red, and I grabbed my towel and pulled it back up.

I grabbed the clothes and prepared to get ready in the living room. I heard footsteps approaching me and Ben pushed me into the wall. "Did you drop it on purpose?"

I couldn't resist the temptation to flirt back with him. "Would it matter if I did?"

Ben pinned me against the wall and kissed me. I definitely kissed back this time. Just having Ben so close to me made me wet, I felt like I needed him.

But I knew I can't have him, and it'll only end in hurt, so I pushed him away, "I'm sorry."

It felt awkward, because it was awkward. I didn't know what to say to him, and he sure as hell didn't know what to say to me. "Do you want me to leave?" Ben stared me in the eyes, almost as if he was forcing me to say no.

"Just go and lie back down with James, I'll be back in a minute," I avoided looking at him as he left the room.

I put my clothes on, and grabbed some paracetamol with a glass of water, and walked back in there. "James," I snapped, removing him from his Peppa Pig trance.

James looked up and groaned. "Thank you," he reached for the paracetamol and the glass. I exchanged looks with Ben, but they were expressionless, as if nothing just happened between him and I.

I left and went to the kitchen, just going on my phone for a few minutes before Ben came in. He stood close to me.

"I'm sorry Evie, I shouldn't have pushed you like that," he said as I placed my phone down on the counter.

"It's not your fault, Ben. It's just that we barely know each other," I shrugged.

"Then why don't we get to know each other," he smirked looking down at me.

"Are you asking me out," I folded my arms sarcastically.

"How's about a movie, and pizza at my place, tomorrow" he asked. I smiled straight at him, "deal."