What I Want

Chapter 4: Glowing in The Dark

A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you to all of you who actually have read this far. It means a lot to know that there are people who like this story. I hope you plan on sticking around, as I have A LOT! still in store for this story. Anyway, the underlined section is from song lyrics. I think you will recognize where they come from. In case you don', and to write a disclaimer, it is from "If Only" by the sensational Dove Cameron. I own no rights to it. Also, thanks again to my AMAZING beta Death of a Dark Angel! Anyway, here is Chapter 4!  and please review!

It was about 2:00 P.M. when Mal had finally awoken. Ben's phone was buzzing on the nearby night stand. She yawned contently. She opened her eyes slightly, noticing Ben staring at her. He was still here? Why had he stayed? Didn't he have things that needed to get done? She wanted to know, but she knew he would just brush her off. His phone buzzed again.

"You may want to get that," Mal groaned, still slightly sleepy.

"It can wait."

"What if it's important?"

"I'm sure it is being handled."

"What if it's your parents?" Ben reached for his phone immediately, knowing very well, that if he didn't, he would have hell to pay. His mother always had to know where he was and what he was doing. She was a bit nosy. Sure enough, it was his mother. She had left him 10 voice mails. He knew he was going to be in a shit load of trouble. They both jumped when they heard a knocking on the door. That was when Ben realized he never locked the door behind him. He hoped the person on the other side didn't just barge in like he did.

"Yes?" Mal chirped, hoping her slightly still lust filled voice wouldn't betray her.

"Mal, have you seen Ben? He isn't answering his phone," Belle asked worriedly on the other side. Both teens went red in the face. Ben grabbed his clothes and ran for the bathroom. Mal quickly got dressed, thinking of how she would answer Belle's question. She didn't want to lie to her, but at the same time she didn't want her to know what they were up to. She started to panic. That was when she heard Belle's phone ring.

"Hello?" Belle asked to the other person on the phone,"Oh hi Ben, why didn't you answer your phone?" Mal went to her bathroom door and listened in on what Ben was saying, wanting to be sure he didn't say anything to give them away.

"I just didn't hear it. That's all," Ben replied,"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you mother. Where am I? I'm at the dorms just hanging out. You don't need to know with whom. All that matters is that I answered. Please stop worrying. I'm fine! Yes. Yes. You're right mom. I'm sorry I talked back at you. Ok. Ok, mom. I'll talk to you later. Bye. I love you too. Bye." Mal could here Belle stomping away. Ben then stepped out of the bathroom.

"That was too close. I apologize about that," he breathed,"she just worries too much."

"At least you have a mother that worries about you. You should apologize to her. You were a bit rude to her."

"Apologize for what? Not wanting to tell her every detail of my life? Did you want me to tell her what we just did?" Ben replied, but as he spoke he realized how he sounded to her. Mal was right. He was rude to his own mother.

"You're right, Mal. I'm sorry I snapped at you."

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean to. You just wanted to keep her from finding out what happened."

He then scooped her back into his arms.

"I love you," he sighed into her hair. He was relieved that she forgave him. She was not one to easily forgive.

"I know," she replied, the word love still foreign to her ears. She still wasn't used to someone saying 'I love you' to her. Her mother had never said it to her, not even once.