Fleeting Optimism & The Sex God

The Next Day

It would be a lie if I said that I would have forgotten Ben Pierce overnight. It would also be a lie if I said I was a full optimist. I grab a cup of coffee and a cigarette as I was about ready to head out the door. Good things, like bad things, come in threes, or so the sages tell us.
The following day consisted of reflecting on the concert in class. Ben had stayed for a while, his eyes were on mine. My face rouged as he looked at me. "Kal," Mr. Pierce says my name, snapping me back to reality.
"Shit," I think, barely uttering the syllable aloud. "Y-yeah," I look around the room, doing a slight double take when I saw that Ben was gone. Was I seriously losing my shit? Was I just seeing things? What was it about that God of a man?
Mr. Pierce notices that I had a lot on my mind, I wished that I could flatly say that I was falling hard for his brother. It would be a vastly unrequited love, but I could care less at this point. I secretly cursed my very meeting Ben. The air still slightly smelled of his aftershave, it was quite odd, but I didn't care.
Feeling his presence still lingering in the room was very intoxicating. I felt a little tingle of pleasure and anxiety float through my body whenever I thought about him.
*little time skip*
   The rest of the day goes by agonizingly slow.  I couldn't possibly begin to fathom that these are the years that fly by the fastest, but they'll always be the ones I'll  remember forever. 
I hear my phone go off, there's an unknown number on my screen.  "Hello?" I ask as I answer the phone.
"Kal?" A male voice says.  I recognized it almost instantly.. it was Ben.  "Is that you?" He asks I could tell he was smiling his  as he was talking.
  "Yes, who's this?" I ask, wanting him to say his name.  The thought of of was making me crazy. 
"Its Ben Pierce,"  he says.  His voice was a bit richer over the phone. 
I bite my bottom lip before speaking again.  "How did you get my number?" I ask, my face reddening slowly.
"I know some people, sweetheart," he chuckles confidently.
I wonder if he truly felt the same about me.  I know I wouldn't be able to dare to ask, not tonight. 
"Kal? Did I lose you, baby girl?"  He asks, I felt as if I was going to swoon.  Being called baby girl by the sex god himself?
"Y-yeah, I'm here," I stammer.  Fuck, why can't I be normal?
"Well, firstly, you should get some rest, you have too much on your mind.  Secondly, can I keep your number?" He asks, knowing that there was no way in a frozen hell I'd say 'no.'
"Yeah, you can, Ben, goodnight," I say, almost unwilling to let him go. 
  "Goodnight, Kal sleep well,"  he says with a lighthearted chuckle.  He makes a soft kissing noise into the phone, and my heart flutters as he hangs up.
I get changed into some comfortable clothes, sighing to myself.  Ben Peirce, at this rate,  you'd be the death of me.

**Another little time skip**

Having Ben in my life is truly one hell of a ride.  My mind tells me that he's nothing but trouble, but my heart, my spirit tells me that its a good idea. Every fiber in my being wanted him to be mine, and I wanted to be his.  He told me that if I ever needed him to call.  I took advantage of this without being obsessive. 
  "Hey Ben?" I ask softly as we talked on the phone one night. 
  "Yes, Kal?"  He responds, his voice still making me crazy whenever I heard it. 
"What would you call what we have?" I ask, biting my bottom lip.  We were far from lovers, but far from friends. 
  "Baby girl, you don't have to worry about that.  I knew that I wanted you the way you wanted me.  Is that enough?". He asks, making my heart flutter.  Romance was a  foreign concept to me.  
"Okay," I smile like an idiot.  "I love you," I say through a light stammer.  I knew that I felt these feelings, but did he.
There is a silence on the other end, then I hear a *click*.