Chapter 3

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I had to work late tonight because I had to finish up on some of the vests. I was the last one in the rehearsal space, except for the janitor. I was softly singing "When He Sees Me" from The Waitress.

"You have a really good voice." I jump in my seat and accidentally poke myself with my sewing needle. "You son of a bitch." I hiss. I turn and see Ben standing in the door. "Oh crap, I didn't mean to scare you." He says, rushing to the first aid kit on the wall. He gets me a Band-Aid and I put it on my finger. I mumble a 'thanks' and turn back to the best I was working on. "Hey," Ben says. "I just wanted to apologize for making you feel awkward and making your anxiety act up and..." I cut him off. "It wasn't your fault. I should've prepared myself better for meeting other people." He gave me a small smile and pulled up a chair so that he could sit next to me. We wound up talking for a while, just about random things. At 11:00, I got a call from my brother. "WHERE ARE YOU? YOU SAID YOU'D BE HOME AN HOUR AGO!!" "Good lord Ben, i was about to close up. Ben Cook was here and we wound up talking for a while." He told me that he was glad that I was safe, he loves me, and he asked Ben to walk me home, if it wasn't to much of a hassle.

I locked the costume room and met Ben outside the rehearsal space. On the way back to my apartment, we talked about musicals, mostly, I talked about my costume designing for "The Lion King" and "Mary Poppins." He told me about the other guys in the cast and his part as Racetrack. He was so funny and sweet.

When we got in the elevator in my apartment building, I pressed the button for my floor and the elevator jolted up. I wasn't expecting it and I was tossed into Ben. He caught me and we just kinda stayed there. I realized that I was standing there leaning into him and quickly got up. We stood awkwardly until we looked at each other and burst out laughing. His beautiful blue eyes were filled with happiness. The doors opened and Ben walked me to my door. "Well, thanks for walking me home." I said. "Anytime." He said, smirking. I felt my face flush and I turned to unlock my door. Ben waved and walked back to the elevator.

I walked in to see my brother asleep on the couch. I giggle and walked into my room. As I was getting ready for bed, all I could think about was Ben. I don't know why, but his piercing blue eyes kept popping into my head. I don't like him, and even if I did, our relationship is strictly platonic. Like he'd ever want to be with me.

~Ben Cook's pov~

WOW. Y/n is amazing. When I got home, all I could think about was y/n. Her soft e/c eyes, her beautiful h/c hair, her awesome wit, she was perfect. 'Stop it' I told myself. After all, why would she want someone like me?

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Hey!!!! Did you guys like this one? This was the longest one yet so... comment and vote please! I would love to hear any feedback on my writing.

-sj

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