Jeff x Ben-Dirty Mind

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I leaned back as I sighed, and looked around the closet.

I suppose I can wait them out. I don't mind.

I thought as I turned to Ben. I could still see his blush even in the darkness of the closet.

Ben looked around nervously as he clutched the end on his shirt and sat on his legs, soon crisscrossing them.

What's he thinking about?

BENS POV *I'm not going to do other peoples point of views other than Jeff's in this book much*

I looked around nervously. I can't believe the bottle actually landed on me. What the hell should I do? I knew I would be too scared to actually make a move on him.

I looked at Jeff as he leaned back, looking cooler than ever, with his messy unkempt hair, and a baggy hoodie as he looked off-UGH I like him so much 0///0

I've wondered what it would be like to be romantically involved with him for a while now. I find myself stalking his Snapchat stories and Instagram posts late at night, to see if he's ever with a girl, or calls someone babe.

He thankfully never does.

He's more of a casual person, who isn't ever in long-term relationships, but mostly things like a one night stand, or casual hookups.

His tall composure always towered over me as he talked in that raspy tone of his to me casually. Him being one of my closest friends but...

I've always had a crush on him.

I dread the thought of him hearing the rumors about me and stop hanging out with me because of them.

He's so mysterious and doesn't socialize much, so I was very happy to learn he was going to come to the party.

I waited for him in the bushes, as I saw him strut down the dirt road... I remember I asked some which that was coming to the party to rig the bottle when he spun it to make it land on me. Why did I think this was a good idea?!

Now I'm alone in a closet with him.

I looked up at him, as I noticed him eyeing me.

Was my blushing showing??? Am I visibly shaking?

I internally panicked and quickly looked down again, hoping to avert his eyes but when I looked back up, he was still looking at me.

He scooted closer and sat across from me as he looked me in the eyes.

"Okay, why the hell are you freaking out?" He asked quietly, cocking an eyebrow as he brought his knee up to rest his elbow on it and used his other hand to lean his weight on.

I love how he swears easily. It just makes him sound cooler. Maybe it even turned me on... omg I can't believe I just thought that...

"I-I..." I became lost in thought, imagining his kiss. His soft, damaged, white skin against mine.

"N-nothing. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to.." I said nervously, my sentence ending quietly.

JEFF'S POV

Oh.. That's it... He's thinking about that.

I realized how much he truly was blushing, and it wasn't just from the alcohol anymore.

I guess those rumors are true, but I want to make sure.

"Ben," I sighed. He looked up at me with a cute blush forming all over his face. He's really nervous. I could almost hear his heart beating out of his chest.