@GiseleMTaylor:
Ben and Leilani are one
of a kind. I think they're
the best couple out there.
@benhardy0291 @leilaniadisa
@OfficialRMT:
They basically play us
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"You're like Roger, you know that?" Leilani said, unlocking the door of their shared apartment. "You thought that someone was flirting with me when literally being a waiter requires to be nice to the customers."
"He was flirting with you Leilani," Ben was getting frustrated. "I was watching the way he only kept talking to you and only you."
"If he was flirting with me," Leilani sighed, turning around to face the blonde for a split second before she went towards her little sisters rooms to see if they were there. She was glad they weren't. She didn't want them to see the argument between her and Ben. Just in time, she received a message from Lucy, telling her that the girls were with her. Leilani walked towards where Ben was still standing at, crossing her arms. "If he was flirting with me, did you see me flirt back?"
"You were laughing at his jokes and completely ignoring me!" Ben exclaimed. "This was supposed to be a date for us not you and him."
"Ben he's 16," Leilani chuckled breathlessly. "Even if he was older I wouldn't flirt. I started going out with you for a reason because I love you."
"Well I'm questioning the way you show your love towards me," Ben turned around, walking towards the kitchen. Leilani scoffed. "Everything is about you. Everything. You always want to go out every single day and I am tired. I'm tired mentally and physically."
"Everything's about me?" Leilani questioned, placing her hand on her chest. "Who cooks for you? Helps you practice your lines? Washes your clothes? Cleans the house?"
"Well who tells you to do all that?" Ben asked, leaning on the wall as his hand was placed on his hip. "Hmm? Who tells you to do all that?"
"Nobody tells me to do all that Ben," Leilani answered. "But if I were to do nothing in this apartment, it would be a mess! Your clothes would be piled up and this house would've looked like a tornade came here."
"I—I just can't with this anymore," Ben mumbled.
"With us?" The girl looked at him as he averted his eyes away. She nodded. "Okay."
She walked away from him, immediately heading outside to take a small walk while the sunset was still showing. She walked in the shoes that Ben gave her for her birthday, she was walking with the dress on that Ben thought she looked beautiful in, she was walking with a heavy heart that made her start to cry softly without showing any emotion.
She was walking for an hour or two, not feeling the way her legs ached for how much walking she had done.
"Leilani," she turned to look at where the voice came from, only to come see Ben's car next to her while he had the window rolled down. "Get in the car."
"I'm not getting in with you," Leilani walked more. "I'll just walk back home."
"No, get in the car," Ben sternly said. Leilani ignored him. He sighed, stopping the car and getting out of it. He jogged quickly towards Leilani, grabbing her hand. "Please?"
"Ben you made it clear that you want to break up," Leilani smiled sadly. "It's fine. If you do, it's your choice and I'm okay with it."
"I don't want to break up with you," Ben gulped, grabbing both of her hands. "If not, I want to marry you. Not right now, soon. I want to be able to call you my wife and just settle down with you. I want my future to be with you in it."
He looked at her with a hopeful look and Leilani couldn't help but snort as she wipped away her tears.
"That was really cheesy," she chuckled. Ben chuckled as well, nodding.
"And im sorry that I thought that you flirted back," he apologized. "I'm sorry for the words I said because I'm happy that you are just being wonderful. Amazing. I don't deserve you. I really don't."
"And I don't deserve you Ben. Literally," Leilani smiled at him, hugging him. "You're like a Ken doll."
"Does that make you my Barbie?" Ben whispered in her ear despite no one being around. He heard her small giggle that was muffled by his neck.
"Less plastic and not white," she answered. They were left standing in the sidewalk, Ben's car not too far from them. The only thing that did disturb them was a runner passing by. "I'm hungry, let's go home."
"Did we even eat at the restaurant?" Ben questioned, walking hand in hand with Leilani who thought about his question.
"We didn't," she answered. "We left because of you, dimwit."
