what if it's us fanfiction

five

ben's pov

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I felt so nervous talking to Arthur on the phone, I just kept rambling and waiting for him to hang up on me or interrupt me. He didn't, and I could tell he didn't just set the phone down and walk away because I could hear his irregular breathing on the other end of the phone. Was he nervous to talk to me too? Arthur giggled at a joke I made about my college course and I felt all my nerves disappear.

This is Arthur. This wasn't some new relationship where I had to relearn everything. I knew Arthur for the boy I loved, sure he might be a bit different and things might be a bit awkward at first, but I had a feeling in my gut that we would work things out. While talking to Arthur I had found my dorm room to be quite messy. I tried tidying it up while talking, which just doubled my rambling. I somehow caught myself and asked Arthur about how his day was going.

"Me? Oh my gosh, it was great. You know the roommate that you get in college?" I laughed at his statement. As if the roommate that was assigned to your dorm with you was some sort of textbook you go in your first class.

"Yes, I know what a roommate is," I teased and I could hear my heart beating out of my chest. I wondered if his heart was beating fast too. I felt myself holding my breath until I heard Arthur's laugh ringing in my ears. I was officially head over heels for Arthur. In love with him all over again. It had only been TWO PHONE CALLS. Yet, somehow...

"Well I've been trying to talk to him all year and we finally talked today! And he's gay too! He talks to his boyfriend on his cell phone and he likes plants and yoga and stuff. I think we'd be great friends, I was so worried he would be homophobic or something," now Arthur was the one rambling. Maybe this was just how our relationship was going to be. One rambling and one listening, and then we switch.

"That's so awesome!" I smiled into the phone, genuinely. I felt stupid for sitting in my empty dorm room, smiling at my ex-boyfriend who isn't really my ex, who can't even see me because it was a VOICE call. One thing was for sure, I couldn't get my heartbeat to slow down. Not even if I wanted to, why did Arthur of all people have this effect on me? Arthur sneezed on the end of the line, making my attention snap back to him.

Is he sick? Is he getting sick? Where is he? What did he catch? Is it just a sneeze?

"Arthur, where are you?" I questioned him, hoping that he would say his dorm room or someplace warm.

"Uhhh... I'm outside my building?" he giggled, I groaned throwing myself on my bed and staring up at the ceiling.

"You KNOW its cold outside right?" I questioned him, "you're gonna catch a cold!" I whined like the overprotective mother that I was, I verbally forced him to go back to his dorm room. He was laughing the whole time insisting that he was fine and wasn't going to catch a cold.

"If you have a cold the next time you call me I get to tell you I told you so," I insisted and Arthur laughed, telling me that I had all the bragging rights and that Evan was done with his phone call and that he had to go.

"Goodbye, mom," he joked and I could hear his stupid smirk.

"Goodbye, Arthur,"

I hung up and looked up at my ceiling wondering what Arthur was going to do tonight. If only we weren't thousands of miles away, maybe I could go over to his dorm and hang out with him and Evan. Maybe we could chill and Evan and I could become friends and I could call Evan and talk to him about Arthur and he could tell me about some cute lil things Arthur did.

I head a loud BANG and immediately jumped five feet in the air. I looked up at my roommate in the doorway and glared at him immediately. He smirked at me as if it was cool to scare someone who was fantasizing about their boyfriend.

"You're a jerk," I mumbled envying how his stupid smirk grew wider noticing how frazzled I was.

"Oh please, I'm not the jerk." he untied his doc martins and I almost made a comment, and I didn't. I made the mental note in my head at the socks he was wearing, which had little weed leaves on them and almost made me wonder what he did in his free time.

"Connor, can you just shut up? I'm going to try and get some sleep now," I turned away from him and faced the wall, picking at the paint that was starting to chip off. My roommate sighed and threw his earbuds in listening to some very loud rock music that made it impossible to sleep. Ugh, I could never in a million years imagine getting along with my roommate. How did Arthur do it?

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