candles and cotton | b.h

four.

"oh shit."

david turned his attention to me, "what's wrong, y/n?"

"i have my roommate's bag, fuck's sake, i'm going to go find him, class doesn't start for another twenty minutes."

david smiled and nodded, "alright, bye."

i stood up and took the bag and slung it over my shoulder, "i'll see you."

i walked out of the large room, bumping into some people on my way out.

"um, excuse me? do you know where the film class is?"

the person i asked turned around and i groaned, wanting to hit my head against the wall.

"oh, hi y/n."ben smiled, a little wary, he wore a blue and grey adidas hoodie and black jeans.

"do you know where joe is?"

"yeah, he's in animation right now."

".. and that is?.."

"oh! sorry, follow me."

i follow the blonde out of the building we were currently in and towards another, we both walked inside.

it was crowded. people pushed through the hallway then i spotted a familiar red-head walking toward a classroom.

"JOE MOZZARELLA!"

joe immediately turned his head and we made eye contact, "Y/N!"

"YOU HAVE MY BAG!"
"YOU HAVE MY BAG!"

we ran toward each other, pushing people aside, i didn't even notice ben following me silently.

i glared at him, "you stole my bag, dickhead. i have a lecture in-" i checked my watch "FIVE MINUTES GIVE ME MY BAG YOU FUCK!"

i took my bag from his grasp and stood on his toe, he stuck out his tongue and took his own.

i turned and hit foreheads with someone, "ouch, sorry ben."

ben shook his head, rubbing his forehead with his palm, "your head hurts y/n, i'm injured. i need a kiss to make it better."

"yeah and you think you're getting one don't you? goodbye fuckface."

i rolled my eyes and pushed through the crowd, running out the door toward my building.

i ran up the flight of stairs just as my teacher was walking in, "hold it!"

my teacher looked up, shocked, "y/n! inside!"

i pushed past him, running up to my original seat, i panted as i sat down and took put my notes and book.

david chuckled, i furrowed my brows at him, "what?"

"you looked like an idiot running up here."

i blew raspberries at him, "suck my dick, david."

"oh y/n, i would if you had one."

"yeah, i know you would."