candles and cotton | b.h

thirty two.

"y/n."

i stirred, pressing my face against my pillows.

"y/n"the voice was harder, i whined, burying my face deeper.

"y/n if you don't get your bitchass self up i'm gonna throw hands."

i opened my eyes slowly, then turned, peeking at the person, ben stared back at me.

he's all better now, after being sick for two weeks, bad flu the doctor told us a day after ben didn't get better.

i made grabby hands and he pulled my body up, i sat with my back against the wall, "what??"

"come on, y/n. we're going out to eat, at sundae's.. "he sang the last word, knowing i would love to go, i smiled sleepily, "can i bring caitlin?"

ben's smile shrunk, "uh, well, i thought it would just be you, me, rosie and joe.."

"oh alright."

i threw the blanket off of my legs and stood up, linking arms with ben as we walked into the kitchen, joe and rosie sat at the table, drinking coffee.

"she wakes," joe said with a smirk, i stuck my tongue out at him and sat down, my arm stretching for the coffee pot.

ben grabbed my wrist softly before i could, i glared at him, he smiled sheepishly, "how about no coffee today? i'll make you some tea? extra sweet like me?"

i pursed my lips, narrowing my eyes, "... fine.. "

joe and rosie shared the same look, a small smirk on their faces, ben set to work making tea for the both of us while i walked into my room and got dressed.

it was colder now, be it early november, i put on some black jeans and my favourite sweater.

"y/n! tea!"

i walked out whilst combing my hair, he had two mugs in his hands, one blue and one red, his eyes widened when he saw me, "uhh,     y/n. i like your top.."

i smiled, taking the cup while joe and rosie grabbed their jackets, "get a move on and chug the tea, quickly."

i snorted, "bet i could drink it faster than you,"

ben raised a brow at my challenge, i raised my fingers, "three.. two.. one.."

i chugged down the sweet, warm tea, once i neared the bottom i stopped, gasping, i looked at ben, who just finished his, we both dropped our mugs on the table and followed them out the door.

once we arrived at the familiar diner, we walked inside, the smell of baking bread filled our nostrils and i sighed, we walked to a booth near the jukebox.

a waitress came over and gave us the breakfast menu, i took it with a smile while my eyes wandered around the tables, until..

my heart plummeted to my gut.