candles and cotton | b.h

thirty five.

"patrick swayze is the reason i like dick."

i nodded my head in agreement, "have to agree, but there's so many other guys as well, too."

"james dean."

"leonardo dicaprio."

"chris evans."

"chris hemsworth."

"liam hemsworth."

"mm hmm hmm, that boy is the reason i love the hunger games so much."

david chuckled at my sentance, we laid on the couch in a mess of arms and legs, our stomachs too full and painful, we were halfway through 'titanic'.

it was almost eight pm and it was already a swirl of navy and black outside, "once this is over i have to go home baby."

i whined, hugging him, "you can't leave me, i need someone to cuddle tonight, a real person, not my pillow."

"get ben to stay over."

"i'm not a slut."

david gave me a look of surprise at what i said, his heart beat faster, i could feel it through the thin material of his blue t-shirt.

"i don't cuddle other girls' boyfriends."

"you're cuddling me?"

"you're hella gay so it doesn't count since you won't feel me up as i sleep."

"bold of you to assume i won't feel you up now."

"please don't."

i heard him chuckle and sigh, once the movie was over, david did in fact, leave and almost five minutes later the trio arrived, i assumed david texted one of them.

ben walked through the door the brownish-yellow knitted jumper and black jeans he wore earlier.

once he saw the credits of titanic rolling, and the stentch of pizza and grease filled his lungs, i saw his expression soften.

he walked over and hugged me, i hugged him back, feeling his back flex under my hands as he buried his nose in my hair.

"i hate seeing you upset,"

"i'm not upset anymore, benny. i'm fine now."

he pulled me closer, "can i stay over? he asked in a small whisper, "um.. of course, i'll ask joe-"

"no,"his tone was still low, "with you. don't worry, i won't make you feel uncomfortable or anything, i just.. i'm worried about you and i want to keep you safe."

my heart broke, safe? what was safe? everywhere is dangerous in this world.

"um.. what about cheryl?"

he let out a small chuckle, "y/n, i broke up with her in my sick period, a while ago."

"oh.. o.. okay.."

we finally let eachother go, i gave him a small smile and we walked into the kitchen, where joe and rosie were drinking coffee.

"so.. today's been.. a day.."

i hummed in response, "well, i'm going to bed. ben's asked to stay over, so he's staying with me."

joe glared at the back of ben's head, "ben. fucking come here."

ben furrowed his brows, and walked over, joe grabbed his jumper into the fist, "dude, she's going through something, don't do what i think you're going to do, it's not right."

"don't worry, joe. i'm not that kind of person."