"Best Friends." (A Benedict Cumberbatch love story)

Chapter 15

We slowly made our way back to Zach's house. We were in the living room; Anton and Evan played video games while the rest of us sat around and talked. I was sitting on Ben's lap, talking to Adrian and David.

"So tell us, are you going to give us a show?" I joked to Adrian.

He shook his head, "Nah, I don't think any of you want to see this."

"Pfft. I think they do."

Milo came and sat behind David on the beanbag chair.

"And here's my love." David said.

"Ah yes, we're lovers." Milo joked by kissing his cheek.

I oddly ship them.

Milo then sat on the floor next to David, "Maybe we can have a ménage à trois later."

"Our we can all just end up having a huge orgy." David replied.

I bit my lip, "Ha ha, that's not going to happen."

"Oh yeah, they're emotionally involved."

"It's not just that."

"What else is it then?" Milo asked.

"I've just.. Never done it."

"You have never done it? You're like, how old?"

"I'm twenty. And so what? You can still be a virgin at my age, there is nothing wrong with that."

"Guys she's right," Adrian said, "I mean when I met my first girlfriend she was a virgin and she was nineteen."

They both went silent, but I could still feel them judging me with their minds. I don't understand what the big deal was. It's not like you have to lose it at a certain age.

Ben started rubbing my back, he could tell I was slightly upset. The air had become thick with silence, it was awkward. The tension had been broken when Zach stood up and shouted, "We should order pizza!"

We all agreed with him, so he called up the pizza place, "Yeah, I would like to order five pizza's."

"We need more than that!" Evan shouted.

"No, make that six pizza's. Make three of them pepperoni, one of them cheese, one of them ham, and the other put all the toppings on it. And I want all of them to be stuff crust."

"Zach knows what's up." Milo said, "Stuff crust is the freaking best."

We decided to play charades to pass the time. Trust me, watching drunk people play charades is probably the best thing ever.

"What am I?" David said, holding a beer bottle in one hand and a book in the other.

"Lady Liberty." Greg said.

"No, he's missing the robe!" Chris argued.

"Does she even wear a robe?" Evan asked.

"I thought she wore a bed sheet." Greg said.

"Guys, I'm a dude. I am not Lady Liberty." David sighed as he dropped the book, "I'm a college student, duh."

"Oooh, makes sense."

"I knew what he was the whole time." I laughed as I folded my arms.

"And you didn't say anything?!" Evan asked.

"No! I loved watching you guys try to guess that."

"You didn't know, stop lying."

"My turn!" Milo stood up and started walking in circles, flapping his arms.

"A hawk!" Greg shouted.

"An eagle!" Evan shouted second.

"What the fuck you guys, he's obviously a girl fan-girling." I said.

Milo pointed to me, "Yes. I am."

Ben chuckled, "Of course you knew that!"

The doorbell rang and Zach nearly flew off the couch, "Pizza!" He opened the door and quickly paid the pizza guy, while Chris came over and took the pizza's from him.

"I call dibs on pepperoni!" I shouted as I ran over to them. I grabbed two pizza's and placed them on top of each other, then started eating them, "Oh my god, they're the best!" I shrieked and sat on the table.

"Heeeyyy missy, tables are for glasses, not for asses!" Zach said.

I stuck my tongue out at him, "Make me."

He grabbed the pizza stack out of my hands, "I'll lick your pizza if you don't get up."

I laughed, "Sooooo what?"

 He gave me a boo-boo lip, "Please."

I sighed and stood up, "Fine. Only because you asked nice."

He smiled, "Thank you darling." 

Ben came up to me and wrapped his arms around me. He whispered, "Well, I wouldn't mind your ass sitting on me."

That made my face turn red, and a small giggle came out, "Ben." I hissed, "You'll have to catch me first." I gave him a wink then turned and ran from him.

He started chasing me around the living room, until I ran out the front door. We both ran to the back of the house, but he ended up catching up to me. He pressed me against the wall and held his arms up so I couldn't escape.

"I got you." He said in-between breaths. He rested his forehead to mine, "And you're not going anywhere." He kissed me for a quick second, then we broke for air. 

We were both breathing heavy. Then we both started laughing.

"It sounds like we need to go running more often." I said.

"Five A.M. Every morning. You and I should go for a jog."

"On one condition." I wrapped my arms around him.

"What's that?" He cocked an eyebrow.