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Boyfriend

I pulled into my drive way, and I unlocked the doors of my car.

Ben got out, and we both walked to my front door.

I shut it behind us, hearing the door knob's lock click.

"Hey benji, how was school?" My mom asked, appearing from the kitchen.

"Hey mom, it was fine. Oh yeah here ben-"

And that is when it occurred to me.

I forgot my mom didn't know that Ben and I we're friends again.

Well, this might be awkward.

"Oh, hi Ben. Lovely seeing you again." She smiled.

Ben nodded.
"It's nice to see you again too, ms. Krol." He said.

I looked frantically between the both of them.

"Ben, dear, do you want anything to eat?" She asked. He shook his head, holding up his McDonald's bag.

"No it's okay, benji and I had McDonald's." He said.

She nodded, looking at me with a smile.

"Well, alright. I'll take that bag from you and throw it away." She said, opening her hand. Ben placed the bag in her hand and he said a quiet 'thank you'.

My mom nodded and then disappeared around the corner.

I let out a breath I didn't know I had held in.

"Are you okay?" Ben asked, laughing a little.

I nodded.
I don't know why I was so worried about him being here.

We walked up the stairs and into my room. I mindlessly shut the door and sat on my bed.

Bens face went red. I cocked my head to the side.
"What?" I Asked.

He looked back to the closed door, and then looked back at me.

I stared at him in an non-understanding silence.

Then it hit.

"Oh! Oh shit, yeah my bad. I'll open it for you." I said, jumping up and opening the door.

His face cooled down and he looked at me.

"So, about what happened at the parking lot." I said.

He closed his eyes for a second, then nodded slowly.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about all of that." He said, sighing.

He's sorry?

"Why are you sorry though? You didn't do anything. If anything I'm sorry he tried to pull you out of my car."  I said.

He shook his head.

"I saw him following us. I didn't want to think anything of it. I should've said something to you. I don't know why I didn't." He said.

It was silent.

He saw max following my car? But he didn't say anything?

Why didn't he say anything?

Why didn't he think of saying anything? Does he not see him as a threat?

There were so many questions whirling around in my head.

But I found each and every one of them to be over-bearing in some way- shape- or form.

I sighed.

I didn't know what happened between him and max for things between them to become so hostile. I honestly just thought max hated me.

But , it's not my place to ask.

"It's okay Ben, but for next time you might as well tell me. I can get us to somewhere safe, okay?" I asked.

He nodded his head.

Then he sat next to me on my bed. His hand brushed over mine, and his face was millimeters away from mine.

He's never one to make the first move.

"Let's stop talking about max." He said, softly leaning forward and letting his lips envelope mine.

I didn't know much of what I had got my self into.

Ben is my friend, I mean, yeah we've kissed a lot.

But I haven't done anything more since jorge and I were together.

I pulled away at that thought.

Ben looked at me, his eyes covered in a confused glaze.

I looked away.

Stop letting someone who isn't even in your life control you.

He can't hold you back from doing things your whole life.

I looked back at Ben.

He left benji. He left.

And then all thought went out of my head, as I kissed him back, pushing his back onto my bed.

-

Ben rolled over and looked at me.

"Benji?" He said. I hummed in response.

"I really like you a lot, you know." He said. I nodded.

"I like you a lot too." I said. Of course I do, we're friends.

It was silent for a few minutes, until he spoke up.

"Would you want to be my boyfriend benji?" He asked.

I turned my head to look at him.

Boyfriend?

"Jorge?" I asked, he hummed in response.

"Will you be my boyfriend?" I asked. His eyes opened, and he looked up at me, smiling ear to ear.

Stop.

It was nice. His hand slotted into mine, slight sweat created in between the cracks.

But I didn't care. Because I wasn't going to let go.

Stop. Just make it all stop.

"Yes." I said, replying to Ben.

"I'll be your boyfriend."

And all of the flashbacks stoped.

Ben smiled, and then closed his eyes drifting to sleep.