Ben's POV
"Dinner!" I hear Ms. Williams yell.
Quickly, I stand and walk down stairs where Emma and her aunt stand.
"Hey." I say getting a glass of water.
"Hi." Emma says dishing her food.
Why didn't she eat much? I watched her scoop her food but what was the point? She wouldn't eat it.
Her aunt was already eating while working on her computer at the bar. Emma went to her room like usual with her plate. I walked into my room and began to eat, I was thankful for how nice Ms.Williams was. If it weren't for her I might be dead right now. Soon enough I finish and wait to hear Emma's door open.
The click of the door stops me from falling asleep so I peak my head out. I watch as she sneaks down the steps to the kitchen.
"You're not very sneaky." I say standing behind her.
"God!" She squeaks.
"I scare you?" I ask teasing.
"You're such an ass!" She says slapping me.
"Eat." I say.
"I'm not hungry, so please stop." She says calmly.
I'm surprised but with her I can never be so sure. I nod and begin to walk back up the stairs.
"Wait." I hear her call.
I turn back around to see her standing, "Could you do me a favor?"
"What?" I ask.
"I can't believe I'm asking this.... Could you sleep in my room?" She asks looking at the floor.
I stand not believing what I just heard her ask.
"What... Oh...Not in my bed." She turns red.
"What?" I ask confused.
"Never mind." She says frowning.
I watch as she walks upstairs.
"Em." I say.
She looks back at me as I follow her into her room. I walk in and she points toward a small couch in the room. It's quite confusing still without her explanation but I'll leave it for now. Anybody else would've probably not slept on the bench I'm getting comfy on, but I was thankful for benches and things like this as a kid. I rarely ever got a good place to sleep when I was alone on the nights my dad threw out.
"You comfortable?" She asks.
I nod, "You?"
She laughs and turns off the lamp that sits on her nightstand.
Emma's POV
I wake up to see Ben's body curled up on the small bench I asigned him last night. He snores lightly, he looks...adorable.
I stand and cover his body the rest of the way with his small blanket. Walking to my closet I pick out my outfit for today. A red spaghetti strap with jeans and a pair of vans, then curl my hair.
"Heyyy." Ben groans as I put my curler away.
"Hey." I say standing over him.
"Morning, you look good." He says smiling.
I smile back at him and rip the blanket off of him, "Thank you."
"It's already time to get up?" He asks.
I nod and watch as he sits up and stretches.
"Get ready Ben." I say tightening my shoe laces.
He stands and pulls his shirt over his head, damn.
"Okay." He says walking out.
I melt onto my bedroom floor as soon as my door closes. WOW. He looked better than I assumed, he was handsome. I pick my jaw up off of the ground and continue my morning.
"Hey." I say walking into the living room.
"Morning Emma." My aunt says smiling, "I saw Ben sleep in your room last night."
"What?" I ask, "Yeah...it wasn't-"
"It's okay, I know." She says.
Ben walks from behind me and begins to make a bowl of cereal.
"Thanks for staying last night." I say.
"Yeah, we'll talk later." He says taking a bite.
"Okay." I say. I guess I didn't explain much last night.
After fully getting ready and eating we both head out and say our goodbyes to my aunt.
"So?" Ben says getting in the car.
"I'm... afraid." I admit.
"Of the dark?" He asks.
"Kind of... it's just about past experience." I say.
He nods, "Why didn't you ask the first time?"
"I take time to trust." I say shrugging.
"So you trust me now?" He asks smiling.
"To an extent." I say, "It's scary, you've got further than any other human being."
He chuckles, "That's...cool?"
I nod and watch out the window as the air blows on my face.
"You're really cool." Ben says smiling.
"Okay." I say not believing him.
He rolls his eyes as we pull into the school parking lot. I know today should be good, his bruises and cuts are more healed. Whenever he goes to his dad's he gets them back and that makes my heart hurt. I think he's officially my friend but I wouldn't tell him yet.
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