Ben's P.O.V
I stand facing Emma while she sits on the counter, dabbing at my face with peroxide.
"Ow." I wince pulling away.
"How do you fight all the time?" She asks smiling.
"What do you mean?" I ask laughing.
"You cry when I do this but when you get punched in the face-"
"You're stronger." I interrupt, grabbing her wrist.
She takes her wrist away and continues with my cuts. I tried to tell her I was fine and didn't need her to do it but she didn't listen.
"Okay." She says setting the rag beside her.
As she begins to hop down I lean into her, leaving no ability to get down and me between her legs. She laughs before tossing her head back and groaning. Man, that's hot.
"Oh!" I hear before jumping away from her.
"It wasn't what it looked like!" Emma yells while laughing.
Mrs. Brown walks back into the room and peaks through the bathroom where we both sit.
"I... it's okay if-"
"We weren't." Emma assures while glaring.
I bite my lip watching the two speak awkwardly at each other. I could only imagine how bad that looked, but also how good. Her face is still red as she stares at me and I give a wink.
"Yeah, we were just finishing up." I agree, it didn't come out how I wanted.
Her aunt slaps her forehead, "I didn't need to here that."
"Not like that." Emma says rolling her head to look at me.
I give her a shrug before helping her from the counter.
"Thanks." She breaths.
Mrs. Brown eventually leaves me and Emma alone with her door closed.
"Hey." I say sitting beside her.
"Hi, why'd you do that?" She asks.
I shrug, "You made it look bad."
"Did not!" She slaps my arm.
"Ooh Ben!" I moan mockingly.
"I did not do that!" She squeaks with her cheeks getting red.
I chuckle lightly and fall back onto her bed. She climbs onto my lap straddling me, I shoot up facing her closely.
"What're you doing?" I ask hesitantly.
She wraps her arms around my neck and leans into my face before getting off quickly.
"Such a tease!" I grumble.
She giggles the cutest laugh while walking around the room. I have no idea what she's doing but she seems to be looking for something.
"Where's my necklace?" She panics.
I watch her calmly knowing I have it in my back pocket. Giving her a smile she stands and places her hands on her hips.
"Where is it?" She asks, "I took it off for one second."
"I know." I smirk.
She stomps her way over in a cute, frustrated way. I laugh at the way she's trying to be intimidating.
"Give it." She says holding out her hand.
"Kiss." I demand.
She gives me a quick kiss before pulling away too quickly. I loved the way her lips tasted, they fit mine perfectly.
"Too short." I say crossing my arms.
She climbs on top of me and begins to kiss me more and more. I pull her close to me while falling back. Grabbing the back of her neck I deepen the kiss and she rolls us so I'm between her legs.
"Breathe." She says giggling.
I continue to kiss until her hands find their way to my ass and then a jingle. For a minute I'm confused until she pushes me off of her.
"Thank you!" She says placing it over head.
I roll my eyes completely annoyed, "I give up." I say standing.
"Good." She says kissing my cheek and leaving.
She's not a virgin, no way. I wish she was, having that duty would be amazing. Quietly I fall back onto the bed and close my eyes.
Emma's POV
Walking down the stairs I can hear my aunt talking. I see her walking around the living room with a phone to her ear.
"Yeah." She says, "Okay, mhm."
She hangs up and smiles at me.
"What?" I ask.
"You're mom wants you." She says sighing.
Oh hell no! "Now?" I roll eyes.
"She saw that your grades are good and you have good things coming in the future." My aunt explains.
"How?" I ask confused.
"Apparently your teachers have contact with her." She says sitting.
"Oh well, I'm not going back there." I say shaking my head.
"I won't let you." She says taking my hand.
I sit on the arm of the couch looking down at her, "So..."
"What?" I ask.
"You and Ben?" She asks smiling.
My cheek heat up and I stand, "I'm not having this talk."
"He needs you Emma." She says.
I nod before heading back up to my room. Hoping he hasn't destroyed I walk in pleased. He's spread out across my bed snoring lightly. Smiling I grab a blanket and drape it over him before climbing in and cuddling him. He's really peaceful when asleep, relaxed. I like seeing him this way, like nothing in the world is bothering him. At this site, I can sleep peacefully with him in my arms.
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The fears we share
Romance"I'm so broken!" I yell. "I am too, but we can put each other back together." He says taking my hand. "You're only cracked, my life is so fucked up." I say. "Listen. We can get through this." He says. I pull him in and hug him hard. I know if he's h...
