Unlikely Love (A Benedict Cumberbatch Fanfic)

Three Little Words

Megan left two days later, and I finally had the flat to myself again.

I was going back to work tomorrow because I hated taking this much time off and I was getting bored at home.

Just as I'd laid down to take a nap, there was a knock on my door. I groaned and got up, taking my time to answer it.

My hair was in a messy bun and I wore baggy clothes, not bothering to make myself look presentable. If you looked up the definition of "shit" in the dictionary, it would probably describe me.

"Benedict? I thought you were filming again," I said as I pulled him into my flat, locking the door behind him.

"I got the afternoon off. I was thinking we could go grab lunch somewhere?" He eyed my choice of clothing. "Or maybe we could just order in?"

"Ordering in sounds perfect. You're the most thoughtful boyfriend ever." I kissed his cheek, then laughed loudly. "No but seriously, pizza sounds great right now."

"I agree," He grinned, gently grabbing my hips and pulling me close to him. "It gives us more time to be alone..."

I got on the tip of my toes, kissing his lips softly. We kissed for a few minutes and then I pulled away and whispered, "I'll go order that pizza now."

He nodded as he watched me go to the kitchen to order, and then he collapsed on the couch.

A few minutes later, I slumped back out to the living area, seeing Benedict sprawled all over the couch.

"Hey, move over. I need room to sit," I whined. He groaned and sat up, letting me lay down and rest my head in his lap. "Much better, thank you."

He smiled down at me, gently rubbing my arm. "I love you Ana. I mean it."

I looked up at him, not sure how to reply. Of course I loved him, but I didn't know how to say it. Would 'I love you too' be too simple? Would he take it as I didn't mean it back?

"Benedict..." I said softly.

"What? Do you not feel the same way?"

"No! I do! To be honest, I just have no idea how to tell you... I guess that I just did though." I laughed quietly and kissed his nose. "I love you."

He pulled me into a hug and kissed my neck. He slowly moved the kiss up to my lips, his hands traveling down to my waist. I could tell what this was leading to, but sadly we were interrupted by a knock.

"That's the pizza... I'll get it." I smiled at him and turned to get my wallet, but he handed me the money.

"It's my treat. I was the one who wanted to get food." He said with a bit of insistence.

I wasn't going to take the money, but I did. I came back with our pizza and set it down on the coffee table. Benedict opened the box and handed me a piece, taking one for himself as well.

"This is delicious," He moaned out, finishing the first piece and quickly taking another.

"I know right? But slow down there boy. Make it last a while." I smirked and ate mine, then Benedict's phone went off.

"Who else wants to interrupt us?" I said, picking it up and handing it to him.

Benedict took the phone and read the text. "My publicist, Karon. She wants to know if we'd like to find outfits for the Oscars."

"When?" I replied, knowing I looked awful and shouldn't be seen with him in public.

"After we get done eating, if that's okay. She was going to have a design team go to my flat with a bunch of choices for us."

"Oh, so not in public? Yeah, that's fine. We can just head over there when we're done." I smiled and looked at him.

He nodded and texted her back, then put his phone away. "You'll have fun with this. Trust me."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Ahh it's been so long! I'm sorry for not updating, but I've been terribly busy with swim and school. I've got friends who keep pestering me about it though, so I made time to finish writing this chapter.

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