Chapter 3 - Late Night Texts

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 Ben shrieks like a 10-year-old he was back then because he finally got AOC's number. He flops on his bed as he saves her number. "Maybe I should text her," Ben thinks. He gets flustered and texts her with a "Hey AOC, it's Ben." Logically, he should message first, right? Oh how forbidden this love would be, what would his supporters think of this? Logically speaking, he'd lose them real fast. AOC replies fast, "Hey Ben, thanks for texting, I hope to see you soon :)." He gets butterflies in his stomach again. 

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The next morning, he gets up an hour early before the concert to dress up in casual clothes, he makes sure his hair is perfect and nice. He pats down his smooth and silky hair and combs it neatly. He takes a deep breath and steps outside the door and knocks on her door lightly. The door slowly opens and a beautiful woman with piercing dark eyes appears, there stood AOC smiling at him tilting her head to the side. She wore this gorgeous long white dress that fit her body perfectly. "AOC! You look amazing.." Ben said hesitantly. She blushes, "Thanks Ben," AOC giggles. He took her by the hand and she steps out the door letting the light shine on her face, the sun admiring her red lips. They get into the car as Ben drives to the location on the ticket. He turns the radio on and hears AOC sing along to the songs that play. They laugh and just have small conversations on how their day was, it felt like it was all in slow motion to Ben. They arrive and finally get inside with the cooling air that hits their bodies instantly. The music is playing loud and clear as AOC takes Ben's hand and gets lost in the crowd, together. He stares at her, just dancing away, she is beautiful. 

 He keeps his eyes on her, her smiles give him butterflies in his stomach, he loved the thought of just holding her tight, just even for one night. "No, we're just friends," Ben thinks. The music slows down and AOC just stares at him, "May I have this dance, m' lady?" AOC says jokingly. "Gladly," Ben replies and takes her by the hand. They dance slowly as Ben carcasses her hair. "AOC, you're absolutely gorgeous, you know that right?" Ben says without even thinking. AOC looks up at him with a shock and reddened face. She looks away and has a small smile on her face. Ben realized what he just said and laughs. Maybe now he's comfortable with opening up, that's rare. She gazes up at his eyes again and starts laughing. 

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 After the fun night, he drives her home pulling up on the side. "Hey, I actually had a fun night, I'd like to go out again next time if that's fine?" AOC says. "Yeah, I did too. I'd like to see you again." Ben replies. The tension between them starts, the look at each other for what felt like 10 minutes and Ben starts to lean in. AOC panics and thanked him, looking away. Ben starts to get flustered, "Was it really too fast for that?" Ben thinks. AOC breaks the awkward silence and told him she'll see him later and gets out of the car and opens the door to her house. Ben just sits in his car thinking if he rushed too fast, but even so, he's excited to see what comes next.


authors note -

LMAO SORRY GUYS FOR NOT UPDATING AHAH, I promise I'll try to feed your needs for fanfiction ok

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