If only... {💯%}

13. Damn...

"Hey, are you alive?" Harry said as he walked towards Ben.
"...sadly enough yes." Ben replied dryly and Harry rolled his eyes.
"Get up."
Ben groaned softly but did as he was told, unsurprisingly.
"Go home, sober up and try to lighten your mood. Tomorrow you'll be hanging out with the three of us, Uma, Gil and me." Harry said and Ben looked at him with suspicion.
"Why...?"
"Because we happen to be the only ones to be...  I don't know... Not completely hating you..."
"And why on earth wouldn't you?"
"Look, do you rememver what you told me in the pub?"
"...what pub?"
"The one where you almost drank-- oh wait you simply don't remember..."
"What did I say?" Ben said, scared he revealed one of his secrets.
"Oh nothing." Harry said and Ben glared at him.
"Harry, what did I tell you?" he asked eith a stern voice and Harry was surprised how stern he could talk.
"Well-- Eh, nothing..."
But Ben was able to give this look which even made Harry feel uncomfortable.
His father was useful for one thing, I suppose?
"Okay fine!" Harry said as he broke and Ben was satisfied.
"Good."
"You told me that you... that you kissed Gil during the Valentinesday gala... And that you broke up with Mal because you had to figure some things out because you thought you were in love with Gil."
Ben sat there, as a hhost with a red face.
"...did I really tell you all that?" he asked with a small voice and Harry nodded.
Then Ben looked at Harry as he wa thinking for a second.
"You told Uma?" Ben almost immediately guessed.
"No." Harry lied.
"Y'know I can tell when you're lying right? Because then you start fiddling with yout stupid hook."
"It's not a stupid hook!" Harry snarled.
"Oh really? You got two habds yet you carry that bloody thing around everywhere, for no good reason."
"No good reason!?" Harry barked and he got pissed, furious even and Ben instantly knew he said something wrong... feeling scared.
"This stupid bloody thing belonged to my father, who died thanks to your fucking father's idea of making an island filled with villains, without propper foods or meds! So fuck off complaining about my damn Hook! My father was the only one I had left because fucking Maleficent killed my mom and sisters! Never, ever say that this thing is stupid... Neither there's no good reason for it." Harry snarled and Ben nodded quickly.
"...sorry, for all that happened to you... and for talking shit about that thing."
Harry sighed.
"Just get outta here and be back tomorrow at 3pm."
"Thanks for taking me out of that pub thingy though..."
"I though you didn't remember?"
"I have a vague memoy of you grabbing my arm and dragging me out of someplace... So I figured..."
"Right... Well I suppose I could get killed if I let the king drink himself to death..." Harry joked.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow."