AN: This is a request for broddahbean!Okay so I had a Ben Bruce imagine written for you, but it contained some potentially triggering topics and so I wrote this one up as well. Sorry that it took so long, I just wanted to write you something that wasn't (in my opinion) rushed or poorly written. Anywho hope you like it!
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**Your P.O.V.**
"You don't mean a thing to me. You're just another piece of ass to me." KJ laughs, "I mean honestly did you ever think a girl like you could be with a guy like me?"
"You're a Dick," I tell him before turning around and practically sprinting to Ben's.
I couldn't believe that KJ was cheating on me, and actually said those things. I mean sure I thought it was a little far fetched for the captain of the football team to fall for me, the emo kid, but still I though that he was better than the cliche stereotypes, but I guess not.
Finding all of this out would've been bad enough, but he just HAD to tell me all of this hours before prom. I was up for prom queen too, but as KJ pointed out, only because of him. I wonder if the whole school knew. Regardless I couldn't show my face on that dance floor.
When I reach Ben's house, I stop at the gate and catch my breath before making my way towards his front door. It wasn't until then that I noticed I was crying. I was positive that my makeup I had spent hours on was probably ruined, and that was just the icing on the shitty cake. I lost it.
Knowing that Ben's parents weren't home and he was probably up jamming music, I bang on his front door loudly.
Soon, Ben opens it and irritably says, "What?" As soon as he sees my his expression softens.
"KJ, he's cheating on me, and has decided last minute to go prom with Kali instead," I tell him wiping my eyes, but it was no use because tears kept spewing out.
"Come here," he says pulling me into his arms, and into his house. We stand in his foyer, for what seems like forever, me crying into his chest.
Once I gain my composure we move to the living room and I tell him everything that happened that night, including all of the horrible things KJ had said to me.
Ben sighs angrily, "I wanna kick that asshole's teeth in."
"Don't it'll make things worse," I tell him.
He stands up and begins to pace around the room angrily. He seems to be in his own little world. "Why? He can't just do something like that ESPECIALLY not to you. He has no idea how lucky he was to even be with you and he had to go and be a fucking asshole." He grumbles, and my eyes widen. Did he mean what he said?
A billion different questions begin to run through my head as I just stare at Ben in amazement, he seem so unaffected by what he had just said. Part of me wonders if he really meant it, while the other part wonders if he meant to say it out loud.
Ben turns to me and notices that I'm staring at him in shock, "what?" He questions.
"Uh, do you remember what you just said?" I ask him.
"Yeah?" He says confused, "I said something along the lines of that he's an asshole and shouldn't do that, and that he's lucky he's with you and HOLY SHIT." A crimson colored blush flushes over his face. I guess he didn't realize what he was saying.
"Do you mean it?" I ask him.
"Yeah, but it's okay if you don't feel the same," he tells me.
"Benjamin Bruce, I've been waiting years for you to like me back. Do you realize that?" I tell him, and it was completely true. Ben and I had been friends for years, but it wasn't until Freshman year did I develop a crush on him. I mean how couldn't I? He was a year older than me, and was this rocker, bad boy, that just so happened to be extremely sweet and my oldest friend.
As the years progressed, I figured he didn't like me, so I moved on, but my feelings for him would always seem to reappear when we would hang out.
"I had no idea (Y/N)," he tells me, "I always thought you only thought of me as a friend. I mean you were with KJ for so long-"
"Yeah, only because I thought you would never like me, so of course I had to suppress my feelings," I confess.
"Wow," he breathes, taking a seat beside me on the sofa. "Well, now that KJs out of the picture do you wanna give us a try?"
"I though you'd never ask," I tell him. He smiles at me and soon his lips are on mine. Kissing Ben was so different to anything I had ever felt before. It wasn't awkward or weird, it just felt right, like maybe Ben and I were made for each other.
As we pull away he rests his forehead on mine, "I love you (Y/N)."
"I love you too Ben."
And after that night we lived happily ever after, because sometimes if you're lucky, fairytale relationships do exist.
