( he knows how sex works. he sort of knew the chances when it happened. they'd just seemed remarkably small. what was one night, one time? they were both honestly too smart to risk it, but they had. even the limited protection they'd used hadn't been enough, and...
he feels a bit like all the oxygen in the car has been drained away. Lucy doesn't say anything as she drives away and he has to open the window, as if that will return air that never disappeared in the first place. hard to say if it makes him feel any better, but the cold air on his face is a reminder that the moment is real. this is all really happening.
when she speaks again, he shakes his head. he didn't need a for the record, for the record. Ben doesn't actually care that much about the fact she had a boyfriend, all the time she spent with him proved that their relationship wasn't as perfect and charmed as the school wanted to believe. Lucy herself has given that away, and it's really laughable honestly, to be somehow certain she hasn't cheated on him with her boyfriend (is that even possible?), yet he was without her saying anything. )
I get it, ( he mutters with an uneasy breath, heart trapped between panic and insecurity and uncertainty all at the same time. he hazards a fleeting touch over her knuckles, wanting to take her hand and not sure that she'll let him. ) What are you... ( he swallows. ) What are we going to do?
( because as long as she let him, it would be a we. )
i'm very method
he feels a bit like all the oxygen in the car has been drained away. Lucy doesn't say anything as she drives away and he has to open the window, as if that will return air that never disappeared in the first place. hard to say if it makes him feel any better, but the cold air on his face is a reminder that the moment is real. this is all really happening.
when she speaks again, he shakes his head. he didn't need a for the record, for the record. Ben doesn't actually care that much about the fact she had a boyfriend, all the time she spent with him proved that their relationship wasn't as perfect and charmed as the school wanted to believe. Lucy herself has given that away, and it's really laughable honestly, to be somehow certain she hasn't cheated on him with her boyfriend (is that even possible?), yet he was without her saying anything. )
I get it, ( he mutters with an uneasy breath, heart trapped between panic and insecurity and uncertainty all at the same time. he hazards a fleeting touch over her knuckles, wanting to take her hand and not sure that she'll let him. ) What are you... ( he swallows. ) What are we going to do?
( because as long as she let him, it would be a we. )