💕If Only We Knew💕

A Shooting Star

I quickly got up acting like nothing happened. I looked at Benny and said, "I'm not scared! You guy's are just trying to scare Smalls and I." 

"Yeah!" Smalls yelled getting up walking over to me. "Oh yeah? Look out that window and tell me what you see." Squints said squeezing his flashlight between his fists. With that I glanced over at Smalls. Smalls shrugged and started walking over to the window.

I then noticed my legs were shaking from the fear of the beast. I quickly forced them to stop and nodded at Squints. "Fine." I took one step forward and felt a hand wrap around my right wrist. I looked back and saw Benny leaning on his knee's to reach my wrist. 

He let it go immediately and said looking down at his hands. "Be careful." With that I smiled nervously and walked over to the window. With Smalls by my side we both looked down.

We saw nothing, nothing at all. No balls what so ever. I quickly screamed and jumped back. Smalls repeated the step and looked back at the boys whispering, "He's down there." 

"I bet he is." Squints said holding his flashlight close to his chest. I was so scarred I didn't know what to do. All of a sudden my hands started shaking uncontrollably. I tried stopping them but the only thing I could do was run back over to Benny. 

"That's not scary." I said hopping back under the covers next to Benny shaking. "Then Why'd you scream?" Timmy said smirking. 

"Ca-cause I was... I was acting." I said with a nervous smile. "Acting?" DeNunez repeated confused. 

"Yeah, I wanted to scare you guys. Sorry." I then leaned back against the wall trying to make my legs stop shaking. I didn't want Benny to know I was scared. 

Suddenly I felt a hand grab my right knee. I looked at Benny who had his left hand under the cover. Benny had grabbed my knee to make it stop shaking, surprisingly it worked.

I looked away as I felt my face starting to heat up, I just kept telling myself don't blush, don't  blush. I looked back at Benny, he had this wide beautiful smile across his face. Was he blushing too?

He had a tint of pink placed on his cheeks, he was shaking his head with a smile attached. I looked at him furrowing my eyebrows in confusion.

"What?" I asked with a smile.

He shook his head and answered, "Nothing."

Well it must be something otherwise he'd not act like this. "Seriously, what?" I asked again.

"Well.. if I'm being honest." He took a breath moving his gaze from the boys across the room to me. 

"Your really pretty y/n. And I'm sure everyone else in this tree house can agree." Did he just call me pretty? I can't believe he called me pretty, never in my life did I think anyone would think I'm pretty.

I could feel my eyes tearing up. So this is what it feels like to be pretty? A smile went across my face and in a split second a tear fell down my face.

"Why are you crying?" Benny moved his free hand (also known as his right.) to my left cheek. He looked at me our faces four inches apart, he used his thumb and wiped away my tear. 

(Ah! sorry it's so cringey! I didn't want it being too boring:)))

I smiled and looked down at my lap that held my hands. "I've never been called pretty before that's all." I said looking back up at him. 

His mouth dropped, "No ones ever called you pretty?!" He yelled.

I quickly widened my eyes I moved my hand to his lips covering his mouth with my palm. I shushed him saying, "Your going to attract attention."