[BOOK 2 TO MY SAVIOUR]
⃗ 🐍*ೃ༄ 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
|| a ben chilwell fan fiction ||
❝ the past dosent matter,
let's just focus on us and
the future ahead of us ❞
" now be honest with me darling, do you love him?."
unknown hellooooo?
unknown wrong number?
unknown right number
— 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘆𝗹𝗲𝘀 i quietly read mine and ben's pass messages, from the prada bad incident, then to taylor swift, then to i love you to i hate you then finally, a fresh start. kinda
"are you listening to me blanche?" i look up and watch troye pass me my breakfast, it's been about a week since i found about the tattoo that i adore so much, and five days since tyler left for go back home.
"sorry, sorry" i place my phone away as both me and troye sat across each other. troye started examining my face as if i wasn't uncomfortable enough.
the fact that i'm going to be in LA leaving ben, that's what. deja vu again huh?
"nothing, i'm fine, everything is alright."
the night i left ben at the tree, "we're starting over ben" before i left we made a promise to one another.
i started packing away my picnic blanket and put finlay in my bag before gently waking toulouse who was still on ben. "thank you" i muttered when ben passed me toulouse's tennis ball.
quickly, i patted my outfit just incase i got somewhat grass. "you know id love you no matter what."
i know, i do aswell
"i know ben"
"then why won't you admit that you still love me?" ben looks at me with desperate eyes. every time we saw each other it'd either be us crying on one another's shoulder or ben trying to win me back.
he was determined, i loved it.
"you know why benj."
"blanche?" troye clicked his fingers together at me repeatedly, "did you not hear me again? i said you got a meeting somewhere."
