His Drug Problem
"I think," Ben mumbled, "I think I might have a drug problem."
I glanced over at him, before turning to look at the ground. "Well," I shuffled my feet, "maybe you should stop doing them."
He glanced up at me, his icy blue eyes staring intensely at me as he slowly walked towards me. I gulped, not knowing what to do. This is the closest we've ever been! What can I say? I backed up the closer he got, until eventually my back hit a wall and I realized I was trapped.
He came until he was just inches from me, putting his mouth near my ear, making me shiver at the feel of his breath on my neck.
"You don't understand, Alison," he chuckled bitterly, "you are my drug problem."