**"I Rented A PopStar" Rewrite**
"Am I going to die?" Ben asked warily. "Because if you're here to kill me, can you at least let me finish this cream puff? I waited in line for like, two hours for this thing, so I would really appreciate if you would let me finish it before you killed me for whatever it is the media said I did- which, they're liars, so I wouldn't really take what they say to heart."
"Shutting up," Ben said quickly, shoving the cream puff into his mouth.
"I'm not going to kill you," The firey red-head said, boxing him against the table as he continued chewing his creampuff as quickly as possible. "I just have a favor to ask of you."
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