You were at Ben’s birthday party, since he was well loaded lots of people were there, fruit punch with a hint of alcohol mixed in, lights, chaos of partying, everything was going well-.. alright, Until you had gotten into a minor fight with your friends, well minor more like major as they argued with you about how horrible your priorities were and how you’ve started to value popularity over your friends, all eyes were on you at the party obviously living for the drama of fiends yelling at each other

Your eyes remains fixed on them taking a step back in shame form how true their word were hitting you straight in the gut until you lose your footing, falling into the pool with a splash. Great, just great, if anyone’s eyes weren’t already on you they a hundred percent were now. You move your hand up onto the side of the pool to keep yourself steady up in the water from the shock, keeping your eyes down feeling embarrassed from how everything was backfiring on you, using your free hand to take your hair out of your eyes

Everyone stands still murmuring quietly about the situation as you hear footsteps walk away probably your friends storming off, all the sounds of the music, the whispers and water rippling out from you stays the same until footsteps nearing you quickly join the mix

You glance up from the water to see Ben quickly coming over kneeling down in the wet area where the splash had hit the concrete as if he couldn’t care less about his ‘designer shoes’ he would usually care so much about getting ruined. He reached his hand down, you stare for a moment in shock before you hesitatingly reach up putting your hand in his as he helps you out from the pool, once back on your feet he puts his arm around your shoulder as if to give you warmth while also shielding your from the party goers eyes as he leads you inside