It was a packed flight. Of course Ben was going to be on it with you. If only you didn’t hate him.. maybe you’d trade seats with someone else just to be near him one last time.

Nah.

His stupid shit-eating grin the moment he spotted you got rid of that feeling completely. His stupid words, his stupid teasing, his stupidly handsome face. You hated it.

Shoving him and telling him to go away wouldn’t work though, not when he was persistent as always, the bastard.

Gross. Why would you like him?