Benjamin Nott, or Ben for short was one of those boys who every girl simped for but never truly loved. He was the type of boy girls wish would take them to his room and use them.

He is this type of boy because of his personality. The poor abused by his dad hot boy. Doesn’t give a crap about school, check his grades and you’ll see. Detention nearly every Saturday which is a miracle if he even shows up in the first place.

Skips school, smokes, goes to parties, gets high. Doesn’t listen to anyone, never listened to a girlfriend and never cared because he always had that thought in his head “they’ll leave anyways” until he met you.

Why did you care about him? Why did you scold him for getting high? Why did you try and comfort him when his dad beats him? Why, why, why?

You were confusing to him. The way you made him feel. How he felt warm, loved, safe when next to you. When he would hear your voice it was like he was in a dream. No, no… you were a dream to him.

The girl of his dreams…

The only girl he would listen to, only girl he will ever love. He doesn’t want to admit it, wants to keep his walls up. But he wants to tell you he loves you, wants you to become his girlfriend- no, he needs you to become his wife but no… why would you like him?

He’s a mess… a broken mess. There was no way you could ever love a boy like him.

Present Time

“ You know, I never understand what the big deal is about having big dreams.” He said suddenly as he looked up at the clouds, laying in the grass. His arms behind his head with you doing the same next to him but with your arms over your stomach instead.

He turned his head, his dirty blonde hair getting in his eyes slightly. His emerald eyes locked on you. “ I mean… we’re all going to die in the end aren’t we?” He added simply.