Chapter 4:

Kevin stared into Ben's eyes, and sucked in a breath. He couldn't do it. Not now. It didn't feel right. Placing a warm hand on the advancing teen's chest, Kevin felt the muscles tighten and clench under his touch. 'No.' Kevin thought. Even thought the heavy lidded eyed boy was charming, and very attractive, he was fighting with himself on not to take Ben right now, then and there. Kevin grunted as Ben's hands tried unsuccessfully to move the force on his chest. This needed to stop.

Shaking his hair, Kevin noticed how hot it was getting, whether from the shower, or from the tension building in between them, he didn't know. Sighing he had to do the worst thing possible. "Ben," Kevin started," Where is your phone?" Staring dumbfounded the brunette scratched his head, coming out of the trance he was in. "Why?" He questioned." What are you even doing in here?" It was like all the tension disappeared. 'Yeah, it suddenly got a lot cooler.' Kevin thought. Sliding a calloused hand through jet black hair, he stepped back.

"Where. Is. Your. Phone?"

"I don't know…Why?"

"I need to call Gwen."

It was like that, the heat returned, blazing hotter, not from passion, but anger. Ben looked mad. Wait, disgusted. "WHY?" Ben shouted, his voice slightly going up an octave towards the end.

"I-I just have too."

"Get out. Get out. GET. OUT!" the teen shouted, tears semi burning his eyes. Kevin looked down at the obviously upset boy.

"Ben. I-"

"You heard me Kevin, Get the hell out." Stepping back, the dark haired teen didn't know what to do. Comfort Ben. Or back out like a coward. Weighing his options, Kevin did what he did best. He rolled his shoulders back, turned around, and left the brunette alone.

Once he finally heard the bathroom door close, Ben let out a frustrated growl. He so badly wanted to kick Kevin's ass. Heck, he didn't care if in the end, Ben himself ended up with a few bruises. He just loathed that teen right now. Raising his fist he so badly wanted to punch a hole in the wall. He knew he should, for the sake of not getting in trouble. He took as much air in as he could, and exhaled with a sharp noise.

'Stupid Kevin.' Ben thought before returning to his showerly duties.

-x-

Kevin's back slid down the door, how could he have just walked out? I mean, Ben looked really hurt. Grimacing he stood up and walked into Ben's room. Thoughts filled his mind, like what would have happened if he hadn't mentioned Gwen, or if he had comforted Ben. Held the leaner teen in his arms…his mouth smothering the younger's…

After 'thinking 'for a few moments, Kevin walked around Ben's room, looking for the phone, spotting it by the end of the bed, he picked it up. Hitting the menu button, the dark haired teen scrolled through his friends contacts, stop on a certain red head's number. Taking a deep breath Kevin pushed all the emotions down to his toes, trying to rid himself of them. Hitting the green button on the left hand side, he placed the cell to his ear. It rang. And rang. And rang.

"Hi-"

"Gwen!" Kevin yelled.

"this is Gwen, I can't get to the phone right now, I'll call you back A.S.A. P….unless your Kevin. Have a nice day!"

The older male's anger flared. "How could she say something like that? Even on her voice mail! "

He couldn't take it anymore, the way things played with Ben, the Shit Gwen pulled. He was absolutely furious. He walked out of Ben's room, down the stairs, grabbing his clothes from the dryer, he made his was to the front door, and slammed it before he left.

author's note:

I'm back! (: I'm sorry for the wait. more is to be posted soon.