Chapter 14: True Feelings
I Don't Own Ben 10 Or Any Of The Characters
A/N: Last time on Ben 10, Ben accidentally saw Gwen after she took a shower, without her clothes on. No, nothing happened. Get your heads out of the gutter! So, this might be a really short chapter, but this chapter should be the chapter all you Bwen fans have been waiting for. I'm not even going to leave an author's note. You guys are awesome, and can just leave your thoughts in a nice review. Peace!
Approximately 12:30 A.M.
I was tossing and turning on the extremely uncomfortable couch. You'd think for a resort, that their couches and beds would be suitable for sleeping on. Gwen seemed very comfortable on the bed that I had decided to give her. Speaking of Gwen, when I had seen her not wearing any clothes, once I had returned, we didn't really talk about it.
I tried to tell her that it was an accident, and she seemed convinced. I could get to sleep right now, despite the couch, but the reason I couldn't sleep wasn't a matter of question. I had started experiencing weird feelings toward Gwen. I knew now that I was in love with her, and it was starting to get very, very, very unbearable.
I looked up over at Gwen's bed, which was across the room. I had expected to see Gwen in her bed, but she wasn't there.
"Gwen?" I quietly called out, as I threw my blanket off.
I got up and looked around.
"Gwen?" I called out once more.
I finally heard what sounded like someone crying. I looked over at the door to the balcony, which was open, and Gwen was standing out there, hunched over the balcony.
"Gwen?" I asked, walking up to her.
I stopped a few steps behind her, and I heard that she was crying.
"Gwen," I said, reaching out and touching her shoulder. "What's wrong?"
She turned around to face me.
She looked terrible. Her hair was all messy, and her eyes were red. She sniffled as she spoke.
"Ben," she said, continuing to cry. "My heart's breaking."
I sighed.
"Gwen," I said. "We need to talk. Like right now."
She turned around, and continued to cry.
"No!" she said. "It can wait 'til tomorrow!"
I took her hands, and forced her to look at me.
"Gwen," I said, leading her away from the balcony and closed the doors. "This can't wait any longer."
She just continued to cry, as I walked back over to her bed. I sat her down, and then I sat down.
"Gwen," I said, rubbing her knuckles. "You're going to have to stop crying and look at me for this."
She sniffled a little, and stopped crying. She met my eyes, and I reached, and gently flicked her hair away from her eyes. It was just now that I realized how long her hair was. Her bangs had grown longer, and reached her eyebrows, but her actual hair itself had yet to reach her shoulders.
"Gwen," I said, squeezing her hands. "A few summers ago, I made a big mistake."
I sighed.
"Gwen, I told you that I didn't want to be with you. I realize now that I had no idea what in the hell I was talking about."
She looked really confused.
"Gwen," I said, moving a little closer to her. "I guess what I'm trying to tell you is that I love you."
She stared at me, her emerald eyes full of sadness.
"Gwen," I said, rubbing her cheek. "I love you. And I can't take the pain of not being with you any longer."
She stared at me.
"Are you saying you want to be with me?"
I looked at her.
"No." I said.
She hung her head, crying again.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
I brought her chin up, so she could see me and kissed her full on the lips. Let's just say that I think my kiss surprised her. Her lips were extremely soft against mine, and it was nothing like I remembered. As I kissed her, I was thinking of what I had gotten myself into. But I didn't care anymore.
After about ten seconds of kissing her, she pulled away.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She smiled.
"I'm better than I've ever been." she said, snuggling against me.
I held her for what seemed like a while, before I finally spoke.
"Gwen?" I asked.
"Hmm?" she asked.
"I'm sorry I rejected you."
She looked up at me.
"I thought you said you didn't reject me?" she asked.
I gently touched her nose with mine.
"I didn't reject you," I said, running my fingers through her hair. "But you insist that I did."
She nuzzled her head into my chest for a couple seconds.
"Yeah," she said. "I guess I did."
I lifted her head, so she faced me.
"Gwen," I said, looking into her eyes. "I want to be with you. But we simply can't."
She stared at me for a couple seconds, and then pulled away.
"There you go again," she said, getting up. "Just go."
I got up and gripped her hand.
"Gwen," I said, tugging on her hand. "You're not listening."
She looked at me.
"We can't be together," I said. "But I want to be with you. Even if our parents find out, and something bad happens. Well, that's a risk I'll have to take."
I pulled her into my grip once more, and hugged her to my chest.
"Gwen," I said, holding her tight. "We are going to be together. No matter what."
I pulled away, and looked at her.
"Now get some sleep," I said, kissing her forehead.
I was about to walk away, back to the couch, but Gwen grabbed my wrist. I looked down at her, and she returned my look with pleading eyes.
"Ben," she said, holding a tight grip on my wrist. "Don't make this weird, but will you sleep here tonight?"
I stared at her.
"You want me to sleep in the same bed as you?" I asked her.
She stared up at me, with pleading eyes and nodded.
"I don't see why not." I said.
She suppressed a small smile, got under the covers, and moved over to make room. I took a deep breath, and laid down next to her. I felt her crawl up on top of me, and rest her head on my chest.
"Good night, Gwen," I whispered, holding her close, and pulling the blanket over us. "I love you."
I heard her sniffle.
"I know." she said, before falling asleep.