Chapter Three: The hunt for Tennyson (Part one)

Ben's POV

At 9:30am I woke up, noticing that Kevin was fast asleep beside me. I smiled softly. I always thought he was adorable when he was sleeping, even if he did snore occasionally, which was cute in my eyes. I decided that as much as I loved watching him sleep I did need to shower, so with that in mind I got up.

While I showered I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the water hammering down on my body, thinking about things. Would there ever be a time when I could actually tell Kevin how I felt? Was I just delaying the inevitable?

It took approximately twenty minutes in the shower, which was ten minutes longer than usual. Damn my over thinking!

Once I had dried off and picked something out to wear I decided to head downstairs to start making breakfast. Oh yeah...breakfast, for both of us..will that be a good idea? I paused, thinking if it was the right thing to do. What if I made something and he didn't like it? Combing my fingers through my hair I decided to phone Gwen, she would know what to do in this situation.

"Hello?" Gwen's voice entered my ears through the telephone receiver. Well it's now or never.

"Good morning Gwen!" I tried to sound as happy as possible, but maybe that would make her even more suspicious. Damn...

"Oh morning Ben, why the sudden call? Is everything okay?" I sighed, really wanting to just explain everything there and then, but decided I was going to stick to my original conversation.

"Okay, first you better promise me you won't laugh at what I am about to say." There was a pause, maybe she was thinking it over?

"Ummm of course Ben, what is it?" Okay now I needed to word this properly, and not make it look like I was cooking Kevin breakfast because I liked him. How the hell was I supposed to do that? Scratching the back of my head I tried my best to explain.

"I want to know what sort of things Kevin likes to eat, for breakfast I mean. Like does he like toast, or cereal..or what fruits are his favourite...I just don't know..." I heard Gwen giggle on the other end of the phone and immediately I knew I had royally ruined this whole conversation. She promised she wouldn't laugh!

"Oh Ben, you can be so silly sometimes! Anyway, I think Kevin likes sweet fruits, like Mango, or Strawberries." Well that helped, at least I wouldn't be wasting time cooking food he wouldn't eat.

"Thanks Gwen, seriously I would be lost without you sometimes." She giggled once again. Obviously loving the fact I just inflated her ego, now I would never hear the end of it.

"No problem, take care now!" And the conversation ended.

Shit! I had none of those things! Oh man... what should I do now? Okay, maybe I should grab my motorbike from the shed and go to the shops to get some? It shouldn't take long. Yes, that seems a great idea! Let's hope the motor still runs...

Kevin's POV

I woke up at 10:10 in the morning to the sound of a motor. Just what the hell was that?. Looking to my side I noticed that Benji wasn't in bed, so he must be awake then. Groggily I got up out of the bed to discover where he went. I knew he was an early riser but I never imagined this early!

As I walked down the stairs the sound of the motor seemed to get louder and was hurting my ears. It was close by too, maybe the next door neighbours? Curiosity got the better of me so I opened the front door to find out just where the horrible noise was coming from.

I stood there for a moment until I figured out just who it was. It was Benji and he was putting the helmet on his head. Our eyes met for a moment before he took off on the motorbike to God knows where.

Did he totally just run out on me? I felt my heart sink a little as I just stood there trying to figure out why he would've left like that without saying anything to me. Did he know about me snooping in his diary? Oh please tell me he didn't! Running my fingers through my hair I decided that I needed to talk to some-one about this otherwise I would go mental. Guess another call to Gwen was on the cards.

"Oh my God why do you keep calling me?! She cried in annoyance. Did I wake her up or something?

"Oh Gwen, sorry...it's just important." Then I heard her gasp on the other end of the phone.

"Kevin?! Well...this is awkward..." I raised an eyebrow in confusion as I paced around the living room in my pyjamas. Not the best look in the world.

"What's so awkward? Also, why the hell did Ben just take off on his bike? What's going on?!"

"Whoa, calm the fuck down!" She cried, and I could envision her holding her hands up in defence. Maybe I was over-reacting a little?

"How am I supposed to keep calm over this? Do you think he is mad at me or something?" There was a pause before she chuckled softly, obviously thinking it wasn't because of me. Well I hoped not. That would totally ruin everything right now.

"No, just calm down. Ben asked me something to surprise you. I can't go ahead and tell you otherwise it would kinda ruin the surprise." So that was why he was sneaking off, to surprise me? But why would he do that? Oh yeah...he had a crush on me, and I wasn't meant to know. I felt my cheeks burn furiously as that thought lingered in my mind.

"Well...I guess that's okay...as long as he isn't mad at me."

"I doubt that boy would ever be mad with you." She assured me. I smiled, hoping she was right. Well, he might hit the roof if he found out I had been snooping on him, but that was better left unsaid.

"Well I have to go now, I have a busy day ahead of me." Gwen mused softly.

"Okay, take care!" Once I ended the conversation I sat on the sofa for a moment to think about what was said. So Benji was trying to surprise me? Oh great...I hoped it was something good and not something I would regret forever. But instead of over thinking I switched the television on, preparing myself for the hum-drum of morning television.

Benji's POV

Thankfully I got to the store in fifteen minutes flat. That was a totally new record for me. I was glad I figured out where everything was and didn't end up wondering around the store like a lunatic. Once I had paid for everything and packed them all in plastic bags I decided that I needed to get back home. Kevin would be awake soon and I needed to get all the food prepared before then.

As I got on my motorbike to begin my journey back home thoughts continued to flash across my mind. When would be the right time to tell him how I felt? Nowadays it felt like I would never get the chance, or maybe I was scared to admit it? He might reject me, or something, then I would feel like shit forever and never get over it. But it was Kevin. He wouldn't do that, would he?

When I finally arrived back at the house I noticed that Kevin wasn't around, which was lucky. Maybe he was still sleeping? So with that thought in mind I decided to get started on breakfast. I didn't know how much time I had left, but it was worth a try.

Once breakfast was done I smiled in satisfaction. I decided on French toast accompanied with his favourite fruits. That should do the trick. As I picked up the tray I took it into the living room. Well eating in the kitchen would seem way too formal, wouldn't it? This whole breakfast was meant to be a relaxed affair after all.

When I got to the living room Kevin was sitting on the sofa, watching whatever was on the television. It took a while before he noticed me and flashed me a brilliant smile. God...I loved it when he smiled like that. As I placed the tray down on the coffee table I went about explaining my actions.

"Here...I made breakfast for you. I hope you like it, and luckily I didn't burn the house down" I chuckled nervously, trying to ease the tension that was shrouding us. Maybe I was just nervous? Yeah, that must be it.

"Thanks...you didn't have to go through so much trouble." Kevin mused softly, as I sat beside him. I shrugged, not really wanting to explain my real reasons behind my actions. I'll settle for kindness any day.

"No it's fine, it was no trouble at all!" Kevin curiously picked up a slice of French toast and started to eat it. I watched him like a hawk, waiting for some sort of reaction, or if he started to vomit. Yeah, that would totally suck if that happened. But it didn't, he smiled

"Wow! This is good!" Well that was a relief. Then his eyes focused on the fruit that I had picked to accompany it. He raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, not liking the concerned look on his features. Kevin glanced at me for a moment before shaking his head wildly.

"No, nothing is wrong. How did you know Strawberries and Mango's were my favourite fruits?" I felt my body stiffen for a moment. Well I couldn't tell him that I asked Gwen could I? Think of an excuse...think of an excuse...

"They are? Oh well...I just picked them because...they were on offer at the store!" Once again he smiled at me and continued to eat, obviously enjoying my cooking skills. I couldn't help but feel content throughout it all. Perhaps this could work out after all?