Just A Distraction - part 3
Ben Hardy! x Roger Taylor! x Reader!
Summary: You’re Roger Taylor’s daughter, also working as his assistant. Rehearsals and production have started for BoRhap, and as his assistant and daughter, you are there to help, and also support him. Day one of rehearsals, you meet Rami, Gwilym, Joe, and Ben. You and Ben become completely enamored by each other, causing him to lose focus during the process. This movie means a lot to your dad, could you two make it work, or will you being a distraction cause tension between Ben and Roger?
Word count: 1,073
Warnings: too cute!!!!!!!!
You finished getting ready just as Joe’s car pulled into your driveway. You made your way down the stairs and Roger was sitting on the couch in his pajamas, watching TV,
“Hey, I’m leaving,” you told him and gave him a kiss on the forehead,
“Alright, love,” he smiled, “have fun, and don’t be too late.” You made your way outside and Ben was leaning against the car door. As you made your way towards the car, he looked up at you and greeted you with a smile,
“You look beautiful,” Ben said, smiling and scanning your body with his eyes,
“Thanks,” you smiled back as he opened the door and you slid in next to Rami,
“Sorry, it’s a little crammed in here,” Joe said, looking back at you from the rear-view mirror,
“Oh, I’m good,” you said, buckling your seat belt, “just hungry.” Ben slid into the back seat next to you and reached for his seat belt, brushing your arm with his hand as he buckled it in, sending a chill up your spine. He looked so good, wearing a sweater, jeans, and white converse with his hair pushed back. All you wanted to do was run your fingers through it and kiss him, but now was not the time. A few moments later, you all arrived at the restaurant and went in. Rami, Gwilym, and Joe all sat at one side of the table, and you and Ben sat at the other side,
“So, Y/N,” Joe said, “how did you become your dad's assistant?”
“Well, I needed a job, he needed an assistant, and I already know everything he likes,” you said, “so, it was a no-brainer.” As you and Joe talked, you could feel Ben put his arm around the back of your chair. Instinctively, you moved a little closer to him. You could see him and Joe exchange a look, but ignored it and looked at the menu. As you and Ben pondered the menu, you heard a familiar sound play through the restaurant,
“Can
anybody
find me
somebody to
Love?”
As the song began to play, you looked around at the table, and all the boys had the biggest smiles on their faces as they swayed back and forth in their chairs and sang along and you joined in. You looked at Ben and he looked back at you, still singing along softly to the song. At that moment, the whole building could’ve caught on fire and neither one of you would know. Everything went out of focus, the world stopped, and it was just the two of you alone in that restaurant. All you wanted to do was kiss him, feel his lips pressed against yours, feel his hair through your fingers,
“SOMEBODY TO LOOOOOOOOOVE,” Rami, Joe, and Gwilym all sang out at the top of their lungs, bringing you and Ben back to reality. You felt Ben take your hand in his, and shortly after, the food arrived. You reached over and took a fry off of Ben’s plate, and he looked at you with a look of betrayal,
“Hey!” he said, “you have your own!”
“Yours look better,” you laughed and took a bite of it. He laughed and shook his head, then went back to eating his sandwich. Everyone finished up eating and headed outside, standing in a group while Ben smoked a cigarette,
“This was fun,” you said, “not often I can go out.”
“Well, we will have to change that,” Rami said, “you can come out with us anytime.”
“If my boss will let me,” you laugh, “but I see you all practically every day.”
“You have to learn to separate work and fun, babe,” Ben said, taking the final drag of his cigarette and tossing it into the ash tray. You all go back into Joe’s car and headed to your house to drop you off. He pulled into the driveway and you and Ben got out of the car,
“I’ll be right back,” he whispered to Joe and took your hand and walked you up to the door,
“You don’t have to walk me up to the door, I’m a big girl,” you said,
“I know,” he chuckled, “but I wanted to. I had fun tonight.”
“Me, too,” you smiled, “but, next time, you can invite me. I won’t bite.”
“Well...” he said, looking down, “I was hoping next time, it would just be us two.”
“I’d like that,” you said, moving closer, taking his other hand in yours. He smiled back at you and rested his hand on your cheek,
“God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, bringing your face up to his, looking into your soul with those green eyes, again. You were inches away from his face, and you moved your hand to the belt loop on his jeans,
“Kiss me,” you whispered back, and immediately, his lips came crashing into yours. It was everything you imagined it would be, and more. Your hands found their way up to his hair and ran through it, as his hands explored your back. You didn’t want to stop, wanted to stay this way forever, or at least a little longer. Finally, you two pulled away, breathless, and you put your hand on your chest,
“Woah,” you breathed, and he let out a slight chuckle, then placed a small kiss to your forehead,
“I better go,” he said, turning to walk back to Joe’s car, “but, I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“I’ll be there,” you smiled, then turned and made your way inside and shut the door behind you. You were surprised to see Roger still sitting in the living room, in the same spot you left him,
“Hey, love, how was dinner?” He asked, getting up and hugging you, then taking a second glance at you, “well, never mind. The look on your face says it all.”
“It was good,” you said as you thought back to singing ‘Somebody to Love’ in the restaurant, and Ben kissing you on the front porch, “really good.” You told Roger goodnight and you both headed to your rooms. You changed into your pajamas and got into bed, knowing quite well you won’t be getting any sleep tonight. How could you, when all you could think about was having Ben’s lips on yours just once more? Eventually, you drifted off to sleep, knowing you would be just that much closer to kissing him again.
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