Just to say, I was up all night finishing this ;) I really hope you enjoy it!

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May 15th 1998 - Around 6pm at the Fellows' house

"Come on Ben, what do you think?" Melody twirled around on the spot, hoping that Benedict would give some positive feedback and obviously, she wasn't wrong.

"I think..." He walked up to Melody, holding her hands. "You look..." He moved towards her ear. "... amazing." Melody squealed and wrapped her arms around Benedict.

"Thank you!" She rushed to the mirror and she had to make sure that everything was perfect.

Or it wouldn't be special.

"So..." Benedict sighed and sat onto Melody's bed. "Is this the life of girls?" Melody frowned. "Make up and... boys?" Dropping her head, Melody made her way to Benedict.

"Well... not really..." Melody sat next to Benedict, turning to face him. "Have you never spoken to a girl before?" Benedict smirked. Melody nudged him for an answer.

"Well... You are probably the only girl I have spoken to over the last few years, yeh. If you mean life..." Melody stared at Benedict, a lock of hair falling in front of her face. "... P-possibly, yeh." Without knowing, a gasp made its way out of Melody's mouth.

"Really?" Benedict nodded.

"Yep."

"All I can say is... you're doing a pretty good job so far..." Melody smiled, encouraging Benedict to smile back.

He didn't think he was doing a good job.

He loved her and today he couldn't show that all, since he refused to go to the Prom that the university had set up.

"... I have an idea." Benedict instantly looked at Melody.

"What?" And then she gave him 'the look.' "What?"

"You know... You should..." She glanced at her dress then back and him.

"... What? Wear a dress? I..." Melody burst into laughter, Benedict chuckling.

"Oh Ben, if only! If only." She shook her head. "Anyway, come... Come with me." Benedict looked away, groaning.

"Erm..." Melody grabbed Benedict's shoulders.

"Come on, this will be fun!" She stared directly at Benedict. "Please..."

"... Um... Oh... Okay!" Melody smiled.

"I promise." She draped an arm over his shoulder and smirked. "This will be worth it."

"Okay Mels." He sighed. "I believe in you and only you..."

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"You prick!" Benedict threw his fist back and aimed it at the pupil's face.

"What? I didn't want her. She's a nerd!" Anger grew inside Benedict and he pushed the man into the wall, grabbing him by his collar.

"If you ever... hurt her feelings again... You will regret it." Benedict released his grip and the other student dropped down.

Benedict rushed outside because...

He was looking for her.

Only her.

"Mels!" He shouted, running around in his suit. "Mels..." And there she sat and Benedict's voice trailed elsewhere. Rushing up to Melody, he placed his hand onto her back, smoothly rubbing it. "Mels..."

Melody buried her face into her hands, Benedict picking up sounds of sorrow.

"Mels, hey..." Melody finally faced him and she instantly gripped onto Benedict.

"Why does this always happen to me...?" Benedict frowned, stroking her hair.

"What?"

"... Boys... I'm love repellant..." Benedict dropped his eyes and kissed the top of her forehead.

"You aren't Melody Fellows." He held her tight in his arms. "You've got me." Melody smiled, wiping away a tear.

Benedict removed his suit jacket, placing onto her shoulders and she clung onto it.

"I remember Mels... From all those movies - how to treat a lady of beauty." And he meant her.

"What... kind of movies do you watch?" Benedict smiled.

"The good ones. The great ones. The amazing ones."

"Do you mean it Ben?"

"Mean what Mels?" Both of them gazed at each other.

"Mean... that you will be here..." Benedict nodded.

"I'm right here Mels."

"Do you promise?" Benedict caressed her face.

"I promise..."