More than Just Casual

Chapter 1: Oreo Kisses and Popcorn wars

Clare gazed outside, watching the rain as it danced on her window. She looked at the clock on her nightstand. 7:56, Jake should be here any minute. Clare's mother was out on yet another "date". But Clare knew what she was really doing. She didn't like to think about how her mom was turning into a slut, 'how could she?' Clare angrily thought to herself. How could her mother, the women who always taught her that sex before marriage was a sin, go out and sleep with random losers? She just didn't understand. The loud knock at the door jolted her from her thoughts. She pushed the thought out of her mind as she quickly ran downstairs and opened the door to find Jake holding two mcflurries from McDonalds.

"Hello, gorgeous, I was having a sudden craving for a mcflurry, so I got you one, too." Jake smoothly said. Clare loved Jake's voice; it always made her heart flutter.

"Thank you, come on in." Clare said, taking one of the mcflurries out of his hand.

Jake led the way into the living room plopping down on the couch. Clare sat down next to him and took a bite of her dessert, Clare moaned with delight as she was in Oreo bliss. "I take it you like mcflurries." Jake said with a laugh.

"They're my weakness," Clare responded, taking another bite of hers. Jake smirked as he quickly kissed her on the cheek, and then started devouring his dessert.

Clare could feel a blush tinting her pale cheeks. They sat in a comfortable silence as they ate. When they were both done Jake leaned over and gently pulled Clare into a kiss. Gentle at first, then slowly turning into a passionate kiss, Jake leaned Clare back onto the couch so that he was on top of her. Her hands went to his hair and she started playing with his smooth tresses, Clare loved playing with his hair, and Jake didn't mind either. Jake slowly licked the bottom of Clare's lip begging for entrance, and she gladly let him in. Their tongues fought for dominance, his being victorious. Jake sucked on Clare's bottom lip rewarding him with a moan from her.

Jake broke the kiss and trailed kisses down her throat, sucking gently on the spot beneath her ear. She whimpered and softly pulled on his hair. "I love when you do that." He whispered in her ear.

After kissing for a while, they decide to watch a movie. Clare grudgingly lets Jake pick the movie while she makes the popcorn.

"Can't you at least tell me what were watching?" Clare asks from the kitchen.

"Nope, sorry." Jake teasingly replies.

"Why not?" Clare pretend whines, unsuccessfully because she can't help but giggle after.

"It's a surprise." Jake mischievously calls back.

"Seriously what movie are we watching" Clare asks nervously, worrying that it's some horror slasher film.

"Fine, if you insiiiist," Jakes draws out the word, "were watching the Notebook"

A grin spread across Clare's face, "really? I love that movie-!"

"Actually No, were watching Saw 3." Jake's smile got bigger as Clare's disappeared.

Clare despised scary movies, absolutely dreaded them, but tried to put on a brave face so he wouldn't know she was scared. "Great," She too-cheerfully said, "That's one of my favorite movies."

But Jake was not fooled, he saw right through her façade. "Oh, really? Good, because I also brought the fourth one, too." He smugly said, knowing very well that he didn't actually bring the fourth one; he just wanted to see her reaction.

"Perfect!" She unconvincingly said; she wasn't fooling anyone. As soon as the popcorn was done, they started the movie. Within the first 20 minutes Clare had gasped, jumped, hid underneath her blanket, and screamed once… or twice. And while all this was going on, Jake found it all very entertaining. He put his arm around Clare, who hid in his side for half the movie.

About half way through the film, she willed herself to peek, and strangely liked what was happening on screen, even though it was gruesome, she couldn't look away. She slid over a little on the couch. Clare was intently watching the movie, mouth slightly open, sitting at the edge of her seat, when she felt something lightly hit the side of her face. She looked over at Jake, who was fixated on the torture that was occurring onscreen. She went back to watching the movie, when she felt another light tap on her cheek. She looked down to see a piece of popcorn laying there. She looked over to Jake who was trying very hard to hold back a smile. Clare smirked as she reached into the bowl of popcorn and flung a few pieces at his face. She couldn't hold in her laughter and she burst into a fit of giggles.

And then it was on, the battle had begun. The movie became forgotten as they pelted each other with the buttery fluffy pieces of popped corn. When the bowl was empty, Jake chased Clare up to her bedroom, tackling her on her bed. Both laughing, he closed the space between them and passionately kissed her. Clare rolled on top of him and kissed her way down his neck, giggling as she did so. She kissed him one last time on the lips before she pulled away. "My mom should be home soon". She said, breathing heavy. They got up and Clare led Jake downstairs to the front door.

"I had fun tonight," Jake said, leaning against the doorframe.

"Me too," Clare laughed as she plucked a piece of popcorn from his hair.

Jake leaned down and kissed Clare once before saying, "goodnight, Clare-Bear."

"Goodnight," She responded. After Jake left she cleaned up their mess, and went to bed. Clare smiled in her sleep as she dreamed of Jake.