A/N: Hey, this is my first 100 fic. This is honestly just a little random thing I did because I really really don't want to start doing my washing. I hope you like, thought I would share

Clarke sat by the side of the lake, the water dancing in between her toes as the mud and rocks slightly dug into the skin of her claves. Her trouser legs stopped, rolled up above her knees allowing the cold, still liquid to seep into the blond's skin. It took her mind of everything, especially the last conversation with Finn. After everything she has been through, including trying to help the 100 survive, she feels so stupid for her mind to be worried about boys and relationships but she can't help it.

Too busy scorning herself she didn't hear the rustle of the leaves or the twigs snapping under the heavy weight of the older dark-haired boy coming towards her. It wasn't until he was literally sitting shoulder to shoulder with her that she snapped out of her thoughts and looked up. Bellamy. She knew that if he was here with her it only meant one thing, business.

"What's up? Has the grounders returned?" Clarke asked voice full of determination as if she was constantly ready for battle.

Bellamy just smiled at her and proceeded to take off his socks and shoes. "Nothings up, I was just patrolling the grounds when I saw you, Thought I would join you." He rolled up his trousers so that they sat identical to Clarke's.

"What's up with you though?" Bellamy stared at her, he always saw Clarke completely in control so he knew straight away when something was wrong.

"Nothing, it's stupid."

"Try me."

The girl opened her mouth as if she was about to say something then stopped. Why would she tell him of all people? He would just tease her and think she was ridiculous and Bellamy Blake was the last person she could look inferior and 'just a silly little girl' to. They were equal, leaders. She wasn't going to jeopardise what they have built because of a crush.

At her silence, Bellamy took a guess "Finn?"

Eyes wide in shock or maybe embarrassment, Clarke couldn't decide, she finally looked at him. His bright white teeth were flashing and a breathy laugh tickled her ears. They were sitting that close. She didn't know why but this relaxed her, so with a smirk she replied "That obvious, huh?"

"I would say so, Princess."

"Stop calling me that."

"Why? It suits you." He nudged her shoulder.

She laughed but didn't reply; the pair just looked at each other and smiled. Bellamy was really attractive, she thought, his dimples were deep and his freckles shone in sun.

Bellamy realise they have been staring for far too long snapped away. "Tell me about it? I thought everything would be perfect with you two."

"Why?" She hadn't meant for her tone to be so demanding but she was confused.

"Just assumed, considering Finn and Raven are…you know-"Bellamy drags his finger across his throat.

Clarke looked towards her toes again as if she was mesmerized the way they belonged in the water "He told me he loves me."

The feeling that he has just been punched in the stomach was a feeling Bellamy couldn't quite explain. What Clarke just said meant nothing to him; he didn't care about her and Finn.

"And you love him too?" his voice seemed a little like he was trying too hard to be nonchalant.

"No." The pain in his stomach disappeared

"Well I don't know," Clarke continued "I've never really felt this way about someone, I have never really been the romantic type and I always thought I never would but that night I spent with him-" She trails off thinking the time in her and Finn's secret place. Bellamy's heart was in the pit of his stomach and he hated it. He was so irritated that this got to him.

"-But he lied, he was with Raven. And plus this isn't the time to start anything now really? My main priority is to what is left of the 100 and make sure it's safe for the ark to come to Earth. Not worrying about the next time Finn is going to lie to me." Clarke sighed

Bellamy didn't know what to say. He knew what he wanted to say but it wasn't his place or right to say so he just went "You're right. You have other priorities but Clarke, look at what you have achieved already. You should at least enjoy the rewards here on Earth" He grabbed her and forced her to look at him

"It's a scary thought but what happens if we are never safe? And you missed out on all these opportunities that you might not have again. You are the most fearless person I know but what scares you most is falling in love and having a bit of fun? That is what is stupid. Go for it. Don't worry about it, do what you want to do and that means what we are fighting for stands for so much more and it makes the struggles worth it."

His hand still on her face, her eyes still on him "You're right," she says.

Then his cocky grin returns as he begins to stand up "When am I wrong, Princess?"

She kicks up and splashes him, soaking him from head to toe. In retaliation he swoops down and picks her up by her waist threatening to throw her in the water.

"No! No! Bellamy, I'm Sorry!" She squeals through her laughter. He stands for a moment in a mock train of thought before deciding to put her down in front of him, the water nipping at the bottom of her trousers.

"I'll be good to you this one time, considering I'm just a much better person that can rise above these silly games,"

Clarke goes to hit the cocky man but slips in the wet mud beneath her, she reaches out and grasped onto the sleeve of Bellamy's jacket and he wrapped an arm around her waist as her face came crashing into his chest. All laughter was gone and what the pair expected to be awkward, tense atmosphere turned into a calm sensation.

She looks up at him and he's staring again. The thought of kissing her appears so suddenly in Bellamy's mind, as sudden as it was intense. She is perfect, innocent yet insanely strong and brave. The only woman as stubborn as him, the only one that can make him change his mind. He jokes about her being 'the princess' but really she's so much more. She's a Queen.

We wouldn't be here without her and she should be happy.

"Do you follow your own advice?" She asks, her voice quiet and soft "Do you do anything you want?"

Not missing a beat he lies "Yes." Then breaks away from her and starts to walk away.

He lies as he never kissed her, even though he desperately wants to and he lies because he craves to tell her everything he thought and doesn't.

He lies because he knows he's not good enough and she is, even if she refuses to admit it to herself, in love with Finn.