The rain pelted my bedroom windows as I looked outside at the dark clouds. Dark, just like my life has been lately. I stared out the window for some time until the rain stopped and a rainbow appeared in the sky. It was a little piece of hope after a storm. A gentle reminder that things will get better, that the most beautiful smile is the one that struggles through all the pain. Oh, how I wanted to be that strong. But my parents, their divorce has been killing me inside. I try not to let anything show but some times, I have to let it out. When I do, there's always one person I can count on to always be there for me, Eli. And, its cliché, I know. But, Eli is special. He makes me feel so important, strong, and beautiful. And that's why I've fallen for him. I've fallen for his emerald eyes, his combat boots, his dark blazers, and his dark brown hair. That stupid charming infamous smirk of his that always I see so often. But, Love has never been my friend. It took K.C away from me, and it embarrassed me over Declan. So, this time I was just going to try and get my stupid ass, sorry lord, over the bridge and get over him.
I got up from my window sill, and put on my green hoodie and walked outside. The air was brisk, but felt good against my face. I took my time walking to The Dot. As I arrived I ordered a caramel mocha blended frappachino and sat down. I took sips from my coffee and watched the people all around me in a daze.
Blue eyes.
Blue eyes.
Blue eyes.
"Blue eyes!" I shot my head around and came to see the smiling face of Eli.
"Oh hey, sorry Eli, I was spacing." He sat down in the chair across me and smirked.
"I noticed." He said, now smiling at me. He reached over and grabbed my frappachino and took a long sip.
"Hey! Get your own dang coffee that is mine!" I yelled at him jokingly.
"Oh Clare, when are you going to realize that when I'm around nothing is totally yours?"
Gosh, he is just soooo smug I wish I could wipe that smirk right off his face. But, at the same time, he looked incredibly hot with that smirk on his face. I just couldn't win could I? "Oh Eli, when are you going to realize that your smirk is so not attractive?" I lied innocently.
"Ouch! That hurts Clare, it really does." Sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"Oh, Im sorry, NOT!" I giggled.
He took a long look at me. As if he was searching for something in my eyes. But then the Eli I know came back, "Clare, I know you want this body of mine. You don't have to deny it any more."
Boy, you have absolutely NO idea. If I only things were different.
"Only in your dreams sweetie."
"Oh, in my dreams you frequently do a lot of naughty things to me Clare." He joked with a completely straight face. Was he joking or was he for real? A blush creeped onto my cheeks and I looked down.
"I didn't mean to make you nervous Clare. Forget I said anything. I didn't mean it." And for some reason when he said he didn't mean it my heart sunk a little bit. So he didn't want me as anything other than friends.
"It's ok." I said finally.
I scanned the room for anything to look at. Anything really but Eli, and his gorgeous face. He touched my hand and I flinched alittle and then relaxed into his touch.
"How are your parents?" He asked with genuine concern in his voice.
"They only talk now, when they need to meet for the divorce stuff." I answered. Sigh.
"I'm so sorry Clare."
"It's ok. I'm just alone at home a lot now. Mom's out with her friends trying to forget and Dad moved out, so I'm alone."
"We can hang any time your feeling lonely." He assured me.
"Um, would you maybe consider staying with me at my house tonight, I'm alone all night?" I asked him.
He smiled, "Sure, Clare."
We talked at The Dot for a little longer and soon enough we were inside Morty driving to my house. The drive was silent yet, comfortable. Silence with Eli wasn't awkward it was just that we didn't need to fill all the silence with meaningless talk. He parked Morty in the Drive and then we walked into my house laughing about the stupid joke he had made about Jenna.
"You're horrible." I joked.
"But you like it."
"I never said I didn't."
We walked up to my room and took seats on the oversized bean bag chairs that were in the center of my room. I got up and plugged my iPod into and ironically, "I'd lie" by Taylor swift started to play.
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long
And he sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine
"Ugh, Clare why can't you listen to good music?" Eli asked, insulting my taste in music.
"Shut up, maybe you should broaden your musical horizons." I snapped back.
"Oooh, touchy tonight. I think some one needs to relax." Um what? What does he mean?
"How?" I ask.
He walked around to my back and sets his soft hands onto my shoulders and pulls me back onto my bed. He sat behind me and started massaging my shoulders. His hands moved gently but enough pressure to get the knots out and actually relax me. He was good, way good. I relaxed into his touch again as he massaged up and down my back. "Are you relaxed now?" He asked from behind me.
"Mmmmhhhmmmm."
I turned me around and looked at me with his piercing green eyes. I could have sworn he was looking at me differently. With a different emotion than usual? Lust? No, not even. But, all of sudden his face was even closer to mine and his lips looked even more tempting. Plus, it looked like he wanted to kiss me too. But love hates me because he jerked away quickly and started to fiddle with the pictures on my desk. Just my luck.