Another Me Chapter One

Okay, so this is kind of a dark-ish, sorta not really, two shot.

READ: I do not smoke marijuana or do any other drugs, so I have no idea how it works. I just go from what I've seen my friends do and what I've seen on TV. So if I have it wrong, I am sorry.

Also, I'm sorry if there are any spelling mistakes. I tried to look over it but I think I missed a bit.

Inspired by the songs Mama Do by Pixie Lott and Born to Die by Lana Del Rey.

Warning: Well, I am who I am, sooo… ;) And there will be use of drugs and foul language.

Summary: He was bad news, and I know that, but I don't care. I don't care that he takes me to places I shouldn't be. I don't care that we do things that we shouldn't do. I don't care that he gets me high to the extent where I don't even know what's real. I don't care, just as long as he was by my side.

Clare's POV

Every night it's the same. I tell my parents I will be at the library, studying like the innocent girl they think I am. I tell them I'll be at Alli's, cramming for a test that doesn't exist, just so I could spend the night with him. I lie a little more every day, just to sneak out and see him. I don't care what the cost is, just as long as I see him. It's not like I can help it; he's just so irresistible. It's just something I can't control; my feelings are like a live wire.

I'm helpless.

There's just something about him that captures my attention. There's something about the night, and the way it hides all the things I like. I never would have thought that I would end up like this; incredibly and deeply in love with Elijah Goldsworthy. He wasn't anything like me; he was the complete opposite, but maybe that's why I fell for him. He was bad news, and I know that, but I don't care. I don't care that he takes me to places I shouldn't be. I don't care that we do things that we shouldn't do. I don't care that he gets me high to the extent where I don't even know what's real. I don't care that if I went overboard, I may not come out of this alive. I don't care, just as long as he was by my side.

So, knowing that I wasn't able to wait any longer, I walked downstairs and told my parents that I would be at the library, studying hard for a test that didn't exist. I knew that I needed to get as much time with him as I could, and there was no way I would let my parents get in the way of it. And it was very fortunate for them to believe the lie I had told them, yet again, and say what they always said. "Alright honey, make sure you're back by midnight."

Normally, I would have longer than midnight, but since the library closes at 11:30, they want me home by midnight, knowing that it only takes me a half hour to get home from the library. I knew that if I argued, they would get suspicious, so I only agreed, wanting to shorten this conversation so I could see him. I grabbed my jacket and my book bag, which I will not need where I will be going, before heading out the door. I made my way down the sidewalk, knowing he was just behind the corner. I turned the corner and sure enough, that beloved Hearse of his was parked waiting for me, making my lips tug up into a smirk. I walked over to it and opened the back, throwing my bag inside before shutting it and making my way to the passenger side.

As I got in the hearse, I was immediately struck with the sweet smell of the drug I will be endured with soon enough. I leaned over and greeted him the way he likes to be greeted; I climbed into his lap and moved my mouth to his, letting my tongue find his. I could taste the marijuana on his tongue, making me all the more excited. I pulled away and looked into his eyes, hoping he knew what I wanted. He only smirked and brought the joint to my lips. I parted my lips and let him place it between them before I took a drag. He pulled the joint back and I smirked at him before leaning close to his lips, waiting for him to part his lips before I let the smoke linger into his mouth, kissing him afterwards. I pulled away and watched him blow the smoke out the window, his eyes never leaving mine.

I climbed back into my seat and got comfortable, ready for him to start driving. I smirked over at him, and he returned it before grabbing my hand in his, using his free one to steer the wheel as we drove off in the night.

His smile. His smile is what kept me here. His smile is why I didn't get up and leave every time we entered and unknown house. I have no idea who owns any of the houses we go to, nor do I care, as long as I was with him. I felt safe with him, even if what I was doing wasn't the slightest bit safe. I knew that if anything did happen to me, he would take care of me. It's not like it would be the first time. I had done this plenty of times, and even when I go overboard, he is always there when I wake up. He's always there, caressing my skin, holding me close, watching me and making sure I was alright. Even though he never said it, I knew he cared about me the same way I cared about him. He just never admitted it aloud.

The way his eyes looked into mine as he handed me a small pill made me feel as if I was on top of the world. And that was before I had even taken anything. I slowly took the pill from him, smiling as he watched me. He had already taken his, and I knew it wouldn't be long before he felt the wave of perfection.

"I won't let anything happen to you, baby." Eli whispered in my ear, realizing that I was taking longer than usual. It wasn't that I was scared, because I wasn't. I was more excited than anything. But just the way he was looking at me just made me want to savour the moment. I placed the pill between my teeth, looking into Eli's eyes before crushing it, feeling it dissolve into powder on my tongue and down my throat.

I watched as he closed his eyes and smiled in bliss, obviously feeling the effects of the pill now. I knew it wouldn't be long for me and my heart began beating in an escalating way as I waited to feel what I had been craving for the past few days. We hadn't done this since last weekend, when I had told my parents I was at Alli's for the night, and knowing that in just a few seconds I will be feeling the same high as last time made me all the more excited.

Suddenly I felt the rush hit me like a ton of bricks, fogging up my mind. I felt light, like I was floating. I watched as Eli sat back on the couch, watching me with that adorable smirk on his lips. I giggled and brought my hand to his lips, tracing them with my index finger, feeling an electric buzz with the contact of anything I touched. I felt his hand move from my waist and to my torso before making its way to the back of my head. His fingers threaded through my hair and I closed my eyes at his touch, loving every second of it. It wasn't long before his lips pressed to mine, and I smiled, not responding to the kiss yet. I just had to saviour this moment, knowing that this would soon wear off.

This is how it usually went; we would get high until we lost track of reality, then get too engulfed in each other's bodies to realize that we had made it to an unknown bed, falling into another night of bliss. I wasn't always like this, I used to be an innocent little girl; the girl my parents thought I still am. I used to believe in marriage before sex, that drugs were bad for you and that if you sinned, you would be punished. That was before I had met Eli.

It still amazed me that I was the one who got myself into this. If you looked at this from a different perspective, you would think that Eli forced me into it, that he got me addicted. But no, that's completely opposite of what happened. He was against it at first. He thought that if something happened that I wouldn't want to ever see him again. He thought that I would regret it and him. He thought that I was too young and innocent. But, I had seen him get high many times before. I had watched as he fell into complete bliss, how he would suddenly be the happiest person in the world. My curiosity had gotten the best of me and I wanted to try it; I wanted to know how he was feeling each time he took a drag of a joint or when he took a small pill. I wanted to know how good it felt to feel the way he did all those times. So I finally convinced him to let me at least try it, and he did. And I will never regret that day.

I finally kissed Eli back, realizing that he was waiting for me to respond. His tongue had met mine and I moaned in my throat. Eli's kisses were electrifying, and I knew that I would never get sick of them. I smiled when he began to nibble on my bottom lip, noticing the smile on his lips as well. When his hand had found my thigh, caressing it softly I knew that tonight would be a good night.

I used to be the good girl my parents had always wanted me to be. I used to listen when they told me that I should be married before I lost my virginity. They told me that if someone loved me enough, they would wait. But that's not what love is. Love is something unexplainable; love is something you can't describe with words. So, waiting to physically be with the one person that makes you feel alive sounded completely insane to me. When I realized just how much in love with Eli I was, I knew that I couldn't wait any longer. I loved him and I wanted to express it physically. I knew he was the one that I wanted to do it with. I knew he was the right person for me to share it with. I knew he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. So I gave my virginity up to him. I was nervous as fuck, but when his hands had caressed every inch of my skin, with his lips following, and with the soothing words he had whispered to me, I knew I had made the right decision. I knew I wouldn't regret it, and I was right.

I didn't regret anything that happened between Eli and I. I didn't regret that I was into drugs. I didn't care. I didn't care that I was going against my parents. I didn't care that I might do some stupid things. I didn't care that I was doing illegal things. I didn't care that what I was doing was going against everything I had believed in. I didn't care about anything other than being with Eli.

I guess if I were to look at this from a different perspective, I'd think that this was just a phase. That we're just a couple of horny teenagers looking for the thrill that drugs bring. But that was certainly not the case. I was completely and helplessly in love with him, but I knew nobody would understand. The fact that I was only seventeen and he was nineteen didn't help either. Though, nobody at this party knew that. My parents sure as hell didn't need to know where I am or who I'm with.

They didn't even know we were dating.

And I sure as hell wasn't going to tell them. If they knew that I was dating a boy who I gave my virginity up to and had gotten me into drugs they would lock me in my room and never let me see Eli again. They would do everything in their power to keep us apart. And if that were to happen, I knew I would go insane.

"Baby," I heard Eli whisper as he broke away. I looked up into his dazed, lust filled eyes, knowing mine must look similar. I poked my tongue out of my mouth and slid it across his bottom lip, watching as his eyes closed, his lips parting as he let out a sexy moan. He opened his eyes once I pulled my tongue back, staring at me with need filling his eyes. "Let's get out of here."

I nodded and he pulled me up from the couch and out the door. Once we were outside, I realized it was raining. I looked up into the night sky and smiled, feeling a tingling sensation run through my body when a raindrop hit my skin. I let go of Eli's hand and spun around on the sidewalk, loving the rush I felt. I felt as if I was on a cloud, knowing that I could slip through the fog at any moment. When I had stopped spinning, I realized Eli was leaning against Morty, his lips formed into that adorable smirk that I love, his hands dug in his pockets as he watched my with amusement. He pulled one of his hands out of his pocket and lifted his index finger to me, motioning for me to come to him. I smiled seductively at him as I slowly and torturously made my way over to him. Once I was standing in front of him, his arm immediately wrapped around my waist, pulling me to him and lifting me up so my toes were on his, our noses almost touching. I bit my lip, knowing where this was going. His eyes studied my face as I ignored the rain, pushing the fact that we were soaking wet aside.

My hands had found the collar of his leather jacket, pulling his face closer to mine. I leaned in and kissed him, loving that fact that he wasted no time in plunging his tongue into my mouth. He turned us around and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he lay me down on the hood of Morty. My arms circled around his neck, pressing our lips harder together. Eli moaned in his throat and I giggled, feeling the vibration on my lips. It was my turn to moan as he pressed himself against me, letting me know he didn't plan on stopping any time soon.

I pulled away, gasping for air. "What time is it?"

He scrambled to check his watch before looking up at me. "Ten thirty. Why?" It was then that I realized time had gone by pretty fast.

I chewed on my bottom lip, not wanting this night to end. "I still have an hour or so." I looked into his eyes, noticing just how wet his hair was. The rain was still hitting us, but yet we stayed there as he waited for me to say something. "Want to go back to your place?"

He raised his eyebrows, but I noticed the tiny smile on his lips. "You sure?"

I smiled and nodded, leaning up to give him a chaste kiss. He smirked and removed himself from me, helping me get up from Morty's hood. We got into the hearse and made our way to his place.

By the time we had gotten to his place, I was shaking in anticipation. We hadn't been intimate in a while, and I couldn't wait to feel his touch again. Throughout the car ride he had his hand on my thigh, caressing it slowly. He brushed his finger against my center a lot more then he should have, letting me know that it wasn't accidental. When I glanced at him, I noticed the smirk playing at his lips, letting me know he was just teasing me.

We got out of the hearse, and I realized that the high had worn off. I followed Eli up to his front door, silently thanking God for the fact that he lived alone. He had moved out of his parents place a while ago, not wanting to come home to their worried questions each time he walked in the door. I took advantage of him living alone, too. My school isn't very far from his place, so sometimes I call my parents and tell them I need to stay a little while longer to finish a project so I could spend more time with him. It amazed me at how clueless they were. This had been going on for about a year now, and they still have no idea.

Eli had gotten the door open and quickly pulled me inside, closing the door and pressing me up against it. He didn't bother in turning any of the lights on before his lips were on mine, kissing me to no extent. I shook off my jacket before wrapping my arms around his neck. He took off his leather jacket before I jumped up and wrapped my legs around him, his hands holding my body up from my backside. I ignored the uncomfortable feeling from my wet jeans as he began making his way to his room.

Once inside his room, he set me down before bringing his hand to the hem of my shirt and bringing it over my head. I brought my lips back to his as my hands found the buttons on his shirt. I rushed to get his shirt open, my nimble fingers fumbling with them before I finally got them all undone. I ripped the shirt from his body and threw it down to the floor. He backed me up until the back of my knees hit the bed, causing us to fall onto it. Eli situated himself between my legs, his lips finding my neck. I threaded my fingers through his hair, closing my eyes as I enjoyed the feeling of his lips on my neck.

My eyes snapped open as I realized that we don't have much time and there was no way I was going to go home sexually frustrated. I lifted Eli's head and looked into his eyes as my hands found his belt. He got the memo and he let me do what I started as his hands found my jeans. I undid his belt and then the button and zipper to his jeans before pulling them off of his hips. He kicked them off and undid the button to my jeans before pulling the zipper down. I lifted my hips, helping him as he pulled my jeans off, throwing them to the floor.

He brought his lips to mine and kissed me. "You're… still on… birth control… right?" He asked between kisses. I nodded and bit his lip, my hips lifting up to meet his. He moaned before thrusting his hips to mine, and I realized just how turned on he was, his mouth swallowing my moan as he kissed me.

My hand slid down his chest until I hit the waist band of his boxers. I could tell he knew what was coming by the way his lips curled into a smirk against mine. My hand slipped behind the waist band of his boxers and he pulled away to look at me, taking in a sharp breath as I gripped him in my hand. His eyes closed and he moaned as my hand moved over him. I leaned up and began kissing his neck, my hand never losing movement. I sucked and nibbled on his neck, loving the delicious sounds that escaped his luscious lips. He thrust into my hand, letting me know that he wanted more. I tore my lips from his neck and rested my head back on the bed, looking up at him. I removed my hand as his slid to my back; I arched into him, making it easier for him to undo my bra. With one flick of his fingers the claps was undone and the bra was thrown to the floor to join the other unwanted clothing.

He leaned down and began kissing my neck, making his way down to my breasts. I pushed him away softly and he looked at me with a confused expression.

"Can we skip the foreplay? I don't have a lot of time." I asked him as my hand trailed up his arm and to his neck, playing with the little hairs on the back. He nodded his head and leaned down to kiss me, his fingers sliding behind the waist band of my panties before pulling them down my legs; I kicked them off before my hands found the waist band of his boxers. Our lips moved in sync as my fingers hooked behind the waist band of his boxers, pulling them off of his hips before he kicked them off.

When he pressed his body to mine, my mind began to spiral. My stomach felt as if it was fluttering with little black butterflies, deep inside me. I felt paralyzed by his touch; I would never understand how he has this effect on me, but I wouldn't want it any other way.

My thoughts were cut short when he flipped us over, now having me hovering over him. He looked up at me with those gorgeous eyes, holding more emotion than I could have ever imagined, as his hands found my hips. I placed my hands on his rapidly rising and falling chest, knowing what he wanted. He liked to change things up each time we had intercourse, but I didn't mind. In fact, I loved that he liked to explore things with me.

"You're so beautiful." Eli whispered, his eyes roaming my body. I smiled brightly at him, loving the fact that he was so sweet with me. He returned the smile, his breath coming out in short pants. He was worked up and I knew he couldn't wait any longer; I knew I couldn't.

I lifted my lower body up and he gripped his length, waiting for me. I aligned my entrance with him, slowly sliding down on him. He removed his hand and soon he was fully sheathed inside me, a soft moan escaping both of our swollen lips. His eyes caught on mine as I started to move my hips back and forth, watching his face twist in pleasure. I bit my lip, knowing that if I didn't I wouldn't be able to control my moans. His hands helped guide me, setting our pace until I picked it up on my own.

I couldn't describe what I was feeling at the moment. My mind was clouded with emotions that I couldn't even name, and I loved that Eli made me feel like this. I felt like I was on fire, and every time he caressed my skin it stung; not in the painful way, but in the way it would feel as if I placed my freezing cold hand under hot water. But this feeling was much better. I felt content, like I was in a fantasy world. I didn't want to think about the fact that it won't be long before I have to go home and pretend that I wasn't just out with the love of my life. I wanted this night to last forever, though I knew it was imposable. Wishful thinking, I guess.

"Ohh…" I moaned when he lifted his hips to mine. His breathing was uneven as I began to pant. He looked into my eyes and smirked, and with one swift movement of his hands, he had knocked my hands off of his chest and onto the bed so our faces were only centimeters apart. Our hips moved in sync, our lust-filled eyes locked. I leaned down and kissed him, feeling him pick up his pace. His hands slid up my back, caressing every part of my skin. He thrust his hips up in time to meet mine, harder than before, and I moaned as I tugged his bottom lip between my teeth.

He suddenly flipped us over, the King sized bed he had making it easier, catching me by surprise. Our movements stilled for a moment as we stared at each other; him with amusement and me with shock. He smirked and stared into my eyes as his hand trailed down my leg, slowly and torturously, until he grabbed it and hitched it over his shoulder.

"Care to mix things up a bit?" He asked huskily as his hand roamed my stomach.

I licked my lips, wondering how this new position would feel. I knew I didn't have a lot of time left with him, so I figured, why not make the best of it?

I thrust my hips up, letting him know that I was ready for whatever he had in mind. His eyes darkened and he grinned before thrusting his hips forward; a moan escaped my lips as I realized this new position let him deeper inside of me. He started off slow, torturing me, before he picked up his place. His eyes never left mine as he thrust into me, his breaths coming out in pants. I pressed my hands to his back, pressing him to me.

"Faster," I moaned, knowing he was holding back just to tease me. I knew he wanted me to ask for what I wanted, and currently, I wasn't in the mood to play around.

He complied, moving his hips faster, pounding into me harder than before. Now, each time his hips met mine, a moan escaped my lips. With each thrust he was going deeper, getting closer and closer to that one spot that drove me to insanity. I brought my hand to the back of his head before pulling him down to me and lifting my head so I could kiss him, just to get a taste of heaven. It was a little more difficult to kiss him with my leg separating us, so I removed my leg from his shoulder before wrapping both of them around his waist. I pulled him closer to me with my legs, my lips tearing from his as I let out a loud moan, my head tilting back into his pillow; he was now hitting that spot deep inside me.

I cursed and watched through half lidded eyes as Eli grinned at me. Little beads of sweat covered our bodies and I knew it wasn't long before I reached my peak. He leaned down and kissed my neck, nibbling and sucking as he pounded into me, making my brain turn to mush. My mind was a fuzzy, a feeling I will never get used to. I dragged my nails down his back, and I smiled when I heard him groan loudly in my ear.

"I'm almost there." He warned me.

I nodded, unable to speak as my breaths came out in pants. My eyes squeezed shut and I tossed my head back, letting out a moan as he thrust into me harder and faster, his hand reaching between our bodies to rub my clit. I moaned his name in his ear, hearing him moan in response. My hips met his over and over again, and I knew I would let go at any moment now. My hands gripped his bed sheets as his teeth sunk into my shoulder; I knew he didn't like the fact that he was a screamer, but I loved it. I loved hearing him moan my name in ecstasy.

So, I lifted my hips just in time to meet his, and I fell over the edge with a sharp cry of his name. His head tossed back, lifting from my shoulder as he fell with me, his eyes shut. I had longed to feel like this again; to feel as if there were time bombs going off throughout my body, to feel as if there were millions of sparklers blurring my vision, to feel as if my body was on fire, and the only way to put it out was to feel his touch.

He collapsed beside me, and I don't think a second had passed before he pulled me to his body, wrapping his arms around me in a tight grip. His eyes were still closed as he panted, his breath mixing with mine. My chest heaved up and down, trying to regain my normal breathing once again. My mind was still buzzing and I was seeing stars; this was my favorite kind of high.

"Don't leave me." Eli murmured, his eyes finally opening to look at me. It took me a moment to realize he meant he didn't want me to go home; he wanted me to stay and spend the night with him. There was nothing more in the world that I wanted than to spend the night with him. I loved staying with him, letting him hold me to him as we both drifted off to sleep. The way he would hold me to his chest so I could hear his heartbeat as I drifted off; it was my lullaby.

"If I could… I would stay here forever." I whispered, running my fingers through his hair. I frowned, "But I have to go back."

He frowned but nodded, understanding. "When are you going to tell them?"

I pressed my lips to a line, knowing he was talking about us. I had been thinking about telling my parents about us; I just couldn't stand the fact that he was my dirty little secret anymore. I wanted him to be more than that. I wanted my parents to see how important he was to me; that he's not just a fling. Eli is way more than just a fling; he is my forever. I know that it is possible for us not to work out, and I pray that it will never come to that, but I do know that he was meant for me. I know that he is my soul mate, and I will fight for him.

"I was thinking about telling them next weekend." I told him, watching his eyes lit up, though he tried to hide his happiness. It was Friday and I knew that I would have all week to prepare for the long and awkward conversation me and my parents would be having. I knew there might be some hurtful words and some yelling, but I figured that if I could show them how much I care for Eli and how amazing he is, they might actually approve of us. "I need the week to figure out how to tell them, though. I can't just spring it on them; I need to actually sit them down if we want this to work."

"That's fine, I just – it's nice to know that you're not ashamed of me."

I looked at him in utter disbelief. "I was never ashamed of you, Eli, nor will I ever be. I don't understand where you got that from. The only reason I haven't told them is because if I had, they would have banned me from ever seeing you again. And I couldn't live with that."

I lifted my hand and moved his bangs out of his eyes, noticing the small smile on his lips. He nodded, letting me know he now understood, and leaned forward to kiss me. Once we pulled away, I looked over at the clock and frowned. I only had fifteen minutes to get home.

"I have to go." I sighed.

He frowned but nodded, and we both got up to get dressed.

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Here we are, sitting around the corner from the last place I wanted to be. There was only about five more minutes I had before the clock struck midnight, and for a moment I kind of felt like Cinderella. I knew this dream would end at midnight, though I couldn't help but wish that there was some fairy god mother to grant my wish of making this night never-ending.

Eli brought his lips to mine to give me a sweet kiss, filled with passion and love, letting me know just how much he wanted me to stay. I wanted to stay, too, trust me, but I knew I couldn't. I could tell my parents that I was spending the night at Alli's and go to Eli's instead, like many times before, but I knew that wasn't an option right now. Although if I did, they would most likely believe me; my parents trust me enough to not check up on me with Alli's parents; big mistake on their part. But they would get a bit suspicious as to why I waited to ask them if I could spend the night.

Eli pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. I looked into his eyes and said, "I love you."

He held my gaze, looking from one eye to the other. This isn't the first time I had said this, but he had yet to say it back. He knew how I felt about him, and even though he didn't say it, I knew he felt the same way about me. I knew he wouldn't say it; he's too scared. The last time he had told somebody he had loved them, they had ran out of his life. That was with his past girlfriend, and that's what brought him to drugs. And ever since then, he hasn't told anyone he loved them, not even his parents. They understood, as do I. I didn't want to pressure him into saying it, when I knew he was scared, but it would be nice to hear him say it, even though I know how he feels. I can tell by the way he looks at me, or the way he holds me. I can just feel it.

"I…" Eli spoke, and for a moment my heart had stopped, thinking that he might say it. We had had this conversation before. The first time I had said it, he wasn't shocked; he was more scared than ever. That was when he had told me what went down with him and his ex, and from then on, I just knew in time he would get over his fear once he realized I wasn't going anywhere.

He shook his head, and I knew he wasn't going to say it. He grabbed me and pulled me closer, pecking me on the lips before he kissed my check. He pulled me into a hug, resting his head on my shoulder. I nuzzled my head into his neck as he breathed into my ear. "You know how I feel about you."

I smiled and pulled back so I was looking at him. "I do."

He smiled softly and nodded. I gave him a kiss and when I went to pull away, he leaned forward for another, and then another, kissing me over and over again. I giggled and playfully pushed at his chest, before pulling him into another passionate kiss. I smiled as I pulled away, loving the way this man was making me feel.

"It's almost midnight; you should get going before Papa Edwards comes out with a shotgun." Eli winked and I rolled my eyes. My dad was most likely asleep, and if he was a very heavy sleeper who didn't wake up at 6am, then maybe I would stay out and sneak in before he wakes up. But since that's not possible, I might as well go now.

I pressed my lips to a line. "You free tomorrow?"

"Clare, when do I ever have plans?" Eli asked, cocking an eyebrow. He was right; he wasn't very social. I had met him at a grocery store where he was working. I did know that he had one really close friend, but he was always too busy with his girlfriend. I guess it's the same with Eli, too. Eli and I spend a lot of time together; as much time as we can, just in case my parents suddenly get a flash of reality and realize that their daughter has been sneaking around with a boy for the past year.

"You know, you should really try and change that. Call Adam and make plans for a guy's night or something. If you keep spending all your time with me, you'll get sick of me." I teased, sticking my tongue out.

He shook his head, looking serious as ever. "Not possible."

I smiled softly at him, loving how he sweet talks me. I leaned over and kissed him once more, though he pulled me closer and deepened it, sliding his tongue between my lips.

"I really… have to… go… now…" I mumbled between kisses. He chuckled and pulled away, nodding his head before giving me the gesture to get out of his car. "I'll call you." I told him.

He nodded and I smiled at him before I climbed out of the car and closed the passenger door. I walked down the sidewalk and before I turned the corner, I turned around to look at him. I blew him a kiss and he smiled, shaking his head at me; he was laughing at my childish ways. I finally turned the corner and walked to my house.

Later on in the week

"I'm going to Alli's!" I called out to my mother before making my way to the door. I didn't plan on actually going to Alli's; I was going to meet Eli, though she didn't need to know that, of course. Alli was already informed about my plan, so if my mother happened to call her she could cover for me. I loved that Alli would do that for me. She knows how I feel about Eli and the fact that I am finally living life to the fullest makes her proud. When I first started high school I was a little prude who always got her homework done and never missed a day of school and who was always on time. I thought that school was the most important thing in the world and boys were the least of my worries. That was until I had met Eli. I mean, yes, I had a thing with a guy named KC, but that didn't last long. He realized that I wasn't going to do anything with him anytime soon so he moved on to the next best thing, though it didn't bother me.

When I had first seen Eli at the grocery store, it was like my whole life turned upside down. It was as if I was a blind person finally getting the privilege of seeing the world again. He was absolutely stunning, and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. And when he looked up and met my gaze, I knew my skin had turned the color of a tomato. He must have noticed because he sent me the most breath taking smile. And I knew right there and then that I was hooked. Ever since that moment, I had always offered to go get the groceries, knowing that I would see him again. My parents just figured I was taking more responsibility and I was fine with letting them think that.

It didn't take long for me to finally get the courage to speak to him, and when I did I knew I was shaking with nerves. Though, he only smiled and checked my items slower than normal, giving us more time to talk. Though, the first thing I talked to him about was the weather, making him chuckle and me feel like an idiot. I remember the way he leaned closer to me, staring at me with curious eyes as he asked if I was free that night. I don't know how I managed to respond to him, since I'm pretty sure my heart had stopped. But either way I had told him I was free and he asked if I would like to go on a date with him, which only made the smile on my face grow as I accepted. It's weird to look back and remember how shy I was around him. Now, I am so comfortable with being around him.

"Not so fast." My mother's voice stopped me just as I was about to walk out the door. I turned to face her, a confused look on my face. She looked a bit upset, which made me even more confused. "Tell me where you're going."

"I just told you I was on my way to Alli's." I said, confusion laced in my voice. Did she not hear me?

"Clare, I know you're not really going to Alli's." She said, her eyes glaring at me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked innocently, though I was scared as fuck. Did she know about Eli or is she just trying to see if I'm lying or not?

"The last time you had said you were going to Alli's, I called and her mother picked up." She paused, waiting to see if I would say anything. And when I didn't, she continued. "You weren't there." She walked closer to me, her arms crossed over her chest. "So, where were you?"

Shit.

Fuck.

Damn it.

No.

No.

No.

This can't be happening. She wasn't supposed to find out yet. I was going to wait till this weekend to talk to her and Dad about it. I was going to tell them about Eli. I was just going to wait a bit to actually get the courage to do it. I knew that they would be upset and I knew that they would probably ground me till I turned fifty, but they need to know. I knew that eventually they would warm up to the idea, and if not, then I will just wait till I was eighteen before I moved in with Eli. Then, they wouldn't be able to tell me what to do.

"Out," I spoke up, realizing that there was no way around this.

"With?"

"…A friend."

"Clare…"

"…A boy."

"Which boy?"

"My boyfriend."

She looked at me with raised eyebrows, not expecting me to say that. She didn't look too upset, which was a good sign, though she didn't look like she was okay with it. She looked shocked, probably because I hadn't told her.

"What's his name?" She asked and surprisingly, she was very calm.

I took in a breath, not ready for this. "Eli… Eli Goldsworthy."

"And when exactly did you plan on telling your father and I about this?"

"I was going to tell you guys this weekend. I knew that you guys wouldn't approve unless we sat down and actually talked about it." I told her, realizing that this was going way better than I had thought it would.

"Well, you're going to have to wait till your father gets home. You are right; we do need to talk about this." She paused and looked at me with a worried expression. She chewed on her bottom lip and tilted her head, looking as if she was contemplating on if she should ask me something or not. "How long has this been going on, Clare?"

"About a year."

Her eyebrows rose up into her hair line from shock, and I thought she might flip out on me. But she calmed herself down before looking at me. "Did you… have sex with this boy?"

I looked at her apologetically, knowing she won't like my answer. "Yes."

She sighed, closing her eyes as she rubbed her temples with her fingers. "Are you at least being safe?"

"Yes, mom. We're not stupid." I closed the front door, realizing that it had been open for no reason. I stepped closer to her. "And before you start lecturing me on how I should have waited for marriage and true love, know that I did wait for true love, even though we're not married. I know I'm still young, but I am old enough to know what love is. And I know that I do love Eli, more than anything. You may think that this is just a fling I have with him, but it's so much more, mom. I am in love with him, like head over heels, so please, don't try and stop me from seeing him."

She looked at me and I noticed her teary eyes. She quickly wiped them away and laughed. She smiled softly at me before speaking, "Okay, okay, I won't stop you from seeing him. Just… make sure he treats you right, honey."

I smiled, "He does, mom."

"Well," she smiled, "when do I get to meet this young man who's got you love-struck?"

I smiled wide before running to her and hugging her tightly. She hugged me back and we stood there for a few minutes. I pulled back to look at her, thankful that she actually listened to me for once. The only thing I'm worried about is how Dad will react, but I guess if one parent is on my side, then mom can convince Dad to let me keep seeing Eli.

"He's waiting for me around the block. I'll go get him and bring him over so you can meet him, okay?" I asked, smiling at her.

She smiled, "Okay."

And I was off. I swung the door open and ran as fast as I could, down the block and around the corner as the sun shun down on me. And as usual, there he was, sitting in Morty, waiting for me. I watched him for a minute as he sat there with his head tilted back and eyes closed; he's tired. He had just got off work and I knew he wanted to go home and nap. But I wondered if he would be awake enough to come meet my mom. He looked so peaceful, and I didn't want to disturb him. Maybe I could tell my mom that he was busy and we could plan for him to come to dinner or something another time.

Oh who am I kidding? I can't wait that long.

With that in mind I walked over to the driver's side, realizing the window was rolled down all the way, so I bent down and rested my arms on the window sill. I noticed his soft breathing and I realized it would be cruel to just shake him awake, so I moved my hand and brought it to his face, moving his hair from his eyes. His eyes snapped open as he jumped, startling me. I pulled my hand back and he sighed, relieved that I wasn't some creep feeling his face.

"God Clare, don't do that." He laughed softly and I smiled, bringing my hand up and to the back of his neck. He looked at me curiously as my fingers played with the hairs on the back of his head. "How was school?"

"Very school-like. How was work?"

"Very work-like."

I grinned at him, and he smiled, though he still had that curious look on his face. He licked his lips and blinked, as if he was waiting for something. "Are you going to get in or what?"

I realized then that he was waiting for me to climb into Morty, thinking that our original plans were still in order. I knew he wanted to go home and nap, and I wanted to go with him so that he can hold me close to him. Normally I didn't go to sleep like he did, I would stay awake and read or listen to my iPod or just stare at him. He didn't mind what I did as long as I was there with him. And then when he woke up we would hang out for a bit before we would get high. Sometimes we would just hang out, but other times when we felt like there was nothing else to do, we would pull out the herbal ecstasy.

"About that…" I mumbled, my fingers tracing his jaw line. I pulled back and stood up, opening the driver's side door. I looked down at Eli who peered up at me curiously with one eye squinted so he could see me without having the sun in his eyes. "How would you like to meet my mother?"

His eyebrows rose up to his hair line, obviously not expecting me to say that. He got out of the Hearse and stood in front of me as I stared up at him hopefully. He looked into my eyes, glancing from one to the other, searching for any sign to say that I was teasing him. I smiled at him, trying to tell him that I was serious. "You're serious?" he asked and I nodded. "I thought you were waiting till this weekend?"

I shrugged, "Mom figured out that I was lying to her and that I wasn't actually going to Alli's or the library, so I told her the truth." His eyes widened and I quickly corrected myself. "Well, part of the truth. I told her about us."

He let out a sigh of relief. There was no way I was going to tell my mom that I get high with him; she would never let me see him if she knew.

"Do you… do you think she'll like me?" Eli asked nervously.

I raised my eyebrows and crossed my arms over my chest, looking at him with amusement. "Elijah Goldsworthy, are you nervous to meet my parents?"

"Pfft, what? No." He cleared his throat after he realized how high his voice went, signalling he was lying.

I laughed, "You are nervous." I poked his chest.

He stepped closer to me and wrapped his arm around my waist, keeping me there. His lips brushed mine as he said, "Yes, I'm nervous, but you don't need to say it aloud."

I smirked, "Why is that? You don't want anybody to know that you're scared of what your girlfriends parents will think of you?"

"Well yeah," he said, smirking. "I got a reputation to protect, you know."

I smiled, "Yeah, sure…" I dragged on before pressing my lips to his, feeling a tingly sensation throughout my body. I was about to introduce my boyfriend to my parents; to say I was nervous was an understatement.

I pulled away and brushed my nose against his, smiling, "They'll love you."

He smiled before he turned and took the key out of Morty and closing the door. We made our way back to my house, walking down the side walk with our hands intertwined. Eli suddenly stopped and I turned to look at him, wondering what was wrong. He looked a bit skeptical.

"Do I… look okay?" He asked nervously.

I smiled, "You look fine, Eli. Besides, it's just my mom… for now." I watched as he looked a bit relieved. "But when my Dad comes home from work, then you should change. Like maybe you should wear a dress shirt, a tie, preferably blue, it's his favorite. And those nice dress pants, you know, to look professional…"

His eyes were wide and he had a look of sheer terror on his face. I smiled, letting him know that I was just teasing him and I sent him a wink. He glared at me, though I knew he was relieved. "Not cool, Clare. Not cool."

Yeah… I guess I should explain where this came from. I was listening to these songs while I was in the car and it just kind of popped in my head.

So, tell me what you think. Should I continue and post the next/last chapter or not?

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