I HAVE NO PLANS FOR THIS STORY YET BUT I'M GOING TO TRY UPDATE OFTEN
I HAD HEAT STROKE WHEN I STARTED WRITING THIS, SO I'M SORRY IF THERE ARE A FEW MISTAKES.
AU
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CLARKE POV
I opened the pantry door, my eyes scanning through the contents, trying to find something my stomach desired. I grabbed a some packets of food then made my way back to my bedroom.
I walked in and through a few packets at my shirtless friend who was sprawled out over my bed.
"Thanks princess," he said, moving over to make space for me. I jump onto the bed from the doorway, almost landing on him, making him jump; I could feel him glaring at me. I laughed as he made a loud, groaning noise. He never likes me doing that. He always said I should be more careful, like he never did anything stupid. I never listened anyway.
"Soo... what are we watching now?" I asked as he started to flick through the TV shows on Netflix.
"Either Teen wolf or The vampire Diaries." He said.
Such manly choices, I thought.
"We've already watched Teen Wolf 3 times." I said whined. I likes the show but every 5 seconds Bellamy would say a weird fact about Dylan O'Brien.
Did you know he has a dog called Maggie? because I did.
It was annoying... and slightly weird sometimes.
Bellamy moved his arm under his head, using it as a pillow.
"Yes, but the fourth time you can always notice the smaller things." he said lazily. A smile started to form on my face.
"Well... your very good at noticing small things, aren't you?" I said trying not to laugh. We were so mature.
I noticed him smile for a second. It was so quick that I thought I had imagined it.
"They are a lot easy to notice when they are bigger," he replied smiling. "...I think we should watch the Vampire Diaries first."
"Okay. I heard its full of hot guys," Fine by me.
"I heard its full of hot chicks," He replied. I laughed and hit him with my pillow. He laughed too, pressing the play button, ignoring my pillow.
OCTAVIA POV
It was 2 am when I knocked on Clarke door. I knew she would still be awake, whether Bellamy was in there or not. And he nearly always was. I could hear them arguing through the doors, probably about who should answer the door.
I walked in anyway.
Bellamy was sitting up, using the wall the bed was pressed up against to sit up, while Clarke was using a couple of pillows.
"Oh come on, Damon doesn't love her. He's an ass." Clarke had a stubborn look on her face, obviously not shipping it.
"Just look at the way he stares at her when she's not looking. There's no way he feels nothing for her." Bellamy said frustratingly, knowing she wouldn't some reason he was shirtless even though it was supposed to snow in a few days and it was freezing cold.
"They are just friends, and Stefan looks at her that way too, but- Hi O." She said finally noticing me.
"I had a very similar conversation with Murphy today." I said.
"Did you start watching the show too?" Clarke ask, not noticing where I was going with this. Bellamy chuckled.
"What?" Clarke asked looking at him.
"Nothing," he said, looking away from her.
"No, it wasn't about this show. It was about you too." I smiled uncontrollably on the last sentence. Teasing them was so fun. I know they both secretly enjoyed. They would never admit that though.
I left the room after Clarke ditched a pillow at me. "Have fun you too." I called out from down the hall. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and walked back to my room.
Monty, Jasper, Harper, Miller, Murphy, Lincoln, Maya and Raven were all sitting in a circle on the floor in my room. They all looked up as I walked in.
"Explain everything with detail,"said Jasper excitedly. The rest of them nodded, smiling.
I smiled and sat down, joining them, not leaving out a single detail.
BELLAMY POV
Octavia left and we went back to watching the show, with a few friendly arguments during episodes. Around 4 am we only had 4 episodes left in season 1. Clarke had moved from her throne of pillows, to next to me, leaning on the wall.
Clarke moved, trying to get comfortable. A few strand of her golden-colored hair had escaped from her pony tail. She moved her hand and pushed them behind her ear before I had a chance to.
I look back at the television when I realized I had been staring.
A few minutes later the interesting part of the episodes was over and people were just talking. A looked back a Clarke but she was already looking at me. I smirked.
"See something you like, Princess?" I asked, still looking at her.
She blushed by recovered quickly.
"No, only you," she said smiling.
I narrowed my eyes a her.
I wrapped my hand around waist and threw us across the bed so we were both laying down, with me on top of her. My legs were on either side of hers and my arms were holding me up so I wasn't crushing her but she couldn't get up.
"Really?" I asked. I could feel her laughing underneath me. She reached up and pushed my hair out of my eyes, using both her hands.
"I should really get a hair cut," I said, trying not to let it get awkward. I often through her across the bed and did this but we were normally laughing or I was trying to tickle her. She was very ticklish, and I often took advantage of that.
"Nah, because then I would be able to see your face," she said giggling.
"Hey!" I said, acting offended. She started to laugh even harder.
"I'm kidding. You look a lot better with longer hair." She said, blushing so slightly that most people wouldn't be able to even notice.
"Is that your way of calling me good looking?" Asked, moving my face closer to hers, to intimidate her.
She put her hands on my bare chest, pushing me, making me sit up. I smiled and got off her.
"I would never say that. It would just increase your giant ego." She said smiling, getting comfortable on the wall again.
"My ego is average, especially considering my good looks," I said smiling.
Clarke put her head on my shoulder as soon as I was sitting against the wall.
Clarke was asleep when it went to the next episode. I stop it and turned the television off.
"Goodnight Princess," I said. She moved her head on my shoulder and murmured something but no coherent words came out. I smiles and kissed her on the fore head before resting my head on top of hers.
"I got photos," I heard Octavia yell from down the hall. I laughed quietly.
Sleep came quickly.
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