This is my first fanfic, so i am sorry if it is really bad.

Chapter 1- Clare's POV

"Do you love me?" I asked Eli while we were staring at the stars on my ceiling. My parents weren't home, as usual, so it we didn't have to worry about being caught alone in my room.

"How could you ask me that? You already know the answer." When I didn't answer immediately he got upset. "Wait, you didn't doubt that I loved you did you, Clare?"

"Yeah I did, only because you never say it."

"Neither do you." I could tell with the tone in his voice that he didn't want to argue, but I had to tell him how I feel.

"But I have said it before. You haven't."

"That is because when I say it I want it to be the right time and the right place. Not because you want me to say it."

"Ok. That is a good answer. I guess I don't have any reason to be mad at you then, do I?" I could feel him shake his head no, but I didn't want to look him in the eyes after that. I feel like an idiot. How could I doubt that he loved me? Just the way he acts around me should have told me that he loved me.

There was another question that I have wanted to ask for a long time now but I didn't want it to seem like I loved him too much. "You'll never leave me, will you?" I didn't want to ask that question but it is something i have to ask. I don't want what happened with KC to happen again.

"Why would I leave you? I want you to be in my life forever"

"Until the day we die?"

"Even longer than that."

I hate when he gets all lovey like that. I always end up crying because it is so unlike him to say things like that. "I can see that too." I said trying to hold back the tears. I don't like for him to see me cry. Is that a girl think or is it just me? Either way I fall even more in love with him when he talks romantic like that.

Me holding back my tears didn't work. He knew I was about to cry. He pulled me up into a tight hug and wouldn't let go. He held me for over an hour. When he finally let go I was fine. There wasn't even the slightest hint of sadness left in me. I didn't want to cry. That is one of the millions of reasons that I love him so much. He always know how to make me feel better.

"Are we ok now? Do you need me to stay with you tonight? Cause I can stay if you need me?"

"No you should go home. I don't want to get you in trouble with your mom."

"She is not even going to be home for another week. She won't even know that I am here." A little part of me didn't want him to stay. What if I did something that scared him away, all because he wanted to stay the night with me? But there was a big part on me that wanted him to stay the night, to hold me tight all night. I guess he is staying the night.

"Ok. Do you want to go to your house and get some clothes? Or do you want to sleep in a pair of my sweats?"

"As cute as you look in your sweats, I don't think they will fit me. They may be a little to short. So, I think I should get you in your pajamas and then I can go get clothes and come right back."

"Can I come with you? I don't feel like being alone right now."

"Yeah you can come. Lets just be quick so we can keep you out of the cold as much as possible." He grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. Then we headed to Morty and were on our way to his house.

"It feels like forever since I have been to your house. I don't like that your mom doesn't like me."

"She may not like you but she likes that you make me happy. That seems to be all she cares about. And she knows that even though she doesn't like you I do, so she will never try to break us up. I already told her if she tries I was gone and she wouldn't see me again." I like how he isn't afraid to talk to his mom like that. If I talked to my mom that way I would be grounded forever.

"At least she isn't here right now. That would make thing so awkward.

"Ok. Wait down here and I will be right back with a bag of clothes.

Ha gave me a kiss and ran up the stairs to his room. I have only been in his room a few times. Each time his mom walked in on us while we were laying on his bed. His mom takes everything to seriously. We haven't gone farther than making out. She is making a big deal out of us cuddling. But we do have really heated make out sessions.

"Are you ready to go?" He was walking down the stairs with a small bag full of stuff. He also bad two small boxes. What was he up tp?

"Yeah. What's with the boxes?"

"Nothing. You will find out later." He looked like he was up to something. When he gets up to something he will not let anyone find out until it is all over. I have to know that are in the boxes.

"Let's just get back to my house before my mom gets home from the fundraiser. And maybe we should part Morty down the street so she doesn't see when she gets home. I do not need any more drama from her." He put the boxes in his bag and grabbed my hand and led me to Morty. I have a feeling this is going to be a very long night.

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