Author's Note: Hey people, Cat here...not to be confused with the animal a cat, or my partner in writing/ best friend Catherine! So here's a story based on Taylor Swift's song Speak Now. Switiches between the Eli and Clare's Point Of Views, so if you don't like multi point of view stories, then don't read this please! Please Read!

Disclamer: i don't own Degrassi, it's characters, or Munro Chambers...how sad!

-Eli's POV-

I was waiting for Adam to come pick me up from the airport. I was back in Toronto for a few days to see my family, and him. I hadn't been home in years—though both my parents live in Toronto still I haven't had the heart to come back, knowing that when I turn the corner I could see her again. No, I've lived in NYC for the last seven years working as a writer. I've published a few books—one NY Times bestseller—but am working on my favorite one right now. My story, well, mine and Clare's. Though I won't be using anyone's real names, so it would be hard to tell if you don't know our story. But as I walk out of the airport feeling the crisp Toronto air engulf my senses I know it was right of me to come back. It isn't just the fact I haven't been home in years, no, I know deep down it was in hopes of seeing her again. Of seeing Clare Edwards.

-Clare's POV-

I woke up in the arms of my boyfriend—wait…fiancé, soon to be husband—Tony. I've been with him for five years—after I had the worst break up. But now as a twenty-four year old I couldn't be happier. Well, isn't that a joke. Of course I could be happier. I could have my father alive. My father died two years ago, but to be honest, he was already dead to me. He was the one who taught me cheating was wrong, sex before marriage was a sin, and god has a plan for you. If cheating was bad—why'd he do it? If god has a plan for me—I'd like to hear it because my life doesn't seem to be going on any track. No, I'm getting married in two more days. I shouldn't say that. My life is on a track, alongside Tony. The love of my life. The one who I'll be with forever. My future husband. I got up from the bed and went in to take a shower. As I was in the shower thoughts I hadn't thought in forever came into my mind. What were these thoughts? They were none other than Elijah Goldsworthy—my ex-boyfriend from seven years ago. Now I cannot say why I thought of him, but I did. He was, in all honesty, my first. My first kiss, no rephrase that—can't forget KC—my first kiss that mattered, my first long relationship. My first time. After my family fell apart all I had was Eli. And once "Hotel Eli" was ready after about four months of cleaning it, so was I. I never imagined that I wouldn't be a virgin on my wedding night—I mean hello, that's what my father used to say "Sex before marriage is a sin" and I'd committed it. But I'd never slept with Tony. He didn't push, he was a gentleman about it. But he doesn't know I slept with Eli, in fact he doesn't really know much about Eli. He never cared for my past. I finish showering and turn the water off going to get a towel. Still thinking of Eli I toweled off and got dressed in skinny jeans and a loose fitting button up blouse. Today was going to be a long day!

-Eli's POV-

When Adam finally got to the airport I was just about to call a cab.

"Eli!" I hear him scream from behind me. I ran up to him and gave him a hug.

"Hey Adam." I say as we walked to his car. Standing out in front of it was Fiona. She and Adam had been married for two years. I didn't miss it. It had been in New York City. But for some reason Clare hadn't been there. And even though I was happy I wouldn't have to be pained by seeing her. I wondered why she would miss Adam—both of our best friend's—wedding of all things!

"Eli!" Fiona pecks my cheek as she helps Adam put my bag in the trunk.

"Hi Fiona." I reply. For some reason thoughts about Clare are running wild through my mind as I stand in the middle of the airport parking lot. Maybe I should ask Adam about Clare? Surely he has to know about her, right? But what if he won't tell me? What if he just brushes it off? Wouldn't it be weird to just ask about her? Maybe I'll ease into the conversation. Adam gets into the drivers seat, Fiona in the passengers leaving me to the back.

"How's New York?" Adam asks me when he pulls out of the spot heading for his house.

"Great. I'm working on a new book. How's life here?" I ask.

"It's good. Lots of things have happened since you left Eli." Fiona replies. Huh? I thought.

"What do you mean Fiona?" I ask her bluntly. I see Adam and Fiona share a quick look. It seems as though they are having a conversation in their minds.

"Nothing." Fiona replies. No not nothing. Something was going on. And I intend on finding out. But before I could ask someone's phone rang. Fiona smiled lightly before answering it.

"Hello." She says though it seems like a question.

-Clare's POV-

I picked up my phone and called Fiona in hopes of her being able to help me. I had a minor freak out caused by the Eli thoughts. Fi's the only one who might be able to help me without doing anything irrational—Adam would tell Eli…possibly I had no idea if they still spoke, and Alli would squeal and say this is a sign.

"Hello." She says when she picks up the phone.

"Hey Fi." I reply after taking in a deep breath.

"Clare what's wrong?" she asks. In the background I heard other voices and then Fiona shhing them.

"Nothing important. I can call back when you're not busy." I say about ready to press the off button on the phone. But before I could Fiona's voice stopped me.

"Clare don't do that. I'm here. What do you need?" she asks. I took in a deep breath.

"Okay, I don't know why, but I thought of Eli this morning. I haven't spoken to him in seven years, and haven't thought of him in almost that same amount of time. Why did I think of him now?" I ask all in one breath.

"Probably just pre-wedding jitters. I had them too." She sighs. I know what she was thinking. I'd missed her wedding. But if I had gone, I wouldn't have been there to see my dad one last time. In fact after my parents' divorce that was surprisingly the first time I saw him. Well, the first time I wanted to see him after I found out he had cheated.

"I know. I'm probably just getting worked up over nothing." I nod my head to myself.

"I know you are don't worry." Fiona reassures me.

"Fi, am I doing the right thing?" I ask her.

"Tony loves you, right?" She asks me.

"Yes." I nod.

"And you love him too?" she asks.

"Yeah." I sigh with relief. Of course I was worked up over nothing.

"Then there's nothing to worry about." She replies.

"I know." I smile lightly to myself. I knew Fiona would be rational.

"I'll see you tomorrow for final details right?" Fiona asks. She went into fashion designing with Alli, they became great friends and partners, and both of them were now my co-wedding planners. Alli would be my maid of honor—I apologized to Fiona. Alli and I had known each other longer. Then my bridesmaids would be Fiona, Darcy—who returned from Africa two years ago because of our father—and lastly Jenna. I never thought after KC cheated on me with Jenna that I'd be saying that. But yes, Jenna was one of my bridesmaids. Over the past years I had helped her raise her little girl Meghan—who coincidentally is my flower girl. It was my day and nothing could ruin it. Not even thoughts about Eli. No. Nothing could ruin it.

"Yes you will." I say goodbye and hung up the phone. Sighing I walked into my bedroom where Tony was starting to wake up.

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