Hey, beautiful people! So this is my first time writing in this category. I watched the whole first season on one Saturday afternoon, and I was kind of hooked. It's so addictive! I was completely for Finn and Clarke to get together, mainly coz Finn is a damn hottie and I recognized him from Prom but the chemistry between Bellamy and Clarke is ridiculous, and they make for a much more fun couple :P Anyway, title of this song is take from the song 'I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight' by Cutting Crew...And like a hundred other people. Haha.
Disclaimer: I don't own characters.
"Ooh, yeah! Doctors in the house!" The shout rang throughout the bar, and the blonde who was coming through the door ducked her head, and shook it in embarrassment. She quickly joined the group who were sitting around a booth near the back of the bar nursing drinks in their hands.
"Nurse," Clarke Griffin corrected as she sat down on the edge of the booth, Octavia Blake squishing up to create more room for her friend.
"Yeah, but 'doctor' sounds so much cooler," Finn Collins shrugged. "Anyway, this is your graduation party. You shouldn't be sober enough to be correcting anyone!"
"Yes!" Octavia grinned, thumping her fist down on the table in agreement. "We need to get this girl a drink!"
"I'll do the next run," Monty Green stood up. "What do you want, Nurse Griffin?" He grinned at her.
"I'll just take a white wine," she said. A collective groan went up from the table and she looked around, wide-eyed. "What?!"
"She will take a...Dirty Orgasm," Octavia interrupted. "And I'll take the same."
"Shit, I live with you," Raven Reyes piped up. "And you do not need more of those!"
"Hey!" Octavia exclaimed and the table burst into laughs.
"What's wrong with wine?" Clarke whined as Monty walked up to the bar to place their order.
"You always get wine," Finn pointed out.
"Because I like it," she shot back.
"It's boring!" Octavia snapped. "And tonight, you are going to get well and truly fucked up and then we're going to get you an actual dirty orgasm, not just the drink." Clarke rolled her eyes. Monty came back with the drinks and put them down on the table, sharing them around to the people sitting and Finn lifted his bottle of beer, pointing the neck in Clarke's direction with a grin.
"To my favorite blonde," he announced. "You are one stubborn, annoying, most frustrating overachievers I know—which is probably how you managed to be the one of us that got through University the quickest, skipping almost six months in your degree. And for that, we all love you and hate you at the same time."
"I just hate you," Octavia grumbled. "Now I'm going to be stuck on my lunch break with Harper."
"There's nothing wrong with Harper," Jasper Jordan spoke up.
"That's because you're tryna get in her pants," Monty laughed.
"Shut up!" Finn spoke over them, before turning back to Clarke. "Congratulations to Clarke!"
"Congrats!"
"To Clarke!"
The well-wishes sounded around the table as the friends clinked their glasses together and drank from them. Finn met Clarke's eyes, and she smiled gratefully at him before taking a long drink her glass. Finn and Clarke had been friends for a while. They had known each other since they were about six or seven from school, but they hadn't actually become close until they were fifteen, and Clarke had gotten drunk for the first time. They had stumbled together into the hallway of whoever was throwing the party, making out against the wall as they started up the stairs. For a moment, Clarke thought that she was going to loose her virginity to boy that she had spoken to exactly three times in her life. Then they had pulled apart, and she had thrown up all over his shoes.
They had been friends ever since.
Octavia and Clarke had been best friends since they were little. They were complete opposites in every way imaginable. While Clarke was an only child, with well off parents who had respectable jobs, Octavia had an older brother and was part of a single parent home, where her mother did odd jobs, but generally lived off the child support she received for her two kids. Clarke liked school and made friends easily, while Octavia skipped so much she was held back a year and got into fights with girls and boys alike. These differences just grew as they got older, but the friendship between the two girls was still strong.
"How many drinks has she had?" Jasper whispered about two two hours later to Raven, as Octavia and Clarke skipped down the path in front of the rest of the group.
"Fuck knows," Raven laughed. Jasper grinned and looked over at Finn, who was laughing as Clarke tripped over her feet and would have face-planted if Octavia hadn't reached out and steadied her. The two girls reached the crowded club first, showing their ID's at the door and disappearing inside as the rest of the group joined them.
"Good thing she's not working tomorrow," Raven muttered. "Don't think she's ever learnt how to deal with a hangover."
Octavia was doing her usual thing, scouting the place for potential lovers for the night, one arm slung around Clarke's neck while the other one held a drink she had already brought. Knowing Octavia, that would be the last drink she would have to pay for herself tonight—she was handy like that. Clarke was leaning against the bar, the short silver dress dancing around her tanned thighs as she bounced to the music that was pumping through the club. Raven dragged Finn out onto the dance floor, grinding up against him like nobodies business, the vodka she had consumed burning through her veins and making her even bolder than usual. Monty and Jasper had sidled up to two girls, clearly trying to find someone to go home with. Two men approached Octavia, and she practically pushed Clarke into the first ones arms before wrapping her hands around the neck of the second.
Clarke laughed as the man spun her around, her hair flying out around her as she whirled back into him. He pulled her in close, his hands sliding up her back and then down to her ass, squeezing it lightly before settling on her hips. He was attractive enough, and it had been a while since she had slept with someone. The alcohol had created that happy buzz she had denied herself over the past four or five months while studying her ass off to graduate, and she was happy to loose herself for the night. Being in complete control could be tiring, and tonight was her turn to let go.
"Princess?" The nickname from behind her made her jump, and the man holding her held her tighter, even though they stopped dancing.
"Bellamy?!" Clarke squealed as she pulled herself away from the man and jumped into the arms of older brother of her best friend. Octavia was standing beside him, grinning from ear to ear. "What are you doing here?"
"I just moved back. Vee said that you guys were going to be here tonight, thought that I would join the celebration," Bellamy Blake told her, his mouth close to her ear so that she could hear him over the music. The man behind her was forgotten, and he clearly picked up on that, as the trio made their way over to the bar to order another round of drinks.
Clarke had known Bellamy for as long as she had known Octavia.
And she had probably had a crush on him for about the same amount of time.
He was the kind of bad, delicious looking, older brother of her best friend.
The intensity of that crush came and went as the years went by. She had had boyfriends that she had truly liked, there had been one guy that she thought she might even love, but whenever Bellamy came crashing back into her life, there was a small part of her of her that lit up. It wasn't like the crush could ever go anywhere, given he was four years older than her and he viewed her like a little sister. But she hadn't seen him for nearly eighteen months, and having him back, already drunk and high on life, made her feel tingly inside.
Just after three, she almost fell off her bar stool and Finn and Bellamy caught her, laughing as she threw an arm around each of them.
"I think it's time to head home," Raven announced.
"That might be a good idea," Bellamy said, helping Clarke off her seat, easily holding her weight against him. "I'll get Princess home."
"You sure?" Finn asked. "We're heading her way."
"So am I," Bellamy replied. Clarke giggled and reached out to touch his face before turning back to face her friends.
"I just need all you guys to know...That I love you," she slurred.
"Shit," Octavia laughed. "She's fucked."
The drive back to Clarke's apartment was only a short cab drive. She fell asleep on Bellamy's shoulder, and he didn't bother waking her once they arrived, picking her up and carrying her inside easily. When he got to the door, he had no choice but to wake her up, in order for him to find her house key in her purse. She seemed to be able to stand on her own, so he let her walk inside on her own. He followed her through to the kitchen, locking the door behind him, where she was pouring a glass of water for herself, clearly trying to hydrate herself with liquid other than alcohol before going to bed.
"Always the smart one, aren't you?" He smirked at her, leaning against the door frame as she finished the glass of water and put it into the sink.
"I hate hangovers," Clarke moaned.
"You'll be okay, Princess," he grinned and came over to where she was leaning against the bench. "Everyone has to deal with them."
"Not me," she pouted. "I hardly ever go out."
"Come on," he linked his fingers through hers. "Lets get you to bed." Clarke tilted her head to the side, her long blonde hair tumbling forward over her shoulder as she looked up to him. She felt emboldened by the alcohol and she bit down on her red, lower lip, enjoying the way Bellamy's eyes flared as he took in her mouth. His fingers tightened around hers and he locked his jaw. "Don't do that, Princess," he murmured, reaching up with his free hand and gently pulling her lip from her teeth. His touch was soft, and he didn't move away from her face, his thumb tracing her lower lip once, twice.
"Why not?" She breathed.
"Because it makes you just that much more irresistible," he murmured.
"You've resisted me for this long," Clarke teased lightly, her stomach in her throat as their faces got closer together.
"That's because you're delicate, and I'm like the Big Bad Wolf," Bellamy told her, his face now so close to hers that she could feel his warm breath on her mouth.
"You know me better than that," her lips stiffened and her eyes narrowed. "I'm tougher than I look." He smirked, his finger still on her lip, tugging at it, before moving to swipe softly at her cheek.
"I could eat you alive."
"What if that's what I want?" Clarke managed to ask, her breathing hitching.
"I don't think you could handle me," he smirked.
"Try me..." were Clarke's last words before Bellamy's mouth came crashing down on hers.
So guys? What do you think? This is kind of a tester chapter, I'll just see what everyone thinks, and if people like it, then I'll continue! So review, let me know what you think, and if there's a good response, I promise I'll write more :)
Now, on another subject; New Year Resolutions and all that shit. I am so not a New Year, New Me kind of person, and I totally mock anyone else who is like that (including most of my best friends) but I do try and make a couple of improvements and beginning of a new year is a good time as any to try. So on each of my updates I'm going to put up two things that has made me happy, or smile, or giggle through the week. It's not going to be anything like my hubby (who is this sexy hunk of awesomeness that lights up my life) or my best friends or family (also complete and utter darlings). It's going to be purely superficial shit, and you guys can do what you want with that information ;)
This week; Ian Somerhalder a.k.a Damon Salvatore. Okay, sooooo if you don't know who this blue eyed devil is, or don't think he's attractive in the slightest then I don't know what you're planet you're from. This guy makes me wet every time he comes on screen. OH. MY. GOD. Second is the song We Come Running by Youngblood Hawke. I know, I know, it's an old song, but I totally hated it until about a week ago when I saw it on a TV series, and then my opinion totally changed. It's just such a feel good song! It's such a feel good song, and just makes me want to belt it out from the rooftops...Or scream it out when I'm driving in the car with the windows down.