So, I actually wrote 2 chapters for this, but one got deleted, so I just uploaded the second, but here's the first:


"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" Alli asks. I nod, "Yeah. Tomorrow." She turns away and walks down the hall. As I finish cleaning my locker, I sigh, hardly believing I only have one class left: English.

I smile excitedly, remembering Eli will be there with me. My smile immediately fades when I remember he'll be going off to college soon. I take a breath and release it slowly. The bell rings, but I stay at my locker, reminiscing.

I can still Skype with him. But we won't be the 3 musketeers anymore. One of my best friends is going away to college. Why do I have to like him? I feel tears stinging at my eyes. "Hey Blue Eyes. I'm surprised you're not in class already. You're usually their before the teacher." I hear Eli joke from a few feet away, causing me to jump.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asks, noticing my tears. I wipe them away, "I just...I don't want you to leave." He sighs, "I have to." I push the rest of my things into my bag, "I know." He turns me to him, "Why don't we take off...go to my place...and watch a movie?"

I smile, "Okay. Let's go." I smile big to myself, 'Alone time with Eli.' We rush out of school, through the parking lot and into Morty without being seen. Once we're in his house, we lay on his bed and watch Twilight.

"This is the stupidest movie." Eli groans every 20 minutes. I sigh, "But it's cute and romantic." I add. He groans again. "Clare, what would you do if I kissed you?" He whispers. I freeze. Eli's just a friend ..I remind myself. But I like him. He sighs, "Sorry."

I turn to him, "I'd kiss back." I whisper, under my breath. He smirks and leans over to me. His lips brush against mine, then fully connect. He caresses my cheek and kisses me more powerfully.

Within minutes, I'm laying on the bed and he's on top of me. "Eli, take your shirt off." I whisper. He sits up, straddling me, and slides it off easily. Once our lips connect again, I feel electricity run through me.

He moves his mouth to my neck and sucks long and hard. Moving lower and lower, he does the same to my chest, moving my shirt down a little each time. We kiss for a few more minutes before Eli slides his hand under my shirt and moves it slowly up.

Minutes pass, and, by now, we're both only in our underwear. I trail my hand down, but Eli stops me and gets off me, "We should stop." He whispers. "S-Sorry." I mutter, embarrassed that I tried to touch him. He shakes his head, "What? No, but by the looks of it, we're going farther then we should."

"I want to." I beg. He smirks, "We can, if you want. But I don't want there to be any chance that you'll, like, regret this." I pull him ontop of me and, somehow, manage to slid his boxers off. He pushes his erection against my middle and drills at it. I simply lay back and enjoy it. "Clare. Do you really want to do this?" He asks, in a hushed whisper. I nod.

He unclips my bra and slides off my panties. "Wait." He mutters and opens his drawer. I hear him shuffle through it finally finding a condom. He struggles with it, trying to pull it on.

"Will it hurt? I mean, I know it hurts, but how bad will it?" I ask. He finally snaps the condom on and looks up at me, "Umm..it'll hurt...I don't really know how bad, but I'll be gentle, okay?"

I nod and lay back down. He hovers over me and slowly pushes in. It feels weird at first, then hurts horribly. I feel tears pouring down my face. And then it feels good.

Minutes later, Eli's slamming me into the bed. I reach my peak before him, but only by a few seconds. He collapses on top of me, trying to calm his beating heart. I give a little push and he rolls off me.

"Are we dating?" Eli asked. "It'd be too complicated with you in New York." He nods, in agreeal.