Hey guys! This is going to be a cute/funny/relief of Eclare tension. Well all know that Eclare is Endgame, now, why not celebrate the hope by writing sigh of relief stories? So, this is gunna' be a two-shot...possible three shot. Please Enjoy "She's Like Heroin" ...
A Special Thanks To My Beta Reader-SomoneNamedLiz
WARNINGS: OOC, MATURE SETTINGS ;)
Oh and by the way, Eli and Clare are just very good friends in this...
SHE'S LIKE HEROIN-CHAPTER 1
They say one day your whole life will flash before your eyes, make it worth watching.
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"Fuck man, my head is killing me...remind me to never, ever eat your weed brownies ever again," I mumbled, slamming my head down on my desk as Drew whined, "I think I left the rest in your fridge bro, make sure no one eats those."
I scoffed and said, "My parents are out of town, remember?"
"Oh, I forgot. You told me that last night, right?" I sighed, knowing that whenever Drew and I would decide to take a "break" from life, he would become very forgetful and a bit too care free.
We just, forgot that we had school the next day...which, fucking sucked.
"Good morning boys," I heard Clare say as we both groaned and Drew screeched at Clare, "Stop speaking so loudly!"
Meanwhile, Clare was kind of close to monotone and I looked up at her, my eyes connected with hers as she sighed, "Did you guys get high again? I don't know how you guys do that, remember when I actually joined you two and I couldn't think straight for two days."
I smirked, remembering that night clearly as I said, "Drew and I, had a long night...to say the least."
"And this is why I choose to not join you two in your little late night school parties anymore," Clare said while rolling her eyes playfully and pulling out her binder as Drew replied, "You don't join us anymore because you're a party pooper and all you care about are your grades."
Clare and Drew fought for what seemed like forever as I rubbed my temples, trying to get their screaming voices out of my head. I growled impatiently while screeching, "Will you two just fucking drop it?"
Clare squeaked and turned around as I whispered, "Thank you."
Ms. Dawes soon walked in as I fought to keep my eyes open, only to give in moments later and thank whoever was in charge for making peoples bodies because the person in front of me was quite larger than I, so he covered me completely.
I sighed in content, shutting my eyes and humming to a soft tune as Ms. Dawes continued her boring lecture...
"How was your nap?" Clare asked me and I smiled, "Pretty good, anything in English happen worth listening you tell me about?"
Her blue eyes roamed from side to side as she said, "Oh right, how could I forget, we have a midterm tomorrow and the homework that you didn't hand in today, because you were too busy getting high with Drew, is probably being pushed to tomorrow."
When I sighed, slamming my head on a row of lockers, Clare laughed and asked, "When are you going to stop with this?"
"With what?" I mumbled, knowing what she meant.
She laughed pathetically, placing a caring hand on my bicep, making me flinch as she said, "I care about your health Eli and I don't think getting high or drinking until you feel like your brain is going to come out of your head with Drew is going to make your life any less stressful."
"You want to know what would make me a little life less stressful?" I asked, my eyebrow raising while turning around to face Clare as she placed her books in her locker and asking, "What?"
I smirked and said, "You...coming over, hanging out and playing video games or something."
"If I come over tonight, will you please do me a favor and not light a cigarette in your mouth or take shots in the kitchen when I'm not looking?" Clare asked me, knowing that's what I'd do when she was hanging out with me just so I would relax a bit.
But, she never knew the real reason as to why I did it.
The reason why I always picked up the bottle and smoked a cigarette around Clare was because she always makes my heart race and usually, drinking makes my mind and heart stop racing.
"I promise Clare, just me and you, a stupid movie that you'll pick out from Cece's romance selections and then you can sleep in my bed," I told her, knowing that she could just wear the spare clothes that she leaves in one of the draws in my room.
I scoffed, remembering when Clare had come over to my house with tear filled eyes and to cheer her up, I hid her clothes and told her that the sex god thought that she should go commando with me, which earned me a giggle.
"Alright Eli," she said and when I was going to walk away she called out, "Oh and Eli, you really have to stop texting me when your high."
My eyebrows tightened and I asked, "What do you mean?"
Clare pulled out her phone, pressed on her screen a couple of times and then read out loud slowly and torturously, "Roses are red, violets are corny. When I think of you baby, I get horny. Fuck me, beat me, blow me, suck me, fuck me very slowly. If you kiss me don't be sassy...use your tongue and make it nasty."
"I am a poet in the making," I said, placing a hand over my heart.
She smiled and said, "Oh, look at this...I have another one."
"Roses are red, violets are blue...Open your legs, cause' I'm comin' through," Clare said loudly, making people stare at her as I approached her, making her blush because I was invading her space.
"You know, they say poetry comes from the heart," I whispered, my cool breath making her shiver, her back hitting the row of lockers as my eyebrows wiggled while walking away from, leaving a flustered Clare behind...
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
After standing outside of Eli's door in the freezing cold, I didn't hesitate as I reached for the doorknob, quickly turning it. I walked inside, taking my coat and shoes off by the steps.
"Eli!" I called out, hearing a low trickling.
I jumped, but then relaxed when I heard Eli say, "I'll be down in a minute Clare, just getting out of the shower!"
"Kay," I whispered as I listened to my stomach growl, making my eyes ponder around his kitchen that just so happened to be adjacent to his steps.
My lips curled into a grin when I opened his fridge, seeing that Cece probably left Eli a fresh batch of brownies, knowing that Eli never cooks for himself and would be dead due to starvation and laziness.
I smiled, taking out three brownies and then as I started nibbling on one, I heard Eli gasp and ask, "Clare, where did you get those?"
"Your fridge," I said, pointing out the obvious for him as he said, "I don't think you sho-, actually, my mom just made that batch up yesterday and I'm sure she'd love it if you had some...you know, because I'm too lazy to even get up to go to the fridge and get some."
I watched as Eli walked by me, shaking his head, making his shaggy wet hair spray onto me as I shrieked, "Eli! I'm right here ya' know!"
"Yeah, I know...do you mind if I join you?" Eli asked, placing the whole plate of brownies on the table in front of him and I said, "You can...if you please put a friggin' shirt on."
He smirked and said, "You know you love looking at my sexiness and besides, I'm hungry," Eli took a seat on the stool beside me as he expressionlessly stared down at the brownies, which made me scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.
"They aren't going to bite, you know," I mumbled while taking another huge bite out of my delicious brownie that Cece had made.
"Let's make this interesting," Eli declared and then continued, "Whoever eats the least brownies in this pile in...one minute, has to sit around in there undergarments for the rest of the night."
"Always an excuse to get me naked huh?" I asked and he smirked, "Now why would I do that...unintentionally."
After downing nearly ten brownies in one minute, and a pant-less Eli walking around while giggling uncontrollably with wobbly feet, my head had began to start pounding and I asked Eli, "Wha-what did you put in these brownies Eli? I-I feel...really weird."
He smirked, his eyes tightening while saying, "Just sprinkles."
"Hey Clare!" Eli called out loudly, bending underneath his couch while pulling out an old twister game and for some odd reason, I couldn't help but burst out into laughter when he said, "We should play!"
I smiled and asked, "Twister? Really, Eli?"
"Come on," he pleaded with a smirk on his face as I rolled my eyes and said, "Sure, why not!"
As Eli was setting up the mat, I grabbed another brownie from the kitchen table as my eyes rolled in the back of my head with pleasure from the taste as Eli spat out through laughs, "C-Clare! It's ready!"
I ran into the living room, only to trip over my own foot as Eli giggled, making sure to catch me before I hit the floor and I laughed in his face, "It's on!"
When I was close to flicking the spinner, he placed a warm hand over my cold fingers which made my eyes shoot up and he said, "You're not playing the game right."
"What do you mean?" I asked, smiling and giggling in between...for some, strange reason.
"Clare...the way that I play, and we will play twister under my roof, is the kind where you strip down to nothing," he said and I asked teasingly, "Is that so?"
Eli tugged at the hem of my shirt and happily tossed it over my head as he licked his lips, "Let the game begin."
END OF CHAPTER 1
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