This is a Lexa and Clarke fiction. They are end game, Bellamy has nothing to do with this story.

I'm English, I don't know anything about small cities in America. Therefore I've made Lexa and Clarke English. Makes absolutely no difference to the story, just that they were both from England and now they're on route to take over America.

There are a few new characters, only because I love all the people from the show and non of them would fit the characters I'm writing.

Please leave reviews, I'm new to this whole other people reading my work!

It had been 3 weeks since I decided to start my life in New York. My firm were offering relocation packages for a new office they were opening, it was my chance for the promotion I'd been working for, plus the chance to pack up and start again. I was a

Lawyer for a company based in London, Bing&Cousins who were branching out to other countries, this opportunity meant I could run my own office, under their title, with the chance of becoming partner. Being from a small in comparison city in England and aged 26, this wasn't an offer I could turn down. After applying for the job, everything seemed to fall into place.

It had been 3 weeks since I decided to put off unpacking all my house moving boxes for no particular reason. The task itself was daunting and I was far too lazy. I managed to unpack the necessities, but luxuries were still wrapped and packed in several boxes which I could never tell apart. I told myself that the challenge of identifying each box was a mission which I would need copious amounts of time, and most likely alcohol, for. Apparently I make a good liar even when I'm lying to myself.

It had been 3 weeks since I introduced myself to my new members of staff. It was a new experience to me, but still one I welcomed. Everyone looked professional and friendly, some may be too friendly with the roaming eyes and the not so subtle glances, yet nothing I couldn't handle further down the line if needed, something I was not looking forward to.

It had been 3 weeks since I revamped myself in a bid to revamp the way I look at myself. A new haircut, a couple of new outfits and new make up all surprisingly worked together. I felt good in myself, for the first time in a long time. My confidence returned, and I had to admit, the roaming eyes and not so subtle glances just added to it.

It had been 3 weeks since I walked past the pizza place at the end of my block and had to wipe the drool off my face. I've been trying to cut out all the unnecessary foods from my diet, but that damn pizza place gets me every time. I have yet to succumb to the need, I know it will happen one day, but the longer I put it off, the longer I can fully enjoy that tight black skirt I wear to work without the threat of it poI felt my phone buzzing against my left leg. I shuffled my bag and reached in my pocket, making a mental note to store it somewhere easier, I smiled when I saw who it was.

"Hey Lexa! Hows it going?" I hear a squeal down the other end. "Clarkey! How are you?" I laughed at her name calling.

"Lexa, how many times do I have to tell you, that name was okay in primary school, but please, babe, how am I ever going to find any suitors if you insist of calling me that!" As I laughed along with Lexa, my bag slid off my legs and in the midst of trying to catch it, I dropped my phone. In a panicked state I launched to grab it, accidentally pressing the speaker phone.

"Clarke, babe, I sincerely doubt you wouldn't be able to find a cute girl to drape over your shoulders on a date, or at least one who will strip you down and.." I coughed to cover whatever lewd comment she was about to make and quickly hung up the phone. I looked up, praying no one noticed me. But to no avail, I saw her, looking at me. The stunner with a coy smile folded down a page in her book, grabbed her things and stood up. I looked away shyly, not prepared for anything that just happened. My heartbeat picked up and I looked to her direction again, but she wasn't there. I looked around just in time to see her by the door about to get off, for one final time, she looked back at me and walked out the door.

My phone buzzed in my hand and I answered it knowing who it would be. "Hey Lexa, sorry, phone must have cut off" She huffed at my reply.

"I'll suppose I'll let you off, I have no experience with phone signals in New York, but I suppose I should get used to it if I'm moving over there" That captured my attention.

"Your Visa came through?" I had no doubts that it would do, but with everything that just happened, it was the furthest thing on my mind.

"Yes! I move in two weeks, are your prepared for this? It will just be like old times! I need to go, I'm starting packing, my mum is going to spend the next 2 weeks crying and begging me not to go, do you have any advice?" I laughed at this, fully understanding what she was about to go through.

"Yeah, just tell her you will write to her when you can and this way, you have give her better Christmas presents, should work a charm knowing your mum." She laughed at my reply.

"Ah yes, appeal to her materialistic side of her, it always works! Cheers Clarke, I'll call you tomorrow to sort out details. Wish me luck!" She hung up straight away, which doesn't surprise me in the slightest.

I met Lexa the first year of University after she sat on my sandwich in the lunch quad. We've been inseparable ever since.

The intercom buzzed and I pressed the door release button without hesitation, there's no way I'm delaying my pizza tonight. I ran to the door, grabbed the food, put a twenty dollar bill in the delivery mans hand and closed the door. Grabbing a slice, I collapsed on the sofa and listened to Carrie and co talk about Samantha's latest conquest, purposely ignoring all my paperwork spread out of the table infront of me.

Speaking of which, I spotted the one I've been looking for before the pizza arrived. The last pieces of the Visa I need to complete, proving I will support Lexa and her application, as well as proving that I've hired her as my personal assistant. Of course this didn't particularly go down well with my temporary assistant, Lila, although in my defence, she was as useful as a holey spoon and had the attention span of another. She knew when we hired her that the job wasn't full time, however, I think she still hoped that we would take her on completely. I do feel a bit sorry for that, but with the new move, I needed someone I could rely on, and Lexa was that for me.

Completing all the paperwork took me as long as I though it would do. I looked up, realising I had missed almost all of the episode, I flicked it back to the beginning, mentally cursing the American Government for taking up all my spare time.

It had been a week since Lexa informed me of her impending house move, which meant I had a week to get my loft into a suitable place for Lexa and, knowing her, half of her belongings.

I got onto the subway train, juggling my bags and collapsed in a heap on to the nearest chair. As soon as I got comfy my phone started to ring, I reached into my left pocket, cursing myself for forgetting my mental note, and answered it without looking.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end startled me.

"Clarke? It's me, Lila." I sighed at this. Not wanting to have this conversation with her again, I decided to tell her as much.

"Lila, I'm sorry, the position has been filled, I refuse to have this conversation again. Go back to your agency, speak to them. We hired you on a weekly basis and the weeks are up, the job didn't suit you, you didn't suit the job. This is the last we will speak on the matter. Good Luck." With that, I hung up the phone and hung my head in annoyance. As I breathed a sigh of relief I put my phone back in my pocket, making yet another mental note to stop that habit. I looked up to try and gauge how close I am to my stop when I see her looking at me, the brunette bookworm. She suddenly turned away, obviously embarrassed that I caught her. I let out a small giggle as she looked at me again. She responded by quirking her eyebrow at me, intrigued most likely that I would pay her the attention and look back. Unfortunately her stop arrived far too quick and she scrambled off.

I always forget that I don't look anything like a stereotypical lesbian, maybe a stereotypical males lesbian fantasy with my tight black skirt, white dress shirt, blazer and 6 inch black Louboutins, but those who like the fairer sex never seem to cotton on to the fact that I'm of the same preference.

My stop came next, I grabbed all my belongings and ran out just as the doors were closing. Luckily I only lived a few steps away from my loft. Arriving outside the front door, I fumbled around my oversized Mary Poppins-like handbag trying to find my keys when I heard someones voice next to me.

"Would you like some help with that?" It was only then that I realised I actually looked rather helpless with two bags under my arms, my coat haphazardly thrown around my shoulders and my hair being blown across my face. I turned around to see where the voice came from but instead I see a hand being thrust in my direction.

"Hey, I'm Alice. Sorry if I came across a little weird, but you look like you kind of need it, plus, I'm new to the building, well, new to the city and I don't know anyone but I saw you and I thought you looked like" She stopped herself suddenly, I think she noticed my silence.

She started again, "Hey, I'm Alice."

I laughed, she seemed like a breathe of fresh air. "Hey, I'm Clarke, I would shake your hand but.." I made a gesture to my arms, it seemed to wake her up a little bit.

"Oh sorry of course, I did see that, which is why I asked if you needed help, but I think I forgot and.." She let out another pause, "let me help you." She grabbed the bags from my arms, "here, now you can continue your fishing game which I'm guessing you were doing to find your keys and if I thought it through I could have just let you in, but then I suppose you would still be in the same situation outside your door." She stopped herself again and looked down, seemingly embarrassed at her little outbreak, not that I minded much.

I chuckled at her, she looked up at me and smiled and for the first time, I noticed her. Her smile was breathtaking, I caught myself staring at her lips and mentally chastised myself, she had a cute button nose, a few freckles spread out on her cheeks, and the most enticing bright green eyes I had ever seen which were highlighted by her blonde hair. They twinkled, she caught me staring and looked away.

"I, erm, I really appreciate it" I stepped forward and realised that the bag my keys were in was the bag pressed closely against her chest, of course, it was just my luck. I nodded my head in that direction and let out a little awkward cough, she seemed to understand my worry.

"Oh don't worry about that, I have a really good pair, don't worry about touching them, you can if you want!" She stopped and looked shocked by what she just said.

I laughed at her, "well, at least let me make you some tea first." I ended with a wink which seemed to cleared the air. Whilst she laughed I reached in the bag and grabbed my keys, remembering I put them in a small pocket inside and opened the front door. She followed me up the stairs and just as I was about to open the door to my loft, I remembered the state of the place. I turned around to apologise and jumped back, I hadn't noticed how close she was to me.

She jumped too, obviously not expecting me to make her jump, and nearly dropped the bags she was holding onto. I surged forward to try and help but I knocked her back a bit, reaching forward I grabbed a hold of her, ending up closer than I expected. She breathed out and I felt it on my face, she looked at my eyes and for a second, I saw her glance down to my lips, my heart skipped a beat, but then I saw her eyes travel further down. I watched them as they go until I realised where they were headed.

"I thought you said you would invite me for tea first?" She laughed at her own joke. It was only then than I realised that my hand had landed perfectly on her right breast. I panicked and pulled it away, I turned around and unlocked the door before throwing my coat in and getting my bags from Alice's arms. Once I threw them inside I looked back at her, she had shoved her hands in her pockets and shuffled her feet around a bit, nervously, she looked back at me.

"My place isn't at all tidy, and I'm not entirely sure why I said we could have tea because I have no idea which box I packed my tea supplies in." The more I talked, the more her smile dropped, which in turn made my heart drop. This girl was so sweet and genuine, I wanted to keep the smile on her face.

"But if you want, I know where the wine glasses are, and in one of these bags I have a couple of bottles of red if you're into that?" Her eyes perked up at that and her smile broadened making my knees go weak. I turned around and cringed at the state of the place, luckily in my haste this morning to find my shoes, I managed to make it a bit more presentable.

"Make yourself at home. I'll just make a bit of room." I shuffled the Visa paperwork around, reached round behind me, grabbed two glasses from the box by my feet and put them on the newly purchased vinyl coasters. After I wandered to the kitchen I heard her pop the TV on and play Sex and the City from where I left it off.

"Hey Alice, are you okay with red? Turns out I have some white here too!" I think she laughed the surprised tone I had, "I don't want to put you out, I will have whatever you're having."

I walked back in with both bottles in my hand, "don't worry about that, the white was already open, I honestly thought I drank it all." As I put everything down on the table, she noticed the Visa paperwork.

"Are you going back to England?" I followed her eye line, "Oh no, my best friend is moving over from there too, she will be here in a week, I cant wait!" She picked up on my excitement.

"That's so cool! So how long have you been here for?" She looked round, "it cant be long ago." I laughed at that. "Well it depends on your outlook of time, 4 weeks, just boarding on a month."

I picked up the red wine, Australian Shiraz, my favourite grape, and poured myself a healthy glass. Alice picked up her glass and put it in my direction as a hint to fill hers up too. I could sense her watching me and for some reason it made me nervous, I tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ears and looked elsewhere, "Are you nervous?" She asked.

This I was not expecting, "I'm sorry, I tend to just say what's on my mind without thinking about it." I awkwardly laugh at that confession, it was out of the blue a bit, and it did make the situation more awkward. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the company, but she made my feel safe.

"I am a bit nervous yes, although I'm not entirely sure why." She looked surprised that I was as honest as she was, I continued speaking not knowing if that was the right move or not, "I think it's just because its been a while since I've had such a pretty girl in my home, and now I'm just realising how messy my place is its a good job my bedroom isn't this messy."

Her eyes widen and I realised what I just said, I tried to backtrack, "not that I'm saying that we will have sex! That's not the reason I invited you back up here, although I wouldn't say no if you wanted that. Not saying that you sleep around with random girls, or that you sleep with girls for that matter!" It was my turn to widen my eyes, I couldn't understand why my mouth kept on running.

I opened my mouth again to speak but I was silenced by the feels of her lips against my own. It was another thing I did not expect. It took me a while to register, by that time Alice starting pulling away, I could tell that she was regretting her decision and I couldn't have that. I leaned in an kissed her, instantly feeling her relax against me. Deciding to free our hands, I took both of our wine glasses and put them on the table, forgetting about the coasters.

I turn back to her and catch her staring at my lips, holding her own bottom lip between her teeth, its seals the deal for me and I push her back on the sofa and climb on top of her.

"Tell me if you want to stop" I say to her, she looks at me incredulously, "are you serious? Have you seen yourself?" She confirmed all of my doubts, except one.

"What is this to you?" She placed her hands on my thighs and slowly stroked up and down in a calming way.

"I know we're going about this backwards, but I was hoping this could be more of a one time thing? Not saying I want just sex from you, well if that's all you wanted then I'm not sure I could ever say no to you. I mean that you make me feel not stupid when I ramble on and heck even you rambled earlier, and I know I should think before I speak but I think that might not be an issue cos you haven't run off yet and.." Before she could continue going around in circles I placed my finger on her lips to stop them from moving.

"That's more than I expected and hoped for" I told her. I leant down and smiled into our third kiss, which due to the rambling, was less rushed and more understood. I trailed my tongue along her lower lip, teasing her, seeing how she would react, and she didn't disappoint. She pushed her hands further up my thighs, bringing my black skirt with her. I grabbed her head and deepened the kiss, but I needed more, and Alice could sense that. She released my lips and went straight to my collarbone without hesitation. She bit down, taking the wind straight out of my lung, I lurched forward, aiming to push her head further into my neck and her hands further up my thighs but she pulled back slightly, something was wrong, she was holding back.

I pull back and lean down to catch her eyes, "I'm not going to break babe, if that's what you're worrying about?" She let out a gentle laugh and looked back at me, I'm not sure I will ever get used to the way her eyes feels when they're looking at me like that.

"Tonight wasn't the first time I saw you." I pulled back, how many times tonight would I be taken aback from something unexpected?

"What?" I ask her, something like that needed explaining. She looked at me guiltily, her eyes shinning with unspoken apologies. Her hands gripped tightly on my thighs as if she was trying to keep a hold on the moment that was slipping away. If I didn't know better, I would say she was building up courage. Which only seemed to make me more nervous.

"Its not as bad as it sounds, I hope, I'm not sure, I guess that depends on how you look at it." She stopped for a breather, I raised my eyebrow as a sign to continue, silently wishing she was right, and that it wasn't as bad as it sounded. "I guess the first time I saw you would have been a few weeks ago. Like I said, I'm new to the building, and as soon as I saw you, I knew I had to talk to you, and then I kept on seeing you and you just look so captivating." That word caught me off guard, am I her version of the stunner on the train? She continued talking, and I could sense where it was going. I should have thought things through, my thoughts were often busy with the stunning blonde, would it be fair to continue this? I realised I missed whatever Alice was saying, I looked at her, and saw her again. The way her wavy blonde hair was swaying by her shoulders as she animated her talking, the way her bright green eyes looked worried, the way her lips curled around the never ending words spilling from her perfectly sculpted mouth, I realised, I would be crazy not to see this through.

I looked in her eyes in amusement, I wasn't put off at all, and I really should put the poor girl out of her misery, even if I did find her rambling endearing. I still hadn't heard anything she had been saying for the past few minutes, I hoped it was nothing important, however, from looking at her, I can only imagine it was her attempts to dig herself out of this hole.

"Alice, can I speak yet?" I laughed at her, she shyly stopped talking and apologised. "If you don't consider yourself a stalker, then neither will I. Besides, It's really not that bad."

Alice looked at me in amazement, "so you don't mind that I spied on you in your underwear?"

"What?" I pulled back in response and she bursts out laughing.

"I knew you weren't listening! Don't worry, I made that up, I just noticed you from a distance and didn't have any courage to speak to you, up until an hour ago, I was completely intimidated by you." She laughed at my shocked face.

I laughed at her and shoved her shoulder back in a friendly manner, "I can't believe you got me." I shook my head in disbelief.

Alice looked back at me with hope in her eyes, "so, are we okay?"

I gave her a lopsided grin, raised my eyebrow and climbed off her lap. I heard her whine at the loss of contact and she sat up confused. I turned my back to her and started walking away. I heard her stand up and ask, "where are you going?"

Undoing all my buttons on my white dress shirt, I shrugged it off my shoulders and glanced over my shoulder, "bedroom, you coming?"

I didn't have to ask twice.