This is a lame one shot but I was bored and wanted to write :) I will update my story Baby Blue Eyes no later then Thursday!
Bikinis, music, and Thunder
Clare's POV
I can't believe Eli had won the bet! We had bet on how long it would take for Adam to ask Fiona out. I bet 2 weeks while Eli bet 2 days. Sure enough 2 days later we got the call that Adam officially had a girlfriend. Since I had lost the bet, I would have to wash Eli's Morty. At least it was a hot day so I wouldn't care if I got soaking wet, since I was already dying of how hot it was.I decided to wear my blue and brown bikini. It was my only two piece bathing suit and I mentally thanked Ali for making me buy it last year. I threw on some Mudd ripped up jean shorts that barely made it to my knees and a grey one shoulder t-shirt. I looked in my mirror, satisfied with what I was wearing, I ran down stairs before grabbing my cellphone and my house keys.
I locked my house door before walking down the street to Eli's. I had a towel draped over my shoulder and my bathing suit on underneath my jean shorts and a shirt. When I arrived at the street where Eli lived, I could see him already outside and the things needed to wash Morty beside him. Eli was looking at his watch and tapping his foot impatiently. I decided to take my time even more since it was fun to see him mad. When I had made my way to his house, he had his back towards me and seemed mesmerized by the sky.
"Hey Eli, you ready to wash Morty?" When he heard my voice, he turned around and already had a smirk plastered on his face. "Just waiting for you Edwards." He had on a fitting black shirt and some white swimming shorts. He pointed towards the hose and moved his eye brows up and down suggestively. "Do you want to soap or wash down Morty?" I debated for a few seconds before deciding on doing the soap. I grabbed a bucket and a sponge and made my way to Morty.
I waited for Eli to water down Morty before I started scrubbing Morty. After a few minutes of silence, I asked for the hose. Eli jerked the hose away from me and started spraying the car. He got me all soaking wet in the process. "Hey! Not on this shirt!" I glared daggers at him while he smirked that annoying smirk. I took off my shirt since I didn't want to get it any more wet then it already was. I throw it to the side and looked back at Eli. His mouth immediately dropped when he saw what type of bikini I was wearing. I blushed a little and had to snap my fingers a bit to get his attention back to my face.
"Like what you see Goldsworthy?" I laughed when all he did was nod his head. "Since we're stripping shirts, might as well do it too." He took off his shirt and now I was the one starring at his chest. His chest was like the perfect chest. His chest was tan and chiseled smooth. If only I could touch it and lick it. Clare! What are those types of thoughts! I shouldn't be having those. "Well I'm not taking my shorts off so sorry." I smiled after saying that. "Besides, shouldn't we be washing the car, not starring at each other?" I stated before taking the hose out of his hand.
Eli's POV
When Clare had stripped her shirt off, I knew she was going to be the death of me. I had never seen her stomach or her- I mean without a shirt on. She was ravishing and had curves alright! The way her hips swayed back and forth when she walked. I shook my head trying to get those thoughts out of my brain but hey, those thoughts were normal; since I was a teenage guy with hormones. When I stripped my shirt off, I saw her starring at my abdomen hungrily. There was no denying the sexual tension that was going on. I excused myself and ran into the house and grabbed my IPod and speakers. I ran back outside and set up my music. Hope Clare doesn't mine, since she isn't exactly the person who was into heavy metal music.
When I had picked the song, I cranked up the music and went back to washing Morty. Clare was busy on the other side while I kept sneaking peeks at her. Who ever thought that Saint Clare would be at my house, washing Morty in a bikini! I started paying attention to the music that was being played.
Into the night
Desperate and broken
The sound of a fight
Father has spoken
We were the kings and queens of promise
We were the victims of ourselves
Maybe the children of a lesser God
Between Heaven and Hell
Heaven and Hell
Into your eyes
Hopeless and taken
We stole our new lives
Through blood and pain
In defense of our drea-
All of a sudden the music stopped. I turned my head to see Clare yank my IPod out of the dock and replace it with hers. I started to protest. "Clare, c'mon that was a good song!" "Ugh! Eli I have no clue how you listen to that, what you call music!"She leaned down the pick a song and smiled at me. "You'll love this song Eli." I didn't say anything to that comment. When the music started, Clare opened her mouth and started singing with it.
Take my hand, take a breath
Pull me close and take one step
Keep your eyes locked on mine,
And let the music be your guide.
Clare put her hand out in front of me and waited for me to take it. Great, she wants to dance. I gave her my hand and she put her other hand on my shoulder. I put my other hand lightly on her lower shoulder blade. We started to move slowly as the music went on.
It's like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you
It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do
And with every step together, we just keep on getting better
So can I have this dance (can I have this dance)
Can I have this dance
Oh no mountains too high enough, oceans too wide
'Cause together or not, our dance won't stop
Let it rain, let it pour
What we have is worth fighting for
You know I believe, that we were meant to be
It's like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you (like you)
It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do (way we do)
And with every step together, we just keep on getting better
So can I have this dance (can I have this dance)
Can I have this dance
I smirked at Clare when I heard how cheesy the lyrics were. But it was true; it was like catching lightning the chance that I had found Clare. She was able to accept me for who I was but was I ready to tell her about my past?I moved both my hands to her lower back while she moved both her hands to behind my head and started playing with my hair. In the background, Eli could hear some thunder start up. Go figure. I kissed her forehead when the song was fading away as it ended. We put our foreheads against each others, not wanting this moment to end; ever.