Clare's POV

I wake up to the sound of a deep voice chuckling. It takes me a second to process where I am. My head is resting on Eli's chest, his arm is around me, and I'm wearing short shorts and a big t-shirt. My eyes flutter open and my thoughts are confirmed. Eli is looking down at me with an entertained look on his face, his signature lopsided smirk practically radiating amusement all in itself.

"How have you already found something about me to laugh at, we just woke up…" I groan and shut my eyes again as I make myself comfortable in his arms again. He chuckles softly and kisses the top of my head, even when I'm half asleep that sends tingles from my head down to my toes.

"I'll never stop loving the fact that you talk in your sleep." He murmured into my hair.

I open my eyes giggle, "don't even bother telling me what I said this time…"

I could feel him smirk into my hair, "Okay, whatever you say…" he says in the most provoking voice. He's teasing me, trying to get me to beg him to tell me. But it's not going to work.

I roll off of him and hop up off the bed to get to the bathroom. I feel the blood rush from my head a second later and I stagger backwards. I feel like my head is being compressed together tightly and the blood is swirling around my head, taunting me, taking it's sweet time going down. I groan from the torture.

I feel arms snake around my waist keeping me upright and I hear sweet, calming whispers in my ear, "just hold still for a minute… It's almost over…"

I groan again as the last of the pain rushes from my head. I open my eyes slowly and turn around in Eli's arms to face him, blushing slightly.

He smirks at me, of course. "Someone with low blood pressure seems to keep forgetting to take her time getting up after lying down for a while…"

I roll my eyes and mumble a playful and embarrassed shut up…

He mocks hurt, "what, no thank you? No 'oh my hero'? My night in shining armor! You're so manly, charming, brave, chivalrous—"

I roll my eyes and cut him off with a hard kiss, he squeezes me tighter to him. I feel him smirk into the kiss; he was planning this. I bite his bottom lip, as a "punishment" for his trick and a thank you for the help. I can feel his ego inflating ten fold. I pull away, give him a peck to tease him and then skip to the bathroom to get ready for my day. I hear him let out a small laugh at my flirtatious morning behavior. I truly love mornings like this.

I brush my teeth and then turn the shower on.

"Shit!" I hear Eli say softly with a hint of panic. I hear him scurry around the room throwing things around and opening drawers. I open the door and stick my head in the room, "what?" I ask.

He looks up at me while pulling his skinny jeans on, it's so cute when he's in a rush. Wait, why is he rushing? His eyes look apologetic, and I can feel my eyes widen as the realization that I never heard an alarm this morning dawns on me. My eyes darted to the alarm clock, 8:09 AM. Oh no! We're going to miss first period.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to getting up early to get to homeroom on time. Sometimes I forget to set my alarm. I forgot you had an-"

I cut him off, "my early student council meeting!" I scream. I run back to shower and shut it off. I quickly run a brush through my hair and run back into Eli's room and grab my jeans from my backpack. I hastily pull my shorts of and throw them onto the bed and shove my legs into my jeans, pulling them up while attempting to slide on my flats. I zip up my pants and run back to the bathroom to wash my face, if I don't have time to put make up on I might as well wash my face.

I hear Eli stop moving and I turn around hurriedly in shock, "you're ready?"

"No. But I just realized, you missed the meeting already; why not just skip first period and go for second."

I shake my head furiously, "no! Don't you have a science test tomorrow? You guys are reviewing today, right?"

He rolls his eyes and plops down on his couch, "I know it… I don't need a stupid review."

I glare at him, "I don't want to get in trouble."

He gets up and walks towards me, "no matter what time you come in, if it's after 8:30 you're in trouble. Might as well make the most of it."

He's looking right into my eyes; he knows I can't say no when he does that. I look down at the ground trying to focus and hold my ground. I shake my head slightly, "no… we should go."

He's standing right in front of me and I feel his fingers tilt my head up slightly to look at him; I shyly look into his eyes and feel all my will get pulled away from me.

He leans in closer and kisses my ear lobe; he blows softly on the spot and then whispers, "please… It'll give us time to get ready," kiss, "eat breakfast," kiss.

I feel my eyes close and my breath hitch, I let out a small gasp as his lips travel lower.

"Drink coffee," kiss, "and spend more time together…" bite.

I gasp in shock, pain, and pleasure. He kisses the spot and sucks on it. I hold my breath as to not let out a groan. I nod my head weakly and he pulls away, smirking. He walks into the bathroom coolly, leaving me alone in his room. I let out a frustrated sigh and fall onto his couch ready to take a minute to breath and let my mind catch up to regain my logic.