This is in no way, shape, or form linked to Monsters and Liars. I just needed to write this.

Story title, story idea, and story chapters are all inspired by the song - The lover by: Alesana

Part one: I'll be everything that you need

"If you haven't turned in your slip to place an order on your cap and gown, get it in by the end of this week. In other senior events, Prom tickets are officially being sold. General Admission is fifteen dollars, and couples pay only twenty. Buy your tickets soon!" Adam Torres switched the index cards after his announcement and began to read the next set of news.

Clare Edwards and Eli Goldsworthy focused their eyes away from the flat screen hovering in the halls. "So, who's the lucky girl you're taking to prom?" Clare asked curiously with a grin on her face.

"Actually, I have no date" He said shrugging his shoulders. They both began walking to the next class they had together.

"Wow. Elijah Goldsworthy? No Date? Surprising" She laughed sarcastically.

"Funny. What about you?" He questioned, looking at her.

She bit her lip. "Well, you see, I was sort of hoping…"

Eli's heart began to slowly race, and his stomach began to twist and turn. Was she going to ask him? Not that he minded, because he thought she was beautiful, but-.

"If you could find out if Declan was free? He's been giving me hints all year long, and I think I want to initiate the first move."

Eli's heart dropped, he should've known. Eli and Declan were assigned science partners for the rest of the year, and that's the only way he knew him. Eli sighed. "Can't you ask him?"

Clare tilted her head and bent her knees. "Please" She stressed. "I've never asked you for anything more. Her eyes grew wide like a sad puppy, and her perfect pink lips pouted.

Eli couldn't resist, that was his weakness. Hell, everything about her was his weakness. His eyes rolled. "Okay"

Clare clapped excitedly, pouncing up. "Yay! Thanks! You're the best friend ever!" She swung her arms around his neck, and Eli nearly stumbled from the unexpected hug. Both his hands wrapped around and met together behind her.

He whiffed in her familiar candy scent that made him feel warm. He closed his eyes, with a faint smirk. "Anytime, but you owe me" He said.

Prom Night: April 22nd 2010

Modern house music pounded, and enhanced the occasion. Black lights allowed anyone wearing the slightest bit of white to emerge with a smoky violet color. The hall was flourished simply with flashy luminescence lights and the original touches of white balloons, to compliment the black lights.

Students were scattered around in blobs; either lounging around the food or tables with friends, or pleasurably blending in the middle of the dance floor.

With a cup of punch in his hand, and another stuffed in the pockets of his slacks; Eli stood with Adam, Sav, and Fitz joking around, having as much of a good time as anyone else.

"So where's your leading lady?" Eli directed his question to Adam, who had a devilish smile on his face when asked.

"Oh, I'm letting her be tonight, because tonight's the night."

"Wait, you mean the night?" Sav asked wide eyed.

Adam nodded his head proudly. "Yep, where going to her place later on to celebrate our one year anniversary."

"Well damn, it's about time." Fitz said. "I thought you were gonna graduate a virgin" He joked.

Adam shook his head. "Nah, we've been planning this for the longest, and I've been patiently waiting." He looked out into the middle of the hall checking out his lady, who wore a formal, couture designer dress. "And I don't think I could've made it past tonight with her looking like that."

"Then I guess our pact is complete!" Sav exclaimed, nodding his head.

Eli just looked away, and brought the cup to his mouth for a gulp of juice. The four of them made a brotherly deal at the beginning of their junior year to graduate as men.

Fitz looked at Eli, squinting his eyes and chuckled in disbelief. "Eli, don't tell me your still…a virgin."

He opened his mouth nervously. "What if I was?"

"Then dude, make it happen! We all made a deal. Start looking for someone" Fitz pointed around.

Eli jerked his neck back with an eyebrow arched. "What? No. My first time isn't going to be with some total stranger. You guys all had an advantage because you all have girlfriends. I'm not some kind of womanizer."

Fitz sighed, shaking his head in disapproval. "C'mon dude. There's got to be at least one person you'd be willing to do it with"

He glanced over to see the only one person he would. He'd trust her with his life, after everything they've been through. He's seen her suffer, and she's seen him at his breaking point. They've spilled their deepest darkest secrets, to their silliest, ludicrous thoughts to each other. They're both even nominees for the yearbook as 'Inseparable friends'.

"Clare?" Adam asked bewildered.

"What? No" He snapped his head back, trying to sound honest.

"I always knew you had a thing for your own best friend. And I don't blame ya" Sav pointed out.

Eli sighed in defeat.

"So then go for it" Fitz added.

"Guys I know Clare. She's not like that. And I'd never want to make things between us weird. And…and besides, she's dating eyebrows over there now." Eli rolled his eyes in irritation. Just thinking of her with Declan-out of all people- Declan made his knuckles burn with a need to punch him. He was such a player, but Clare couldn't see past his masked charm.

Suddenly the fast beat of the music died down, and was changed to a sweet, idle melody. Holly J walked over and dragged Sav out, while Fiona strutted over to snatch Adam, and Jess scurried over and successfully persuaded Fitz away. Eli watched his three whipped friends sway side to side with their mates.

Almost everyone had someone, holding each other. Eli wanted to just leave already. He wanted to graduate a long time ago, to get away from here.

"Psssst"

Adam, whose arms were around Fiona caught Eli's attention. Fiona's back faced Eli, and Adam took the opportunity to nudge his head over to the left, signaling him to look that direction.

Eli did, and noticed something.

Clare spoke intently with hostility, as Declan tried to innocently reassure her, with ease and failed allure attempt. He gripped Clare's waist and whispered something to her, making Eli's blood boil. His jealous hype soon died down when she shook her head, releasing Declan and began walking his direction with teary eyes.

Eli's heart sunk, like it always did when she wasn't happy. "What'd that jerk do?" He quickly concluded.

She wiped a tear away. "You're not lying there. He is a jerk"

"What happened?"

She exhaled. "He planned to take me to New York City tonight."

Eli scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. "That actually sounds nic-"

"To have sex. He knows I'm a virgin, and he wants to make my first time special, but I'm not ready. And- he hasn't said it directly; but he keeps implying that if I don't sleep with him, he'll leave me."

Eli clenched his knuckles. He didn't like the idea of that bastard saying such things to her, or wanting anything like that with her.

"And what'd you say?"

"I told him that he might as well leave now." She sniffled, and looked over to Declan. Her eye's watered again. "And now he's over there making kissy face with Jane. Stupid whore."

It really did hurt him to see Clare being used like that. He even flinched at her vulgar language. "Clare, you don't need that. Your better than him, and deserve better than him." Eli said sincerely.

She blinked her minute tears away, and smiled. "You're a great friend Eli. You always know how to make me feel better."

Friend, he thought. Only friends. Eli's always questioned his feelings for her. He knew he was attracted to her, and he wouldn't mind doing other things with her. At times he thought they were something more during their sleepovers. They would always talk to each other until they got tired, and fall asleep in each other's arms. Sometimes, they'd even touch one another in intimate places, and he thought she had feelings for him too.

"I'm always here for you." He smirked; she looked down, slightly blushing? "And if that douche was really smart, he'd notice what he's missing out on." He added.

Clare looked deep into his emerald eyes, she was used to them, but she never realized just how intense and deep they actually were.

Clare sniffled."I might as well have made you my date" she said, and giggled to make it sound like she was joking. They both laughed.

They stood next to each other silently comfortable for a moment

"You should be having a goodtime. Don't let Declan ruin this special night." He sighed. " You see Wesley Betenkamp over there?" He whispered. "Well I know he's had a crush on you since freshman year. He's a good guy, and I'd totally approve." Eli finished, looking at her seriously.

They both burst out in quiet giggles. Clare loved how Eli can make the best out of any situation."I think I'll pass"

Not too long after, the mood was changed with dance music again, and couples broke apart. Clare watched her friends dance and laugh, and she wanted to join them, but didn't want to leave Eli here all alone. He should enjoy this night too, but he seemed a little out.

Eli sighed, a little envious that his friends were always going to look back to this night, and have good memories, with stories to tell.

Clare knew when something was wrong with Eli, she sensed it like he was her sixth sense. "Hey" She put her hand on his shoulder and whispered "What's on your mind?"

He shrugged his shoulders. He was never able to just spill whatever was bothering him to anyone, until Clare came along. She always listened, and never judged him.

"It's just, everyone's having the time of their lives on what's supposed to be one of your best nights ever, and yet here I am. This was just another waste of my time and money." He complained, miserably.

Before Clare could respond Adam had left Fiona's side and walked up to them."Me and my girl are ditching this place. I'll call you tomorrow so we can meet up?" Adam asked, obviously meaning he would let Eli know about his night.

Eli winked, reassuringly and they both chuckled. Clare glanced back and forth at them obviously lost. Adam said his goodbyes to the two and went off to enjoy the rest of his night. Eli was happy for Adam, but he wanted to be happy too.

He watched his other remaining friends smooch and touch their girlfriends distractedly. Clare again, noticed his despair.

"I owe you right?" She quickly asked.

His eyebrows linked together, lost. "Uh, yea?"

"So then let's have a sleepover tonight. They always cheer you up. We could even watch the movie Prom Night to show you not everyone's is perfect."

Eli could never say no. He was grateful that she wanted to try and turn his night around. He stuck his arm out, bent, and she put her arms through it linking together happily.

Eli's Apartment

He unlocked the door to his condo. Yes, his condo. He emancipated from his Mother and Father after they divorced, and they left him with a fortune so he could support himself.

Clare walked into his home, which she was very accustomed to by now. She kicked off her heels that suffocated her small feet.

She walked comfortably to his room, and opened his drawer folded with his t-shirts.

"How dare you go through my stuff like that!" He feigned surprised. He really didn't care if she did in all honesty. He's the one who told her if she needed anything, she didn't need to ask him.

Clare laughed, pulling out one of his favorite Dead Hand t-shirts. "What? Hiding something Elijah?" She teased.

She began to unzip her dress, and let it silently drop to the floor. Eli swallowed his incredibly, sudden dry throat. She was so used to him, and comfortable enough to change in front of him. I mean it wasn't the first time he's seen her change, but he would never bring himself to adapt to it, because- Dear god, she was a goddess.

He shook his head and cleared his throat quickly looking away. He didn't want to be rude and stare, and he most definitely didn't want her to think he was a pervert.

"I'm gonna go make us some snacks." He said before walking towards the kitchen. He knew Clare never ate butter popcorn, she only like cinnamon popcorn, so he had a box just for her. He opened a flat pack of popcorn and popped it into the microwave. He got some drinks for them.

While the popcorn was being made, Eli scurried to his room, to change quickly into some sweats and a black wife beater. The microwave signaled ready, and he walked back to the kitchen; He poured it into a bowl, and brought it to his tidy living room.

Clare was already sitting down on the couch with one of his comforters; she probably took from his room. She had already went through Netflix, and found the movie for the perfect occasion.

He set the drinks in front of them and plopped down beside her with the bowl of sweet popcorn.

"If I get nightmares, I'm going to blame you" Eli joked.

Clare giggled and popped a baked kernel into her mouth. "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe" Eli almost fainted from flattery.

The movie began to play, and the only noise that was heard was the munching and crunching of popcorn being chewed between teeth.

About an hour or two later, the movie was finished, and Clare was snuggled against Eli; the covers wrapped around the two. Eli didn't find the movie scary what so ever, just plain creepy. He gently got up, trying not to disturb Clare's slumber and cleaned up the mini mess. He walked back to the living room and kissed her on the cheek.

Before he left, an arm swung out and clung to his sweat pants. "It's a sleep over remember?" She murmured groggily. "Take me with you" She whispered, with her eyes still closed.

Eli complied; picking her up bridal style with his blankets still wrapped around her, and carried her with ease to his master bedroom. He brought her to his bed and steadily set her down on her back. He walked around and got into bed right besides her, plopping himself up on his elbows.

He'd always watched her sleep, whenever he stood up. It wasn't weird, at least that's what he thought. He just admired her radiance and beauty. He thought it was cute the way her lips perfectly lay against each other sealed, calling to be kissed. He appreciated her beautiful snow-kissed skin that pleaded to be touched.

To him, she was perfect.

He lay down on his back, looking up at the ceiling.

But he could never have her, he thought. No matter how many mixed signals would be exchanged between the two, he could never be the one to speak up. He turned the opposite side from her, lying on his side, shutting his eyes.

Right when he was falling asleep, he felt tiny warm fingers running along his arms. He slowly opened his eyes, and felt Clare's front pressed against his back. Her fingers lightly ghosted over his faintly muscled arms, alternating in circles. The slightest touch of her fingers made his hairs, and other things stand up.

She suddenly slipped under the covers and under his shirt, and began playing with the tiny hairs that led a trail behind his boxers. She rubbed his waist gently, unknowingly, and teasingly.

Eli gasped when she scratched gently up his abs, past his sensitive nipple and began massaging his chest. She'd always touch him like this. He didn't know if she was aware of this. But it never mattered to him.

Her hand slid back down to his torso and began to toy with the string of his boxers. Eli clenched his jaw in suspense. He never knew what she'd do next. And it was always so painful. Literally.

She let go of the strings and snuck behind his pants over his boxers. Eli froze up, out of anxiousness. Her palm glazed over his erection back and forth, causing Eli's breathing to pick up. She was the biggest tease ever, and she didn't even know it.

Eventually, she stopped, and simply rested her hand over his stomach, breathing lightly as she slept.

Eli turned around, and smoothly brought his sleeping beauty, to lie on her back. He brought his hand and used his palm to caress her cheek, then switched to his index finger and slid down to her neck. He made it to the middle of her chest, where his favorite birth mark of hers was and circled it, before outlining her perky breast.

He's done this to her before, and knew she liked this. He rubbed a single finger back and forth gently over her shirt clad nipple, which hardened under his somewhat innocent ministration. She began to inhale and exhale softly, causing Eli to harden, yet again.

He watched her lazily squirm in her sleep as he slid his cold hands under her shirt and began rubbing her stomach, drawing hearts over the smooth surface. He dipped his finger into her bellybutton, and he imagined slipping somewhere else. A smirk appeared on his face from his dirty thoughts.

He decided to begin admiring another part of her body. Since she only had a t-shirt on, her legs were revealed with ease. He explored her juicy thighs, squeezing and feeling every inch he could possibly reach.

Her head tossed slowly from side to side, as he tantalized her with his rough, yet gentle hands. He slid in between her warm thighs, and barely spread her legs open. Then he cupped her, and kneaded her lightly over her very drenched? panties.

He was surprised. Whenever he touched her she would never be as wet as she was now. He was suddenly driven away from his thoughts when she lifted her hips up against his palms.

He nervously moved to the hem of her lacy underwear, and rested them there for a few moments before he finally began to wander behind them. He always hesitated; afraid she would wake up, or ever feel uncomfortable.

She was smooth, and clean; while he was excited. His heart rate picked up as he let a finger glide in between her folds. His eyes widened, and he was suddenly cocky. She arched her back hard and gasped. Eli began to circle her nerves agonizingly slow.

Since he wasn't exactly experienced, he thought he might have done something wrong, but the small noises that escaped her once in a while melted his worries away.

Then everything seemed to stop.

She threw her leg over his, and was now on her side along with him. She grasped onto his hair, and breathed heavily, brushing her lips against his cheek.

"Kiss me Eli. Please." He did what he was told. He planted his lips sweetly over hers for the first time, and she moaned into the kiss. She eroded right into him.

His hands were still in her panties, and he added another finger to her clit fondling with the wet flesh. That's when she gasped and Eli unintentionally invaded her mouth. Her tongue, her lips, her heat intoxicated him. He let himself relax, as she pushed is shoulders and he brought her on top.

He removed his hand, and planted them on her waist as she straddled him. Their tongues swirled and wrestled against each other's fiercely. She bit and he sucked. He groaned while she moaned. She leaked while he grew.

The intensity of the kiss soon died down, and they finally parted, uneven breathing was heard. She opened her eyes; her eyes that were embedded with blue lust, pierced into his now jade ones. That's when they felt it, and she realized it. She wanted him. She always has.

"Wow" Eli breathed. "Someone's awake"

"I've been awake the whole time."

He raised his eyebrows, relieved. "So what now?" He asked shyly.

"Now?" She questioned back. She pulled back and lifted the t-shirt over her head, and Eli gawked her, speechless by her actions. She leaned back down against his lips.

"I'm going to make this a memorable night for you. I love you Eli."

Eli could've cried right there. He could've thrown her off and called up Fitz to tell him he was going to be a man. But instead:

"I love you too Clare. I've loved you since the day we became friends. And I will never stop." Eli confessed finally.

Clare kissed him. "Then please don't stop Eli. Love me" She slipped her tongue back into his mouth, sharing the most passionate, intensified kiss. He flipped her over, to forever be hers, and make her his. Ripping away the little clothing she had; she stripping away all his fabric, to feel him completely.

Their already sweaty, bothered bodies pressed against each others. Then with a final look, and a virgin kiss, he stretched, and tore away her innocence. He broke out of his shell, and was finally introduced into real manhood. Love making.

The pain was brutal, she will admit, but with his patience, and sweet words, eventually succumbed her body to feel what was right.

The boiling desire for each other over the years finally unraveled, and they were consumed in the bliss, lost in the heat of the moment. His hips rotated, hers bucked. He kept her beautiful legs spread, and looked down, watching his deep penetration. He fell on one hand and pushed deeper, the same time he sucked her lips in for a kiss. The other hand fell to her sensitive nerves and gently smacked it repeatedly, to impassionate the pleasure.

He felt it coming; his lower belly was drowning in heat, desperate to explode.

"Harder Eli." She demanded, tugging her lips between her teeth.

He growled, and obliged. "Anything you want".

Skin slapped against each other, and their essence steamed the room. He held her hips in a tightening grip, while pounding harder; plunging deeper.

One last thrust and the dynamite ignited, bursting into flames. Her muscles clenched painfully good around his cock, as he spilled uncontrollably. He rocked slowly, until he made his way out, lying next to her, without releasing her.

He planted hot kisses on her neck, while she tangled her finger into his sweaty hair, waiting for their pants to even out, and eventually steady. "This is my favorite sleep over" Eli murmured sweetly, and Clare nodded agreeing.

Their limbs intertwined while their sticky bodies were still intact. "I can never see myself doing this with anyone else but you." Clare said in between kisses.

"You swear?"

"I swear"

Present Day: April 22nd 2011

"Just a few more steps"

"Where are we?" Clare asked.

"Patience Madame." A couple more steps and an opening door. "Voila!"

He removed his hands, as she noticed they were waiting in a line. She looked around taking in her surroundings. She smiled in realization. "Oh my god, Declan! This is beautiful. Wow, look there's the fountain! Can we make a wish after?" She pointed to the magnificent indoor fountain, in the middle of the restaurant.

His perfectly white teeth smiled. "Anything for you Mi'lady" He gave her a chaste peck on the lips.

He brought her to the new expensive restaurant that just opened in town. Of course only Declan would afford it. He had something special planned for the night. He's waited a long time for this. He had recently rented a huge new condo, in a new building complex that was just built.

He and a few other people were the only one's able to afford, and occupy such a roof.

They stood in line chatting about economics, and their future. A topic Clare hated getting into. He was always so pushy, and suggestive. After they reconciled a few months after their breakup, he earned her trust again, and wanted something long term with her. Clare alas isn't ready for any of that.

"So, after dinner, I'm taking you to our new home." He wrapped his arms around her, speaking in a husky tone.

"Declan, we're too young. Besides, we've only been together for nine months." She explained.

"We're not like other couples. Trust me babe, it's all about me and you. And with my endless fortune we can both be unconditionally happy" He gave her another kiss. "Like now. You're looking particularly radiant with my birthday gift to you." He held her hand and gave her a nice whirl, her gorgeous cocktail dress slightly rose. "We're here at this romantic, expensive restaurant. It can't get any better"

Clare simply smiled. Although she knew money doesn't buy happiness, or keep couples together, she could see he was trying, and she respected that. They looked into each other's eyes lovingly, both going in for another kiss.

"Declan?"

"Clare?"

The couple parted, looking behind them too see two old classmates from high school. Clare's eyes focused on him, her heart nearly stopped. It's been exactly one year.

"Eli Goldsworthy and Jane Vaughn, fancy meeting you here." Declan greeted.

Their arms were linked together, showing their obvious romantic link. Eli stared into the baby blue eyes he never forgot about. So many memories flooded back, that he worked so hard on learning how to forget them.

He took a peek at Declan who had his eyes on Jane. He mentally rolled his eyes. He'll never change he thought.

"Next please" A male voice rang, and Declan turned around holding Clare's hand. "Table for two please" He said holding up two fingers.

"I'm sorry sir; the only available table is seated for four people. You'll have to wait another hour for the next couple table."

Clare groaned. "Guess we'll have to find another place to dine"

"Not necessarily. I mean we all know each other, I'm sure Eli and Jane won't mind joining us this evening." Declan looked back waiting.

"Definitely, I don't mind. Do you babe?" Jane asked all too excitedly

Eli shrugged his shoulders, and caught a glimpse of Clare. She smiled shyly.

"Well then, table for four, right this way." The waiter attended them leading them to their table, and awaiting destiny.

Oh Hot Damn. I've had this idea in my head for a long time now. This will only be a two shot, possibly three.

Yes April 22nd is Julia's death date on Degrassi, but NOT in my story.

And, if you guys like, with enough reviews, I can post a mini side story when I'm done with this about Clare and Eli's years in high school, mostly about their sleep over's ;)

But reviews will make that choice and an update of course. Either way, Enjoy!