Chapter 1:
The Perfect Beginning
Claire's POV:
As the movie Paranormal Activity 2 progressed, I buried my head into Cam's rock hard chest. We were encased inside a blanket on his leather couch. Oh how I love scary movies. Even though I'm not really afraid of all this crap, I'd always any opportunity to cuddle with Cam.
"Ahh!" I shrieked, snuggling closer to him and hugging his waist tighter.
"Shhh…don't be afraid, babe." Cam smiled and softly kissed the top of my head. With one hand, he played with my platinum hair, and with the other, he held on to me.
An hour passed just like this. It was truly perfect. We needed no words to express how much we loved each other- the admiring glances, occasional smiles, and tender kisses said it all.
We both wanted this to last forever, so last month he proposed to me.
-flashback-
"Massie do I look okay?" I asked, inspecting myself in the mirror. I was wearing a red strapless studded satin bubble dress. It had a sweetheart bust line and cut off a couple inches above my knees. My platinum blonde hair was curled and I finished the look with mascara, red lipstick, and red peep toe pumps. Most people would say that I look best wearing blue, but I personally think red is better. When I wear blue, my fair skin sticks out like a sore thumb and I look cold and mean. But with red, I look vibrant, warm, and happy. (Or so Massie says.)
"You look ah-mazing! Just one last thing…" Massie reached inside her box of hair supplies and took out a red bow, then placed it in my hair.
"Now you look perfect!" she gushed. "But you could be wearing a potato sack and all the guys would be going crazy for you," she said, rolling her eyes playfully. Massie was one of my two best friends. She was drop-dead gorgeous with lengthy brunette hair and stunning amber eyes. I envied her for her tan skin, but nevertheless, loved her like a sister.
"Thanks!" I replied, turning red. Ding dong.
"That's my cue!" I said quickly to Massie, and then walked out of my room to the front door. After fixing my hair, I opened the door to see an awestruck Cam. His mouth hung open as he checked me out. I rolled my eyes.
"When are you gonna stop staring lover boy?" I grinned jokingly at him, and he flushed a deep red and looked away.
"I'm kidding! You don't look too bad yourself. Happy anniversary baby!" I leaned in to give him a quick peck on the mouth and hugged him tightly. He actually looked more gorgeous than usual with his tux. His face was cleanly shaved, and he smelled heavenly with his Drakkar Noir scent. And those eyes... I could stare into those orbs of blue and green forever.
"You know, you seem to get more beautiful with each day that passes by?" he whispered seductively into my ear.
"Why Cameron, who knew you could be such a sweet talker?" I said, forcefully pulling away from the hug and ruffling his black shaggy hair with my manicured hands. "I hope you're not just saying that to get in my pants?"
With that, his cheeks turned redder, if that was even possible. "Clairebear, you know that's only part of the reason," Cam said while grinning. He picked me up bridal style with his muscular arms and carried me to the limo.
"CAAM!" I yelled while clinging to his neck. "Put me down!" I began swinging my legs frantically.
He set me down gently and opened the door for me while bowing down like a knight. "As you wish. My princess, your limo awaits you." I giggled and smoothed out my dress.
"Why thank you Mr. Fisher, it's a pleasure to be going to dinner with you." I stepped into the limo and made myself comfortable. Cam climbed in and shut the door, then took my hand.
"The pleasure is all mine, Ms. Lyons," he said, kissing my hand while looking intently into my eyes. Before I knew it, his soft lips were covered with my red lipstick, if you know what I mean. The rest of the car ride passed by quickly as we talked about random stuff like puppies, muffins, the Greek gods, and our friends.
"You know Alicia is like so in love with you right?" I said playfully to Cam. "What if she steals you away from me?" Alicia was my beautiful, Spanish best friend. She had silky black hair, a rich tan, and a killer body. Even though she claimed that she didn't like Cam, we all knew that she had a giant crush on him.
"That would never happen. I'm too in love with another girl. She has the most beautiful cerulean eyes, the most rocking body, the kindest heart, and long, platinum blonde hair. What can I say? If only she was in love with me, I'd be the luckiest man in the world," Cam replied dreamily.
"Why you've never told me about her Cam!" I pouted and put a hand over my heart to show him how much it hurt, even though I knew he was talking about me. My cheeks flushed red- I knew I was pretty, but when Cam described me, it was like I was perfect, or like an angel. He sure knew how to charm a girl. Damn him.
"It's you dummy!" he said, leaning in and kissing me tenderly. Soon, the kiss became more heated and lust-filled as he pushed me down onto the seat and climbed on top of me. As he deepened the kiss, I ran my hands through his soft hair. Once we ran out of breath, he pulled away and began kissing and sucking my neck as I moaned in pleasure.
"Ehm. Sorry to break up this little lovefest, but we've arrived at the restaurant," his driver said to us awkwardly.
Embarrassed, I pushed Cam off of me and bit my lip nervously. I tried to act normal as I smoothed my dress, fixed my hair, reapplied lipstick, and checked my makeup in the mirror while Cam watched intently.
"I guess that's why you guys always look so good before you come out of anywhere," Cam said. Aww! My eyes brightened and I instantly smiled at the charming man. "I guess that's also why you guys take so freaking long before you come out of anywhere." My smile turned into a frown.
"Shut up!" I said, punching his arm.
"Hey! That's no way to treat your boyfriend!" he said, faking pain. "That really hurt!"
"Yeah, whatever, let's just go mood killer," I said to him as I pushed my way out of the limo. He hesitantly trailed behind me, obviously trying to think of a way to calm me down because I could be pretty badass when I wanted to.
"Clairebear! Come on let's not do this," he said, wrapping his arms around my neck lovingly. I sighed, and decided that it wasn't worth it to be angry today.
"Fine. But only because it's our anniversary," I said, and turned around to face him. I leaned in closer to kiss him, but at the last moment, I turned my head so he kissed my golden curls.
"Jerk," Cam said, pouting.
"Come on, we're gonna be late!" I said, giggling and taking his large hand into my tiny one as we walked to the restaurant. Once we got seated, I started looking through the fancy menu for something I'd like to eat.
"Good evening, miss. What would you like to eat?" a muscular, young man with curly brown hair and dark brown eyes asked before checking me out.
"Umm…" I started talking, but Cam cut me off.
"Could we have a different server? You know, one that doesn't check out my girlfriend and completely ignores me?" Cam asked with an annoyed tone.
"Cam it's fine," I said quickly, "I'll have the linguine with shrimp and creamy roasted tomatoes, please." Cam eyed me suspiciously. Argh, why does he have to do this with every single guy that talks to me?
"Fine. I'll have the filet mignon with the side of asparagus," Cam said with difficulty. He made it look like he would rather run ten miles than talk to the poor waiter.
"Will do. I'll be sure to tell your other waiter your orders since you don't want me here," he said, looking at Cam. I flashed him an apologetic smile and wished that Cam wasn't so overprotective. He sent me a look that silently said 'I know- it is okay' and walked away.
"Argh! Finally he's gone. Can you believe him?" Cam said, frowning and rolling his eyes.
"Is it my fault I'm so hot?" I said playfully, trying to lighten the mood. His face darkened and his expression was grim. Oops, I must have said something wrong.
"He's just a waiter Cam. Come on, can you stop being jealous for one day? Can't you trust me?" I said, looking desperately into his eyes and taking his rough hands into mine. He sighed, and I could tell that this was really hard for him. After what seemed like an eternity, he answered me.
"I know. I just can't lose you. I love you, Claire. So much." Cam's eyes pleaded for forgiveness and I gave in, kissing his supple lips.
"I love you too," I whispered into his ear truthfully. He seemed to brighten up, and turned my face so I looked directly at him.
"I know I don't deserve you sometimes, but I hope that you can overlook some of my flaws. You're the most amazing girl I've ever met and I really want to be the only man in your life. I can see myself being with you for the rest of my life, and I don't know if I could live without you. So…" he said, pulling out a tiny box from his pocket. My heart fluttered and I could feel my breaths becoming quicker. This was the moment I'd been dreaming about my whole life. He got down on one knee and looked up at me, holding out the ruby ring, "Will you marry me, Claire Lyons? And make me the happiest man in the world?" My mouth fell open as I stared at him in shock.
"Yes! Yes of course!" I said as I jumped on top of him and showered him in kisses. Once we finally got up, he slipped the red ring onto my finger delicately. He remembered that I loved red, I thought lovingly.
-end of flashback-
While I daydreamed about that fateful day, the movie ended. Cam was carefully watching me as I came back to reality.
"What were you thinking about, babe?" he asked.
"I was thinking about how I'm gonna be Claire Fisher in two months," I said dreamily, smiling widely at the thought and glancing at the beautiful ring on my thin finger.
"Good, I'm happy I'm not the only one thinking about that. Dang it, no more random one night stands," he replied, grinning and winking at me.
I pushed myself off of his warm chest. "Cameron! I guess I should be more worried about you with other women," I teased. "I don't know if this is going to work out if you're really going to miss those 'one night stands' you so fondly desire." I turned away from him, trying to act like I was mad when I was really laughing on the inside.
"Baby! You know no woman comes close to you," Cam said, trying to compliment me as he crawled on the couch over to me.
"How would you know? We've never had sex," I turned around and smirked at him. Damn why did he have to look so cute? He ran his hand through his shaggy black hair and looked at me with his green and blue eyes.
"You know you're killing me? We both agreed to finally do it on our wedding day. Isn't that what you wanted?" Cam said. "Unless you want it to happen sooner…" he whispered huskily into my ear, and began kissing my collarbone.
"Cam! Stop it!" I yelled, giggling and dropping onto the carpeted floor. "We're waiting until our wedding day. That is, unless some other prince charming sweeps me off my feet," I joked.
"No, you're mine!" he said, rolling onto the floor next to me. He hugged me, and I shifted my body so I could lie more comfortably in his arms.
"I love you, Cam," I said softly into his shirt.
"I love you too," he replied, kissing my head. Soon, I drifted into sleep, and I could discreetly remember him placing me softly on top of his bed. He came back a couple minutes later in sleep wear, and before I fell back into sleep, he whispered, "Sweet dreams, my love."
A/N: So what do you think?
Yes, this is a really fluffy Clam chapter, but it's showing how happy they were in the beginning, and foreshadows some stuff. (:
Next chapter will include more: Landon, jealousy, misunderstandings, drama, and hurt.
As much as people want this to be a Clam, it probably won't be... (don't give up hope though).
So far, I'm favoring Clarington, (Thanks, Cela Fille) but no promises. In the end, I'll probably ask you guys.
The next chapter might not be out for a while- but keep your imaginations running! (:
Reviews are awesome and they always brighten my day but I have no requirements to review.
Constructive criticism is appreciated too! (:
~PaperPanda
