Hello lovelies, I'm so excited about this story! A lot of you reacted really well to it. Yesterday, I did have writers block on how I was going to progress this story but when I saw the feedback today, I just got so inspired and a brilliant idea popped into my head lol :P I hope you like it.

02: Death Glares and Insulting Songs

Adam's POV

What the hell am I doing! Eli is my best friend! I just…I can't hold back these feelings anymore, it's not fair.

"Clare!" I called out as I saw her by the concession stand. I watched as she turned around with a slight smirk. She looked flustered and her hair was a bit disheveled from the jumping and ducking at the more intense scenes in the movie. I couldn't help but think she looked…un-Saint Clare-ish. "You never asked me what I wanted," I said smugly as I crossed my arms. I hope she doesn't get the double meaning of that sentence.

"Oh yeah, what is it that you want Adam?" she says with mock concern. Clare, you have no idea. I muster up all the courage I have and walk closer to her.

"You," I say simply as I grab the back of her neck and kiss her. I can tell she's shocked as she remains frozen, but I could've sworn she started to kiss me back as I tried to move my mouth with hers. Her lips are amazing soft and taste like…mango? I feel a soft nudge on my stomach and pull back from her.

"Adam…what. in. God's. name. was. that!" she yelled in a whisper. I knew this was going to happen.

"I-I'm sorry. I…" I said as I ran to the bathroom. That went just how I wanted. Just Perfect.

Clare's POV

What.

Just.

Happened.

I stood there frozen like a statue. My thoughts immediately were clouded as I watched Adam run away. Adam…likes me? Adam…kissed me? That can't happen. What about Eli? ELI! What am I supposed to tell Eli! 'It's a beautiful day out, oh and by the way, your best friend tried to make out with me while I was getting gummi bears'? I decide that my appetite has flown out the window and I stalk back to the theatre, angry and confused. Angry, because I have yet another boy situation on my hands and confused, because well…it's…Adam. He's one of my best friends and he is pretty amazing. UGH! I realize that I was walking way too fast as I made my way to the door of the theatre way too soon. I stood there as I fiddled with my hands, contemplating my next move. Maybe I should give him a full blown makeout session to make up for it. But, I just kissed someone else, correction someone else kissed me. It wouldn't seem right. I could ignore him and not talk to prevent what just happened come out like the word 'vomit.' No. Eli would get mad at me and think he did something wrong. You know what? I'm just going to pretend it didn't happen. Yep, sounds like a good plan. I walk into the theatre with that plan in mind and sit uncomfortably by Eli. So much for a good plan.

"Hey, I thought you were getting food," Eli said as he leaned over towards me.

"Um, it was just an excuse to get out of here, I mean that scene was just…crossing the line," I said with a half truth.

"I told you that you could jump in my arms, Clare," he said with a mock pout.

"Hm, true, but the idea of food is way more comforting than that," I say sarcastically.

"Oh really, I would like to prove that theory," Eli retorted as he leans closer…and closer…I can't do this. I screamed when another horrific scene came on including dead bodies and the lewd acts on skulls. Great distraction. Eli simply smirked at me and held me in his arms. I can't help but feel horrible. The movie is at its end when I see Adam walk up.

Adam's POV

I figured I would try to forget this whole ordeal as I walked up the stairs to the back row of the theatre. Dammit, I missed practically the whole movie seeing how the lights turned back on as I reached Eli and Clare…Clare in Eli's arms.

"What's happened, Adam? Was it too much for you to handle?" Eli said sarcastically.

"Yeah, something like that," I say with a "mock" glare. He has no idea.

"Well, I'm starving. You guys wanna head out to the Dot? Kill time," Eli asked

"Sure, I could use something to eat," Clare chimed in quietly as she stared off into space.

"Yeah, me too," I said almost as quiet as Clare.

"Okay?" Eli said as he grabbed Clare's hands and led her down the stairs. Once again, Clare's hand brushes against mine and unlike last time, she flinches.

Eli's POV

What the hell is going on with those two? I know the movie was pretty fucked up but why were they all quiet and shaken? Everything was quiet as we made our way to Morty. This is getting way too uncomfortable. I was about to say something about it, but I decided it would be best if I didn't…for now. I put in my Sex Pistols CD and try to silence the deafening roar of well…silence. I noticed out of my peripheral that Clare was watching the other cars pass by out the window. I checked in the rear view mirror that Adam, who never liked sitting in the back, was sprawled out staring at the blank ceiling. I start to speed a little bit because the faster we get to the Dot, the faster all of this will end.

Clare's POV

dontlookhimintheye.
dontlookhimintheye.
dontlookhimintheye.

Adam's POV

I think I'll give Drew all my Dead Hand CD's. I'll give Eli all of comics. I'll give Clare "Gracie's" clothes and a big ass apology letter. Writing a will is hard…

Eli's POV

We finally make our way to our destination and walk in…in even more uncomfortable silence. I grab my seat next to Clare as Adam sits across from us, toying with the salt shaker.

"Man, what's up with you?" I ask curiously.

Before he can respond, Peter comes up with his pad of paper and a big smile.

"Hey Clare, how are you?" he asks warmly.

"Fine, just fine," she mutters quickly. Peter automatically shoots me a death glare, assuming I did something to her. I quickly shake my head to silently tell him I'm innocent and his eyes soften.

"Uh, what can I get you guys?"

"Burger and a coke," I say.

"Fries and a vanilla milkshake," Clare says with her eyes burning a hole into the table.

"Steak sandwich and tea," Adam says sliding the salt shaker between his hands. Peter leans down and says a very non-Peteresque threat in my ear.

"I didn't do anything!" I yell in a whisper.

"Okay, bro, but if I find out you did…" he whispers back. I give him a glare of my own and he smiles half-heartedly at me. I guess he finally believes me. He finally leaves to get our food.

"Guys, what's up with the mime act?" I say harshly. They both look at each other having a silent conversation with their eyes. I see Adam's eyes dart back and forth between Clare and I and my suspicions start to rise even more. By the time I can voice them, Peter comes back with our food. We all quickly mutter our thanks.

"Nice to know I'm appreciated," Peter says sarcastically as he rolls his eyes. He walks off and we all start to eat. The sounds of eating and drinking are driving me nuts. I try to think of something to break the tension.

"So Adam, what's new in life?" Clare asked breaking the tension for me. But, there was something…condescending about her voice.

"I don't know, Clare, everyday is a new experience," Adam said coldly. What is going on! I've asked that how many times now?

"You know, on the drive here, I was thinking about this song that reminded me of you. It's called CREEP by Radiohead!"

"Yeah, well I thought of a song that reminded me of you called BITCH by Meredith Brooks," Adam fired back.

"Adam!" I say defending Clare.

"Stay out of this!" they both yell as they stand up. I put my hands up, once again, pronouncing my innocence. I've been having to do that a lot lately

"You know, none of this would have happened if we hadn't seen that stupid movie!" Clare yelled.

"No, correction, Clare, this wouldn't have happened had you just stayed your distance!" Adam retorted.

"Oh, so it's my fault!" Clare shrieked.

"No, I'm not saying that but I couldn't stand it anymore!" Adam said as he threw his hands in the air.

"Idiot!"

"Tease!"

"Clare-," I jump in wanting some goddamned answers.

"Adam kissed me," "I kissed Clare," Adam and Clare said at the same time.

"WHAT!"