Knock Knock Knock
"Who is it?" Clarke groaned as she pulled her pillow over her head.
"Who else would it be Clarkey? It's me! You always make me your famous herbal tea to cure my hangovers before I wake up...why aren't you up? You're always up at seven." Raven complained from the other side of the door. Clarke groaned and rolled onto her side to check the time on her cell phone. 1:12pm.
"Let's cuddle, I'm coming in…" Raven said. Clarke mumbled okay, still half asleep and rolled over onto her side. Then, she reached over to the other side of the bed to knock the pillows onto the floor but her hand met something toned. Her eyes instantly snapped open to see Bellamy Blake curled up next to her, half naked in bed.
"Shit…" She mumbled, tossing the blankets over top of him.
"Wait Raven! Don't come in, I'm not dressed!" Clarke shouted.
"We've seen each other naked plenty of times, Clarke! For goodness sakes we live together! Come on, I want to cuddle with my best friend." She begged from the other side of the door. Bellamy started to wake up, groaning at the sound of Raven's voice.
"Shhhh!" Clarke whispered to him, he grunted in response.
"Clarke why are you acting so weird today...I'm coming in." Raven persisted. Clarke turned to Bellamy and shook him awake. His eyes flew open and for a split second, she could tell he was extremely confused as to where he was.
"Go hide in my closet….NOW!" She whisper yelled. Bellamy did the best he could to get out of bed quickly but he was still half asleep.
Clarke watched him as he slowly trudged through her bathroom and into the closet, shutting the door quietly behind him. Clarke sighed in relief, but then caught sight of his clothes on the floor out of the corner of her eye. "Dammit!" She muttered. She crawled across the bed knocking her father's watch off of the nightstand but she didn't have the time to pick it up. She had to really stretch but eventually she was able to grab them and throw them under the bed just in time for Raven to come bursting through the door.
"I don't think you could even fathom how crazy of a night I had." Raven exclaimed as she entered the room. Little did Raven know, Clarke's night probably topped hers by a longshot. The brunette jumped on the bed next to Clarke and smiled. Then, her gaze traveled down to Clarke's ankle.
"What happened?" Raven asked, concerned. Clarke tried to fabricate a story to tell her friend.
"It was stupid, last night I thought it would be cool to dress up since you guys were making fun of my clothes, so I threw on a pair of heels, one of your dresses, and some makeup and walked around the apartment. Since I don't ever wear heels, I tripped and fell. I sprained my ankle, but it's okay, my mom came over and took care of it for me. It really pays to have a doctor as a mom." Clarke lied. Raven instantly bought the story and proceeded to tell Clarke how sorry she was that she couldn't have been there for her.
"So how was your night?" Clarke changed the subject. Raven seemed giddy to brag about how wild her night of partying was.
"Well, we arrived at Mecca and were able to sneak into this side door before the party started. It was so cool, but we only lasted in there for like fifteen minutes before security found us and kicked us out. Luckily they let us off with a warning. It sucked though because we didn't get to see Bellamy Blake. Did you know there were rumors going around that he was there, but no one got a picture to prove it so I guess we will never know." Raven said.
"That's great!" Clarke exclaimed. Raven gave her a quizzical look.
"Uh...I mean...That sucks, I know how much you've been dying to meet Bellamy." Clarke stuttered.
Raven sighed, "Ugh, yeah. He's so dreamy...I'd just love to see that gorgeous tan face in person." She fantasized. Clarke chuckled to herself. Little did she know there was only a door separating her from Bellamy.
"Gosh you just don't understand how perfect he is!" Raven added.
"He's not perfect Raven, no one is perfect. He's just a person...an annoying one too." Clarke replied. Raven rolled over and scoffed.
"Maybe if you got to know him you'd think differently!" Raven retorted. Clarke laughed.
"What, get to know him by stalking him on social media like you do? No thank you." Clarke said. Raven gasped and hit Clarke with a pillow. The friends laid next to each other until Raven's phone buzzed. Clarke could see the caller ID that it was Harper.
"Well Clarkey I'm going to go out for breakfast with Harper, you're welcome to join." Raven said.
"Nah, my ankle hurts. I'm going to stay home." She replied.
Raven groaned, "Ugh you're so boring."
Clarke rolled her eyes and shooed Raven out. She waited until she heard the front door lock to tell Bellamy to come back out.
"You can come out now." She said. He slowly opened the closet door and stepped out. He looked extremely frazzled. His curly black hair was sticking up in all different directions, he had dark circles under his eyes, and he had some dried drool on the side of his face. He squinted his eyes at the light shining through Clarke's window and then he slowly made his way back over to Clarke's bed to lay down.
"So when are you leaving?" Clarke asked him. Bellamy looked slightly offended.
"Uh...I don't know actually. I already missed a meeting that was planned downtown…" He said, scratching his head. Then, he reached under the bed and fished out his cell phone from his pocket.
"Hold I, I've gotta call my sister. She's been trying to reach me all morning." He said. Clarke rolled her eyes and laid back down on the bed.
"Hey O… I know I know I should have told you I wasn't going to be home...Look I'm fine I swear I just crashed at a friend's house last night...I'll be home soon I promise. Can you come get me? Sweet I'll text you the address." He said and then hung up.
"No, she is not coming here." Clarke snapped.
"Clarke, you want me out of here so bad, that's how I'm getting home. She's my sister, we can trust her." Bellamy fought back.
"I saw what happened when she arrived at that party last night. I don't want any of those reporters coming to my house. I don't need to give my landlord a reason to kick me out." Clarke yelled back. Bellamy hopped out of the bed and threw on the clothes he wore the night before.
"Well what do you want me to do princess? You ask me to leave and I can't do that right...I try to stay and you don't want that. Give me an answer for fuck's sake! Nothing ever pleases you!" He screamed. Clarke felt a little hurt by his response but instantly regained her composure.
"I don't care where you go or what you do I just want you out of here so I can go back to my life!" She shouted. Bellamy gulped and nodded, scooping up the rest of his things from the floor and heading for the front door. Clarke watched in silence as he stomped out of the apartment, slamming the door.
Bellamy stormed out the door, slamming it as loud as he possible could to send her a message. How dare she insult him and kick him out? He's Bellamy Fucking Blake!
Bellamy threw his hat, sunglasses and hood on and headed straight for the elevator. It shook on the way down, heightening Bellamy's nerves. Once he reached the ground level and finally made it outside, he turned one last time to glance at the building. He mentally counted floors to look for Clarke's room. When his eyes landed on it, he saw her standing against the window, leaning on her crutches. Once they locked eyes, she turned away and closed the blinds. He bit his lower lip and turned around.
Why should I care if some random girl on fifth avenue hates me? He asked himself. Just then, he pulled out his cell phone and texted his sister.
To Octavia:
1:54pm
Getting a cab. See you in 45mins.
From Octavia:
1:55pm
Ok see you soon! xoxo
After reading her response, reached his hand out, calling for a cab. When he got in, he told the driver to take him to the marketplace just outside of neighborhood. He still had to be careful not to let the driver recognize him and quietly at in the back for the duration of the drive.
When he got closer to the marketplace, he texted his sister again to send Fox to pick him up. The paparazzi wouldn't be looking for Fox. While Fox was picking him up, Octavia would be creating a distraction by going out shopping.
When he arrived at the outdoor marketplace, he instantly locked eyes with Fox and ran to her car. Luckily, Octavia's plan had worked and the paparazzi were distracted. Fox let him in the back seat of her sedan and covered him with blankets and shopping bags.
"Comfy?" She asked jokingly. Bellamy grunted and tried to adjust himself underneath all of her items. "Pulling in the driveway now." She said a few minutes later. Bellamy sighed as relief washed over him. He managed to be out all night without having one picture of him taken. After Fox dropped him off in the garage, Bellamy made his way into the large, empty mansion. He set this things on the kitchen counter and then went up the stairs to his room. He collapsed on his bed and stared at the ceiling with only one thing on his mind…
Clarke
Clarke wasn't like the girls he usually pursued. She was smart, down to earth, funny, honest, compassionate, and real. She had a way of opening him up and forcing him to look inside himself and recognize who he really is, not who he has to be for everyone else. All it took was one night with this mysterious girl for him to start second guessing his entire career. Was he really an asshole? Was she right to hate him? Why couldn't he charm her into liking him like he can with anyone else?
Bellamy pursed his lips and rubbed his eyes. He was exhausted from the night before. He barely slept at Clarke's, not because he was uncomfortable, but because he was lost in thought. He didn't understand why she treated him differently than everyone else, he felt terrible about the person he has become, and he was blown away by the fact that he didn't try to put any moves on this girl. He had the ability to charm any girl into sleeping with him, but with Clarke, he didn't want to do that. Not because he didn't find her physically attractive, actually her beauty was one of the first things he noticed about her, but because she was pure and special. He'd never admit it to anyone, but he didn't feel worthy of someone like her.
Bellamy pulled out his phone and scrolled through his twitter feed, trying to find something that would distract him from thinking about Clarke. It was no use, she was just some girl he accidentally ran into and now she was out of his life.
As much as his mind told him not to, his heart couldn't resist searching for her online. When he typed her name in the search bar, a beautiful picture of her was the first result. She was in a lab coat, in a foreign country, helping a young girl with a wound on her forearm. Bellamy smiled and set his phone aside. He'd do anything to see her again…
He sat up and looked at the time, it was almost two o'clock and he had to be ready for a conference call about the movie deal in thirty minutes. He sat up, and removed his hoodie, but when he did, he noticed something shiny sticking out from the front pocket. Bellamy bent down and pulled out a silver watch. The name Jake Griffin was engraved on the back. He knew it had to be Clarke's that he grabbed by mistake.
Clarke Griffin
Bellamy picked up his phone and dialed Kane. When he didn't answer, he left a message saying that he would be missing the conference call. He had to find Clarke again.
A/N: I've been getting a lot of questions asking if this is based off of Starstruck (The Disney Movie) and it absolutely is. Starstruck is one of my favorite movies and I wanted to make a version of it but with Bellarke, because I love Bellarke as well. I'm basically just putting my own twist on the movie and the characters from the 100. I didn't want to make this a crossover because it really doesn't have any of the characters from the movie. If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it. The movie is PG but my story is rated Teen because my content is way more mature than what a disney movie would put it. However, expect the unexpected because this story is going to take some turns that are far from the movie. I really hope you like this story and please continue to leave reviews I appreciate them all.