Okay, I litteraly have NO idea where this story is going. This could be the last chapter, or I could continue it. Although, I don't think I will, because this plot is not realistic, and I don't want to base a story off of something that would not happen in a million years. I could just do it for fun, though. It's up to you guys: Tell me what you want me to do, and why. If you would like to see more :3 Important note at bottom of page. Enjoy Eli and Clare's cornball moment~~~
Sorry for the short chapter!
Clare
When I woke, I could feel the soft warmth of sunrise through Morty's windows. Eli was behind me, his arms wrapped around me and out legs intertwined. I didn't dare to move, as the fog of bliss from last night hovered over me. Barely peeking through my eye lids, I breathed as softly and quietly as I could, not wanting to wake Eli.
I don't know how long I just layed there, listening to Eli's slow, steady breaths. My mind replayed the previous night, and I felt a slow, steady blush creep up my face, as I recalled every word that was spoken, every moan that had fallen from my lips. That girl last night - was that really me? How could I have acted so...reckless?
"Do you regret it?" Eli spoke softly, his fingertips grazing up my side, tracing invisible patterns up and down my arm. I was surprised to realize that he was awake, and questioned how long he had been. His question startled me for a moment, so I didn't answer him right away, thinking about it.
Did I regret losing my virginity-the purity I had guarded feircely all my life-to a boy I had barely known for a few hours? The answer seemed quite obvious. I had cheated on my boyfriend, lost my purity in the back of a hearse for Christ's sake, and I didn't even know if we were going to talk anymore after I left, which I knew would have to happen eventually.
The word yes should have been point blank obvious in my mind, and should have escaped my lips in a whisper, followed by me grabbing my clothes and trying to find a way home. But that would have been a lie-and I didn't want to leave his side. I knew it was wrong, and irrational, and completely stupid of me to think that Eli wanted any more to do with me. I should have regreted it. I did the stupidist thing any girl has ever done. Made the biggest mistake of the teenage girls of my time.
Was I scared? Yes. Terrified. Did I know what was going to happen now? Not a clue. Did I wonder if life would be completely different now? Did I think it was going to be? Definitely.
But did I regret having sex with Eli Goldsworthy?
"No." My lips trembled, as if trying to stop this word from escaping my lips. "I don't."
"Why?"
"I don't know," I answered. "I know I should. What we did wasn't right under any circumstances. My first time-any girls first time, for that matter-shouldn't happen like this. I knew what I was doing last night. And for the first time in my life, Eli, I didn't care about how anything was supposed to be. It didn't matter."
Eli's arm wound around my side, hand resting gently on my stomach. "And now?"
"I'm scared."
"Why?"
"Because I still have the same feeling."
"Why is that a bad thing?"
"Because I don't know what's going to happen now."
"With us?"
"With everything."
Eli turned me so that I was on my back, before pulling me tightly against him with rough force, our bodies plastered. "This is not supposed to feel so incredibly right, Clare. I'm not supposed to be so intrigued by you-know that I had no intentions of sticking around when I went up to you." I noted that Eli ignored my question, but at the moment I my thoughts were kind fo scattered.
"I do know that," I said, my breathing heavy.
"I thought this would cure my...infatuation with you."
"Infatuation?"
"A crush, if you want to put it that way."
"You mean wanton lust?"
"You know what I mean." A silence followed.
"You had a crush on me?" I smirked, and Eli rolled his eyes.
"Yes."
"Oh. Well...did it work?"
"Did what work?"
"Having sex with me to get over me?"
Eli sighed. "Does it look like it?" His arm tightened around me for emphasis.
My eyes closed involentarily, feeling the warmth that cascaded down my body as I realized, for the first time in my life, that I felt...content. Completely and utterly happy with where I was right now, with Eli's arm around me as our bodies were intertwined and pressed together.
"Eli...I don't know what you expect me to say." I said. "I...I don't want to leave this spot. But, what happens now? Do I go back to my old life? Back to school, where everyone thinks I'm some sort of saint? Back to KC, and his obvious attraction to Jenna? Keep my purity ring, pretending it's not a completely lie?" My voice dimmed to a whisper. "Never talk to you again? Pretend that nothing happened?" I was alarmed by how much of a problem I had with that last part.
Eli didn't respond for several moments, and I waited in agony, hoping he say, ' no, Clare, I can't forget about you.' But my world seemed to fall apart as he finally spoke."I think...I think that would be best."
"Right," I breathed out. I was surprised at how my stomach dropped when he said this, as if I had been expecting anything different.
Suddenly, I felt very exposed, and for some reason, very rejected. I struggled against Eli's arm, which had become like a vice around my body, and he released me quickly, so I could sit up, my back facing him.. "Erm...get dressed. I won't look," he said quietly. I was wondering why it mattered now, but didn't ask him, as I looked for my clothes, and cursed myself for not being able to locate them. This isn't me! my mind screamed at me, frustrating me further. I shouldn't be looking for my clothes in the back of some boy's hearse! Who the hell have I become?
I know I didn't regret it, but why did I suddenly feel so hurt?
I managed to find my bra strewn towards the front of Morty, which was the least of my worries, of course. "I think your dress is still...outside," Eli said quietly, and I looked over my shoulder at him. His eyes were down and looking away, and the only clothing he had on was his boxers and pants, unbuttoned and unbuckled. I flushed, remembering myself being the last one to undo them.
"Oh."
"And um...I think your, er...underwear are somewhere in the front of Morty..." I assumed he was talking about the hearse.
"Oh."
"Yeah." I was bright red at this point. "I can, um...I'll go get your dress." His eyes didn't flick my way once as he moved towards the front of the car, and I thought it was sweet, yet offending at the same time. I mean, what boy wouldn't peek? Maybe...
"Eli." I touched his bare shoulder and he froze.
"Yeah?"
"Why won't you look at me?" The question fell from my lips bluntly, and I truly did want to know the answer. "Don't you want to?"
Silence.
"So it did work, then?" I asked, more quietly this time.
"Let's just...let's get you home, okay?" My fingertips left his shoulder, but I didn't dare respond. He disappeared into the front, and a moment later a shroud of red lace was handed to me. I took them without looking at them, putting them on as Eli got out and ran around to the back, where I hurriedly grabbed my bra and put it on as well. Eli returned a moment later, empty-handed.
"Shit," I breathed.
"I am...so sorry. I can't find it anywhere."
"You don't think someone...?"
"I don't know."
"Great."
"Here, just...wear my shirt for right now."
"Eli, I can't go back to Alli's like that!" I said. "I can't go back to Alli's at all...crap! My phone is at her house and her parents are probably already up...oh god, she doesn't even know where I am!"
"Clare."
What if...what if she got worried and told her parents? Or MY parents? Eli, what am I going to-"
"Clare, clare! Hold on," Eli said, tossing his shirt at me. I slipped it on, about to resume my freak out, but Eli had decided I was covered enough to look at, and his calculating gaze shut me up abruptly.
"What?" I asked shakily, now wishing that his eyes were still avoiding me.
"I'll drive you to my house...I'm sure my mom will have something for you to wear...and hopefully know what the hell we're supposed to do."
I was taken back. "We?"
"Well, I'm not going to just...leave you here," Eli said. "I'd be horrible."
I smiled slightly, and then it fell. "And after that..."
"Let's...cross that bridge when we get to it."
I nodded and we both climbed up to the front, Eli without a shirt and I without any clue as to what that boy was thinking.
Thanks for reading, again, I'm terribly sorry the chapter is so short, I was going to do Eli's POV, but I'll just save that for next chapter (yes, I'm going to add another chapter), because frankly I'm lazy and just wanted to update xD
So, see you then!
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