Watching Degrassi Goes Hollywood as I write this. Winning.
Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, Stephen Stohn does. If I did, Crellie would have been endgame, Adam would find a lovely girl, and Vince would seriously just go die. I'm serious.
Weeeeelllllll, ECLARE TIME :)
Clare POV
When the last bell rang, I sprang out of my desk in physics as fast as I could so I could get to my locker and meet Eli before any teachers, especially Ms. Dawes, caught me. I got to my locker and started pouring things into my bag. Once I was done, I slammed my locker shut and started to calmly walk out of the building. Right when I stepped outside, my phone buzzed in my back pocket. I pulled my phone out and read the text on my phone: "Clare, I'm meeting up with your mother. It might take me a couple more days to get home. I came up to the school to get your car because it is a lot better on the road than my old truck, so you will either have to walk home or find a ride. Love you. - Dad"
My hands started to shake, and I almost dropped my phone. I had to do something that would get him back and away from my mother. I had to do something so he would see how messed up I really am.
I couldn't think straight as I made my way to Eli's hearse. I couldn't even think of how intresting I thought it was. It was all a blur. I had to do something to get my father away from that blood-sucking bitch.
"Hey!" I heard Eli shout at me. I looked up, and he was across the parking lot from me, about fifteen feet away, leaning on the back of his hearse. An idea sparked in my head about what I could do to get my dad back. Eli gave me a smile as I neared him.
"What do you want to do with our free time?" He asked me with a smirk, pushing himself away from the hearse with his back foot. I smiled at him, taking a step closer. His arms started to wrap their way around my waist, but I pushed him away from me, and he hit the hearse. He looked at me with a confused look, but I put my hands firmly on his shoulders and planted my lips on his. He kissed me back for a second, but then put his big, strong hands on my hips, pulling me back slightly.
"What the fuck is going on?" He mumbled as I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his soft black hair, forcing my lips back on his.
"Just kiss me," I said against his lips, prying them open with my tongue. He let out a soft moan as I ran my tongue over his perfect teeth. His arms wrapped themselves around my waist as he did what he was told, holding me so tight that if I moved, his hold would bruise. He let go of me with one arm, reached behind him and opened the back door to his hearse, laying down in the back and pulling me down on top of him without breaking our kiss. His arms found their way around my waist, and he pulled me into him tightly, making my back arch against him. He moved me so I would straddle his hips, and my skirt slid up a bit. He must have noticed, because I could feel his stupid smirk on my lips.
I untucked his shirt from his pants and pulled it over his head, revealing his toned shoulders, chest and stomach. He pulled me back to him and kissed me hungerly with a low growl in the back of his throat as I played with the belt on his pants. There wasn't a lot of room in the back of the hearse, but it did give us enough room to stretch out, which was very needed right now. He started to unbutton the buttons of my polo. Once he was done, he tried to pull my shirt over my head, but I swatted his hands away, signaling that he didn't have to do anything.
Eli's strong hands ran from my shoulders, down over my butt to my thighs, and back to my waist, repeating the pattern over and over again. I moved to straddle his waist, and he let out a moan as I moved against him. I smiled down at him before I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him again.
Eli's hands started to creep up my skirt, and my heart jolted, but I tried to keep going. His hands went higher and higher. A finger latched on to the waist band of my thong, and a red siren went off in my head. I couldn't do this. I couldn't bring this boy I barley knew into my past full of violence and darkness. Even if this kind of stuff was his thing, I still couldn't to that to him.
I sat up, still staddling his hips, and put a hand on my forehead, breathing heavily. I looked down at him, and he was looking up at me, question and confusion in his beautiful green eyes as his muscular chest rose and fell with every heavy breath he took.
"I'm-I'm sorry. We... we shouldn't have done that," I said, rambling. He just looked to the side and scoffed.
"So, you practically jump my bones in the school parking lot, but then you stop us making out right when I grab your thong?" He asked, looking back up at me with one of his eyebrows raised.
"I was not trying to have sex with you, Eli Goldsworthy." I said, rolling my eyes as I rolled off of him.
"Whatever you say, Clare Edwards." He said as he started to put his school polo back on. I buttoned back up my polo, and fixed my skirt, which was at my waist right now, showing off my bright red thong. I was sure Eli could see it, and when he reached over and pulled on the waistband, my thoughts were confirmed.
"You know... your thong would have made a great addition to my collection. I only have one other red one," Eli said with a snarky smirk, and I just raised an eyebrow, my stomach churning. Even though I just met Eli, I still felt jealous. Very jealous. "If you wanted to, of course," He finished with a huge grin, and it was just then I realized how perfect his was. All I could do was let out a little girly giggle and slap his arm lightly.
"Hey!" He said, grabbing my hand. I was taken off gaurd when he grabbed it, so a bolt of terror flew through my body. I let out a little yelp, and I was sure that my hands were shaking.
"You're doing it again," He sighed, lightly intertwining our fingers, and then squeezing my hand. When the shaking wouldn't stop, he put his other hand on top of ours, so my hand was in between his. After a couple of minutes, the shaking slowed, and he let go of my hand, much to my dismay. We both sat there in silence for a minute, unsure of what to say. He didn't want to scare me even more, and I didn't want to do anything to scare him off.
"Can you take me home?" I asked in a quiet voice, after what felt like an eternity. He nodded as he kept his eyes down, and started to crawl his way back to the front of his car. I followed after him and plopped myself in the passenger seat right next to him.
"You know, I've never been in a hearse."
Eli POV
"You know, I've never been in a hearse," Clare pointed out, looking around the front of my car, Morty.
"Does it scare you?" I asked her with a slight smirk as I put my key in the ignition and started the car. She just kept looking around.
"It's not the only thing that scares me in here," She said quietly. I looked at her curiously, but she kept her eyes trained to the front. With a sigh, I started to back out of the parking lot and started to drive onto the street.
"Where do you live?" I asked her, nudging her slightly with my elbow. She jumped a little at my touch, but she quickly calmed herself.
"Just around the corner. It's the house on the left of DeGrassi Street." She said, pointing out the directions.
After a couple of minutes, I pulled into the driveway of her house.
"Here you are," I said awkwardly. I never took a girl home before. She would usually call a cab if she had money, or just walk home if she didn't.
"Thanks," She said as she started to get out of the car. I didn't want this to be the end. I barley knew Clare, but I know her type. One of my ex-girlfriends was exactly like her. She's a beautiful, cocky, snarky and clever girl who flirts and teases, and then tosses you out like you're nothing. I didn't want to give Clare the chance. I actually wanted to get to know her before I get tossed away.
"Clare, wait!" I yelled out of the window. She was at her front door, about to open it, but she turned around at the sound of my voice. She walked towards the car, leaned down, and put her hands on the rolled down window.
"Yes?" She asked with one eyebrow raised.
"Wanna go to a club with me tonight around eleven? I have a fake ID, so I can get you in." I said with a wink. She just let out a tiny laugh as she started to dig through her purse. She pulled out a small card and showed the front of it to me.
"So do I, pretty boy," I said as she put her fake ID back in her bag. She kissed me quickly on the lips before she turned around and started to walk towards her door. When she unlocked it, she turned back around to face me.
"See you at eleven," She said with a wink before she slipped inside her house.
Eli POV
I arrived at Clare's house at exactly eleven o'clock. We didn't care that we were going out way past curfew. I honked the horn twice, not caring if I woke up the people who lived next door. A couple minutes later, the Edwards' front door opened, and out stepped Clare. Just one look at her made my pants feel tighter.
She had on the shortest, tightest black dress possible that was so low cut, her breasts were almost spilling out of the front, and her whole back was bare, thanks to the full open back on the back of the dress. She had on red, sparkly stilettos and bright red lipstick. She was the most hottest girl I have ever seen.
"Hey sexy," I said with a wink and a smirk as she slid into the passenger seat of Morty. She rolled her beautiful, ice blue eyes at me as she buckled her seatbelt.
"Hey," She said with a smirk of her own as she grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me on my cheek. Once she pulled away, my eyes immediantly flew to the rear view mirror, and I saw myself, sporting the mark of bright red, full lips on my cheek.
"What's this for?" I asked her as I started to back out of her driveway. In all honesty, I didn't really care.
"To prove to all the hoes there that you're mine," She said with a wink, and I just laughed.
About thirty minutes later, we were in some random techno club downtown with our fake IDs, sitting at the bar.
"Hit me again!" Clare yelled at the bartender. He just nodded and gave her another beer bottle, her fourth one so far. I barley even drank half of one; I wasn't much of a drinker. There was no way around the fact that she was fucked up. She couldn't even stand up without my help.
"Let's go dance, Eli!" She said, slurring her words a bit as she grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the dance floor. I just smirked at her as I let her drag me. Drunk Clare was a Fun Clare.
Right when we started moving to the beat of some random rap song I've never heard before with a strong bass in it, Clare immediantly turned her back on me, pressed herself against me, and started to grind like there was no tomorrow, causing my pants to get even tighter than they already were all night.
"Clare!" I said in her ear with a hint of a moan in the back of my throat as my hands involuntary flew to her tiny hips. She bent over and pressed her ass against my already hardened erection, making me moan for real this time. She turned herself around to face me, a smile on her face and her eyes blank, due to the fact of her being drunk. She looped one long, lean leg around my waist as the other stayed firmly on the ground, and she started to grind on me, moving herself up and down. I had to bite my lip to keep from letting out a growl. She flung an arm around my shoulders and leaned her mouth in towards my ear, still grinding on me.
"Kiss me, Eli," She whispered in a slow, sexy voice. And I followed her every direction.
I planted one hand on her firm ass while the other went to her cheek as I pressed my lips to hers. She started to grind on me even harder as she softly bit my bottom lip, making me weak in the knees as I let out a loud moan that people around us were sure to hear. If Eli Goldsworthy had a weakness, it would be lip biting. And somehow, I bet Clare knew that.
She dove her tongue into my mouth, exploring my own. I didn't care if she tasted like alcohol. The farthest thing from my mind was Clare being drunk. All I cared about was figuring out a way to get this girl in my bed.
"Maybe we should get out of here," I whispered in her ear as best I could over the music. She just unhooked her leg from me, but kept both of her hands around my neck.
"But we just got here!" She whined, drunk out of her mind. People turned and started to stare. Getting in trouble with the police is no new thing to me, but it would damage my bad boy image if I got checked and busted for a fake ID. If I got busted, that would make me a wannabee. And I was far from a wannabee.
"Clare, I have something special planned for us." I said as I grabbed her hand and started to drag her towards the door.
"Ooooh, a surprise! I love surprises!" She shouted, trying to follow after me. I turned around just in time to catch her from getting a facial from the dance floor.
"How about I carry you, Clare?" I asked her, already picking her up fireman style.
"Okay, Eli," She said, giggling as I carried her out of the club. She started to unbutton my black button down I wore, and every time new skin would show, she would kiss it.
"Not here, Clare," I said firmly, fighting off my hormones as I opened the passenger door to Morty. I threw Clare in, walked around to the other side, and got in.
"Live dangerously, Eli. Have you ever had sex in the back of a hearse?" She asked me, moving herself so she could straddle my waist. She started to move her body against mine again, and I could barley get a full sentence out.
"Just... Just l-let me get you h-home, Clare," I managed to get out, softly shoving her off me. I put her back in the passenger seat, but she just leaned over and started to kiss and suck on my neck. "If you make me get in a wreck, it's your fault," I said, starting the car. After a couple of minutes of driving, we got to her house.
"No no no! I want to go with you!" She shouted once she saw her house. "My daddy isn't home. I need to stay with you!" She shouted. I just nodded and drove to my house, which wasn't too far from hers.
"Can we have sex?" She asked bluntly as I turned Morty's engine off and got out of the hearse, starting to walk towards my front door. Clare stumbled after me, every once and a while tripping herself, but not enough to fall down.
"Maybe." I said as I unlocked the door to my house. She just giggled behind me. Once the door was opened, I turned to her. "You have to be very quiet until we get to my room. Both my mom and my little brother are sleeping, and they can't know you're here."
"Aye aye, captain!" She said, already following me quietly into the house. We tip-toed up the stairs and all the way down the hall until we reached my room. I unlocked my door and opened it, revealing my all black and red room. Clare grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bed, making me sit down with her. Her lips immediantly attacked mine with a crooked smirk. I kissed her back, and slowly lowered her onto the bed.
That's NOT the end of the Eclare moment! The next chapter is what happens on his bed.
Coming up: Clare has a meltdown, Eli goes crazy, and maybe some Eclare sexy time? :)
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