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Eli laughed, lightening the situation.
"Well, uh, what do you want us to be?" Eli asked. Clare chewed her lip and shrugged. Eli got off of her, sitting down.
"I like you. Alot. But if you aren't ready or something.." Clare rambled. Eli put a hand up.
"That's not it. I just, I guess I don't want to hurt you." he said, frowning. Clare cupped his cheek in her hand.
"You shouldn't worry about that. I trust you." Clare soothed, leaning in. Eli backed up.
"But what if I lose control? What if I did hurt you? I couldn't live with myself." Eli panicked. Clare gripped his shoulders ever so lightly.
"Trust me, Eli, I doubt we have to worry about that, and if we do, then we'll uh, we'll take precautions." Clare calmed. Eli looked to her.
"Did you plan that out?" he said, laughing lightly. Clare shook her head, laughing. She kissed his cheek, earning a smile from him. She sat onto his lap.
"So do this mean we're-" she started, waiting for him to finish. He entwined their fingers.
"Dating? I hope so." he finished, kissing her neck playfully. He gasped.
"What?' Clare asked. He leaned over to her.
"You're my girlfriend, and I barely know anything about you! Truth?" Eli suggested.
"What's Truth?" Clare asked. Eli sighed.
"Self-explanatory. I ask a question, and you have to answer it. Honestly." he emphasized the last part. Clare smiled, and agreed.
"Okay, name every person you've ever kissed." Eli said. Clare blushed a deep scarlet.
"Clearly you, K.C, Wesley, and uh, Declan." Clare listed anxiously. Eli frowned.
"Well, I have no idea who any of those people are, so how did it happen?" Eli asked, squeezing her hand.
"K.C was my boyfriend, I kissed Wesley during Seven Minutes in Heaven, and I might have kissed Declan's neck, but by accident." Clare bit her nail waiting for a reaction. Eli said nothing, just barked out into laughter. Clare slapped him lightly.
"As much as I'd love to sit here and be humiliated, I have to go, my mom's gonna be home soon." Clare said with a gloomy tone. Eli pouted.
"Can I walk you home?" Eli offered. Clare nodded, taking his hand and putting it around her waist. He smiled, taking his house key so he wouldn't lock himself out.
"Okay, awkward question here, referring to Twilight." Clare asked. Eli rolled his eyes.
"No, we are not man handlers when we have sex, and there would not be weird babies. Unlike Edward, you wouldn't get like, I don't know, a bruise or a broken leg." Eli said flatly. Clare blushed.
"That's not the question I had! I was gonna ask if you all had different powers, or whatever?" Clare asked. Eli chuckled.
"Oh, that? Only some of us can do stuff, and it's either fly or read minds. Guess I got the luck of the draw." Eli said proudly. He stopped walking, and Clare arched an eyebrow.
"Your house is here." Eli informed, pointing an index finger at her house. Clare looked up, not noticing that her house key poked at her palm, breaking skin.
"Crap!" Clare muttered, looking for Eli's reaction. His nose crinkled, before he covered his nose and ran.
Clare unlocked her door quickly, calling Eli. After three dial tones, he answered.
"What?" he hissed.
"I'm so sorry, Eli." Clare said calmly. He scoffed.
"For what? It's only human nature! Not your fault." he said harshly.
"Eli, calm down, nobody got hurt." Clare soothed unsuccessfully.
"I can't calm down! I could have hurt you, Clare, you'd be dead!" he cried loudly.
"You said yourself, people don't die when you um...'lose control'." Clare said. Eli laughed lightly, almost incredibly.
"You're making too small of a deal of this. I'll see you later." Eli said, hanging up.
He flung shirts into a duffel bag, spilling occasional tears. His sister knocked on the door.
"Eli, what are you doing?" she said gently, sitting on his bed. He cupped his chin.
"Clare cut herself on her house key before. I almost lost it. I have to go." Eli explained.
"What about Clare?" she asked. Eli looked up with accusing eyes.
"She'll be better off." he said, running out of his room, out to his taxi, and off to the world.
In the airplane, he couldn't help but feel bad about lying to Clare.
He would most definitely not be seeing her later.
Ehhh, this is short. I'll start my new chapter now.