I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to update, I've just been so busy with school and everything, and Nova. Because, yes, I modeled Clarke's horse after my own, just large. Because my Nova is a tiny little butt. But I love her anyways. But, here's an update for you all!
It had been a few days since Bellamy and I had talked, and we had agreed to go on a date. Today. At 5. And I was totally panicked. I had a few hours, but I kept getting nervous, and I've been trying on clothes for the past hour. He said to dress "nice." What does that even mean? Dress nice? That could either be clean jeans and a nice shirt, a skirt, or a dress. Oh god I can' go if I have to wear a dress! I am too self conscious for that crap! "Lord Jesus Almighty why?" I groaned, face planting into my bed. I heard a soft chuckle from my door and lifted my head to see my dad. "Having troubles?" He smiled at me, and I nodded meekly. "Bellamy told me about the date." He grinned, and I smiled some. "He did?" I muttered, and he nodded. "Yup. Even asked me for permission to actually asked you out. Something tells me though even if I hadn't said yes." He chuckled lightly again, shaking his head. "So what seems to be the problem?" He ruffled up my hair, and I smacked his hand away. "I don't know what to wear.." I groaned, face planting into the bed again. Dad got up, walking to my closet, and digging through the clothes. He through some clothes at me as I sat up, and I blinked at the outfit I was holding. He nodded, and walked out. "And with your boots, it'll look perfect." He grinned, walking out of my bedroom, closing the door behind him. I changed quietly, and stood in front of my full length mirror. I had gotten into a light pink cotton dress that reached my knees, and I pulled on a bleached out denim cropped jacket with the sleeves rolled up to my elbow. I grabbed my newer, cleaner boots and pulled those on, nodding to my reflection. "He was right." I chuckled, and grabbed a hair band from my desk, and started to do a side braid with my hair. I jumped a bit when I heard the doorbell ring. "Clarkey Poo Bellamy is here!" My father bellowed, and I turned pink. He did that on purpose, I could tell because I could here his and Bellamy's laughter from here. I sighed, finishing the braid and started down the stairs. My father was laughing with Bellamy when I got to the bottom of the stairs, but Bellamy's laughter slowly died when he saw me. He straightened, walking over to me quietly, smiling down at me. "You look beautiful.." He whispered, and took my hand. I smiled up at him, and heard the click of a camera. "Dad!" I gasped, turning to face my father. "What? I can't have a memory of my only daughter's first date?" He held a hand over his heart, faking hurt. Bellamy looked down at me, seeming surprised, and amused. "Anyway, you too should go, have a nice time, and be home after midnight!" He ushered us out the door. "Don't you mean before?" I looked up at him, and he grinned. "Nope." He slammed the door, and I jumped back a bit. "Your father is a very wise man.." Bellamy murmured against his hair, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "Come on, let's go." I chuckled, dragging him to his truck. He held the door open for me, smiling as I climbed in. "My lady." He even bowed, making me laugh. I shook my head as he jogged over to the other side of the truck, and climbed in. "Shall we?" He started his truck and smiling over at me. "We shall." I grinned back, and took his hand in my own.
I looked over at Clarke as I parked in front of her house. We had gone out to dinner, then the movies, and then just walked through the park. We shared our secrets, our hopes, our dreams. I smiled some at her sleeping form, her head against the window. "Hey, Clarke.." I nudged her, and she groaned a bit, lifting her head. "Bellamy..?" She murmured, rubbing her eyes as she straightened. "We're home." I chuckled some, and she nodded. She glanced at the clock, and saw it was only 11:30. "It's not 12 yet though." She looked to me, her eyes glinting. "So true." I laughed some, getting out of the truck. I walked over to the other side, holding the door open and offering my hand to her. "Shall we go to my place then?" She smiled, taking me hand as she nodded. I led her to the barn, and held open the door to the loft. She stepped inside, and turned to face me when I closed the door. "Very homey." She gave me a smirk, and I glanced around, seeing the clothes scattered everywhere. "Oh crap, sorry, I should have cleaned this morning.." I walked around the room, grabbing clothes. I stopped, thinking for a moment, before throwing the clothes into a corner. "Jesus, sorry." I smiled a bit, turning to face Clarke, rubbing the back of my neck. "It's fine, really." She smiled, shaking her head as she walked up to me. I smiled down at her, my hands going to her hips. "What would I do without you..?" I murmured as I pulled her towards me, kissing her forehead. "You'd probably die of boredom." She smiled up at me. "You wish." I scoffed, and she feigned hurt, holding a hand over her heart. "You wound me." She made a huge show by falling onto him, pretending to faint. "Alright, if that's how you want to play. " She squealed as I picked her up, and dropped her onto the bed, and she squealed again when I almost fell on her, catching myself at the last minute so I was hovering just above her. "You jerk!" She hit my just, but then gasped and squeaked as I kissed her neck. "Oh god.." She gasped again as I nipped at a soft spot on her neck where her shoulder and neck meet. I trailed my lips up her neck, and silenced her low groan as I kissed her lips. Her hands went through my hair, down my neck and shoulders, and trailed down my back. I moved my hand down, slipping my arm under her back and lifting her up so I could move us back away from the edge of the bed. Her nails dug into my back as I kissed a spot under her ear, and I pulled back and kissed her lips again, and she kissed back with just as much passion, her mouth opening up when I bit her bottom lip lightly. I pulled back with every intention of not letting it go too far, but that was before she gasped out my name..
Alright, there you go. I'll do a filler chapter to tell you everything that happened after that XD And "chuckle" is a very strange word. Why do they call it a "chuckle" Will we ever know?
