Every time I listen to either AFI or Snow Patrol, I think of Eli and Clare. So, I wrote this hot snippet late at night when I couldn't fall asleep. I hope you like it.

IMPORTANT NOTE: I made a huge mistake before on chapter two. Go back and read it! Sorry for my mistake! (It was late, give me a break!)

Also, this takes place after Better Off Alone Part 2.

Anyways, Enjoy!

Oh Clare, what have you gotten yourself into? The thought raced through the auburn haired sophomore as she felt her face get hotter as Eli's lips brushed against her collarbone.

She had been feeling lonely, or bold, or maybe even both, when she invited Eli over to her house after school. Her mother and father were both at work and Clare knew that no guests, especially boys, were allowed inside. A voice warned that this spelled bad news. But she decided to bend the rules.

Just this once. She had convinced herself. The two sat on her couch as a movie played. Eventually though, the movie grew boring to both parties and they opted on choosing to talk instead.

Music. It had been a simple and innocent topic. Eli had started to talk about a band he really liked. She couldn't remember the name at the moment, having been rather…preoccupied. She knew he was talking about two songs in particular he had liked. The first being 'Miss Murder' and the second being 'Prelude 12/21.' She listened as he explained the songs.

The second song had caught her interest. Harmlessly, she had thought, she asked him to sing a verse. He started to protest, but after enough pleading and promising not to laugh on Clare's part, he agreed.

"This is what I brought you this you can keep, this is what I brought you may forget me. I promise you my heart just promise to sing, Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep." His voice had lulled her in, captivated her.

No.

She wasn't expecting him to be this…mesmerizing. His voice was low and melodious. She found herself drawn into those deep pools of jade. And his face was close. So close. When he finished, his lips brushed against hers.

In reality, it was short. But it had felt like forever to Clare. When he pulled away, he looked somewhat distraught.

"Clare, I'm sorry…I-" She had cut him off by grabbing him by the back of his neck and pushing his forward. Their lips collided and Clare couldn't think properly.

His breath was hot and his lips were needy. Insistent. Passionate.

True, they hadn't described each other as more than friends. But anyone could detect their flirtatious comments and across the room stares. With a little spark, her world had caught fire.

His lips pushed against hers, demanding. Clare had never been kissed like this before. It was new for her, but she found herself liking it more and more.

She was the first to pull away, gasping for air. But when she turned to face him, she got lost in his eyes and the two met again for another kiss.

His tongue glided her lip, asking. She allowed him entrance. Being new at this, she let him lead. A low moan erupted from her, surprising even her. But Eli just gave a primitive growl and leaned back. Her legs straddled either side of him as she bent over him. Her fingers tangled in his hair. His hands rested on her shoulder, rubbing them soothingly.

Suddenly, he pulled away and stared at her.

"Clare," He breathed. He stroked her cheek with his thumb. "Wake up." Clare stared up at him, confused. But he faded into blackness.

Clare's eyes snapped open as she stared into her mother's blood-shot eyes. She took in her surroundings. She was in her bedroom, in bed.

"Honey?" Her mother's voice came out muffled. Clare touched her ear, surprised, not to feel her ear, but to feel something blocking her way. She removed the unidentified object to find Eli's headphones wrapped around her ears.

"It's time to get up and get ready for school." Her mother whispered. Clare turned to look at her clock. It was about an hour and a half before school started.

Clare turned back to her mother and nodded slowly, adjusting. Her mother gave her a fleeting smile before walking out of the room.

It was just a dream. She thought with a groan. And it hit her like a truck. She was falling for Eli Goldsworthy. This was going to be a long year.

Let me know what you think. Should there be a part two? Tell me in a review!

~S.S.