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Clare's POV
I put the last item in the last box of my stuff. I sighed and closed the lid to tape it up. I'm not exactly looking forward to tonight and the rest of the next semester but I have no way out of it.
"Clare, are you ready yet?" Eli asked me. I glared at him because all he has been doing for the past hour, while I have been packing, is lying on my bed watching me. He doesn't get to do that! He has no right.
"Take that back! You didn't even help!" I exclaimed. He smirked and said,
"It is your stuff! Why would I?"
"I was going to help you pack your stuff up." I told him. We went to my dorm first so we could pack it all up then we are going to take it to our new place then we would go to his dorm and repeat the process. But Eli didn't help me pack and I was going to help him pack. That just doesn't sound fair, now does it?
"I don't need your girlish help. Besides, I don't want your nasty hands all over my things. You could infect them." I gasped at his words. It's not like I should really be surprised but still some of the things he says to me kind of hurts. Even though I know it shouldn't it does.
"Well, you kissed me." I shot back.
"Correction, you kissed me and I had to go with it. But the kiss was most definitely against my will." He corrected. I groaned frustrated and he laughed at me. I guess my frustration amuses him? Why, am I not surprised? Oh yeah, because he hates me!
"Fine." I grumbled. "I'm done so help me move the boxes over there." I told him. There were four boxes in total. I knew he could carry two at a time but I knew I couldn't. I guess we would have to make two trips no matter what considering all of our friends are busy. I sighed.
"Alright. We can each take two then since there is four." He explained. I looked at him like he had gone insane.
"Excuse me?" I questioned. He looked at me with an odd expression.
"Well, it seems to me that that is the most logical seeing that there are four boxes and two of us." He added. I shook my head at him.
"No, I understand that." I said.
"Then what could possibly be your problem?" He asked me irritated. I stuck my tongue out at him. "Stop doing that. If you do it again there will be consequences." He told me. I rolled my eyes internally. You see, normally I would do it again to prove a point but I saw the solid determination in his eyes and something told me that I just shouldn't do it. So, I didn't.
"I can't carry two. Are you insane?" I responded to his first question while ignoring his statement.
"Oh right, you are too girlish and weak for that. I forgot." He mocked while rolling his eyes and smirking. "I guess I'll just have to carry three, princess." He said.
"Don't call me princess. I don't even act like one!" I spat. He rolled his eyes and went to carry three boxes but I stopped him. "Stop!"
"What is it, princess?" He asked using that stupid useless nickname. I growled.
"Don't call me that! And I'll take two. I don't want you dropping it because you took too much then you could handle." I explained which very much the truth was. I had some things that I want to really keep because they're special. I wouldn't want him to take that away.
"Okay, but it could happen to you too. Because you are taking too much then you could handle." He shot back. I rolled my eyes and stacked the two boxes on top of each other.
"I will be fine. Don't worry about me just worry about yourself." I said while picking up the two boxes. They were a lot heavier then I had expected but I could manage.
"Are you okay?" I heard Eli ask.
"You actually are caring about me?" I asked quite shocked.
"Nope, not at all. I just don't want you to fall and then say that it was my fault to everyone." He replied. I somehow got my eyes to roll even though these boxes were super heavy.
"I won't. Hey, Eli? How am I supposed to see?" I asked staying still because all I could see was a box right in front of my face. I heard him chuckle before gently walking around me. I couldn't see him but I did feel him when he brushed up against me. I took note that he was very cold.
"You're cold?" I stated more like a question.
"A little." He replied simply.
"I'm sorry." I told him. He shrugged.
"Eh, don't worry about it." I felt him right behind me breathing down my neck. My breathing became ragged. I have never had a boy this close to me like that before.
"Um, is everything okay?" I asked him breathlessly.
"Yep, just getting the other box. You sure you okay?" He repeated.
"Positive." I replied. I smiled a bit. I have a feeling that he actually does care if I'm hurt. I think he might be lying to me, it's not like it is the first time.
"Okay, I'm going to go in front of you because you can't see. So I'll tell you when obstacles are ahead." He explained.
"I'd appreciate it." I responded starting to walk forward.
"Okay, just go straight you are fine with the door." I followed his instructions and got through the door effortlessly. This is easy! "We are going down the stairs. Be careful." Crap, I forgot about the stairs. Just my luck, I tripped.
"Eli." I shrieked. I have no idea how in the world he set down the boxes and caught me. I fell right into him. My face was pressed against his chest and I have never felt safer with him.
"Are you okay, Clare? Are you hurt?" He asked sweetly. I looked up at him with a mix of a devious smirk and happy smile on my face.
"You lied." I told him softly.
"Lied about what?" He questioned with his eyebrows raised.
"You lied about not caring about if I was unwell." I said while pushing myself off of him. His cheeks became a slight red color. I gasped and this time it wasn't because I was mad about what he said.
"Well, I-I mean-n it isn't-t right to not care if someone isn't well." He stuttered, his cheeks were still a pink color.
"Thank you. Even though we aren't exactly friends that means a lot." I said sincerely. He smiled back at me.
"So, do you want to make two trips or try again?" He asked me.
"How about you carry all of them down the stairs and then I can take two again." I suggested.
"Sounds perfect." He agreed. I sighed content. For the first time with being with Eli I actually am not angry. I like this feeling. I like it a lot.
Eli's POV
I can't believe I just did that! Why did I let my guard down and told her that I care if she was hurt. I groaned out loud which wasn't supposed to happen. Great. I heard a giggle.
"What are you giggling about?" I asked slightly annoyed.
"Don't worry, Eli, I won't tell anyone what you said." She giggled some more. Okay, that is annoying.
"You better not or I'll be forced to do something terrible to you." I said returning to the way I normally acted around her. I finally got all of the boxes downstairs so we picked up the boxes and started walking again.
"We're back to that again?" She asked me.
"Clare, nothing has changed. It is just like you caring if I'm well but you still hate me. I'm the same way." I started.
"True but-" I cut her off a bit rudely.
"The only difference now is that you know I care. I'm still me and you, you are still you. So, can we stop pretending that we actually get along and get back to real life?" I knew I was being beyond rude and it wasn't exactly fair for her but I had to somehow get her to realize that I still hate her. Yes, I could have done it in a nicer way but hey, I got my point across clearly. I heard a loud crash so I turned around to see that Clare had dropped her boxes and was staring at me.
"We are in reality. When you caught me on the stairs or when you ran out to the patio you and I were in reality. Whether you like it or not or even whether you realize it or not, we can be civil towards each other. It isn't hate all the time." She started.
"I know but." I trailed off not really knowing how to put this. She gasped as realization took over her.
"You want it to be hate all the time?" She asked. I hesitantly nodded. "Well, then you got your wish, Goldsworthy." I sighed. That isn't what I meant. I don't even know what I meant. She got her boxes and started speed walking. I heard her shout,
"Come on! We still have to get your stuff. We're losing light, Eli. Get going." The sentence itself wasn't mean but they way she said it sure was. Great, now I am going to get hating glares and comments from her always.
"It's what you wanted." A voice said in my head. I nodded.
"Yeah, it is what I wanted." I muttered under my breath before following after Clare. We shortly arrived at our new place and we went inside. Clare walked inside the elevator but stopped me from doing so.
"Take the stairs, Eli." I opened my mouth to protest but she shouted, "Stairs!" The door closed then. I sighed and started to walk up the stairs it was pretty difficult but I finally made it up there. I saw Clare standing in the hallway with the boxes on the floor. I scrunched my eyebrows together and asked,
"Why didn't you go in?" She turned and glared at me.
"I don't have a key, stupid." She responded. I put down the boxes and dug into my pocket to fish out the key.
"Remind me to get you one." I told her.
"Just remember for yourself." She said and then walked in the unlocked door.
"You want me to carry all of the boxes in?" I asked politely. She rolled her eyes.
"No, I want you to keep them right there. Outside this apartment." She sarcastically said. Okay. It only took me a few second to bring all of them in.
"Okay, are you ready to go get my stuff?" I asked her once I brought in the last box.
"No. You can but I'm going to stay here." She replied.
"It is going to take longer without your help." I pointed out. She nodded.
"Yes, it will. But you said you didn't want my infested hands all over your stuff anyway. So it doesn't matter." Dang it! Why did I say that!
"It is going to be dark by the time I am finished." I tried again.
"Sucks to be you." She simply stated. I sighed. There is no way that I will win this.
"Okay, I'll be back then I guess." I said."Bye." I called but heard no response. Why did I say I wanted hate all the time? Yes, I don't like her but I miss her being semi-sweet to me. I practically ran to my dorm. Lucky for me, Adam was there.
"Hey dude!" He greeted.
"Hi, can you help me pack?" I asked.
"Sure. Wasn't Clare supposed to?" He asked. Of course he would ask that! Of course.
"Can I vent?" I asked. To say the least Adam looked shocked that I would even say that but he nodded anyway. So, I told him everything that had happened that day. He would occasionally shake his head no in a disapproving way or sigh or groan. I tried to ignore it but it was hard to.
"Why did you say that?" He asked.
"I don't know. I mean yes her knowing I care about her doesn't make me hate her any less but I don't want her acting like that all the time. She isn't even being the girl I despise. I don't even know who this girl is." I explained to him.
"I know what you mean. Maybe I could talk to her? Maybe she won't act like that if I talk to her." I got an idea then, a brilliant idea.
"No, let her act this way." Adam gave me a confused look.
"Why?" He asked.
"If she thinks that I want it that way, then I'll act like that all the time too." I told him with a smirk planted on my face. I have it all figured out.
"You mean hate each other 24/7? Eli, you can't do that! When you fight fire with fire you just make a bigger fire and then you both get burned!" He exclaimed.
"You're so dramatic. Don't worry, I have everything planned." I told him.
"You and planning? That right there is what worries me." He said. I rolled my eyes and told him to grab two boxes. I, just like Clare, have four boxes. The only better thing about this time is we won't have to stop because Clare fell or even me saying utterly stupid. We got back to the apartment a lot faster this time. Thank goodness. We walked in and I saw Clare doing homework on our bed. I cringed at the thought 'our bed'.
"Hey, I'm back." I announced.
"I don't care." She replied keeping her head down. She didn't even notice Adam was here as well. I cleared my throat.
"What Eli?" She spat as she looked up. She smiled. "Adam!" She exclaimed.
"Hello, what are you doing?" He asked nicely. I scoffed but both of them ignored it.
"Just homework." He nodded his head. "So, Eli, please keep your volume on mute." She said in a not so nice tone.
"Hm, thanks for the offer but I'm good." I told her. "I'm going to unpack." I yelled.
"Shut up!" She yelled back.
"Make me!" Sometime during our heated argument Adam had exited himself out. I looked at my phone and saw no texts. He probably just couldn't handle all the yelling and fighting. I shrugged.
"Do you want me to fail?" She asked. No.
"Yes, I would like to see that! I would pay money to see that!" I exclaimed.
"Well, then hand over that cash because if you don't shut up and let me study, I will fail!" She yelled. After that I started to unpack and stayed silent. She already unpacked when I was gone so she continued her homework.
"You are staying quiet? Does that mean you don't want me to fail? Gasp, Eli has feelings?" She joked. I sighed trying not to lose my cool. Oh heck, who cares?
"I do care! You know I do! But that doesn't mean I like you. Heck, I don't even hate you! I despise you and I can't believe that I will be stuck with you for the rest of this semester and the next one. I hate the idea and just knowing that I have to stay makes me want to die." I screamed in her face. I think I might have taken it a bit too far when she said quietly that she was going to take a shower. I could hear loud sobs coming from the bathroom. Well, it serves her right. I looked at the clock and saw that it was a little past eleven. Where did the time go? I guess it went by when I was screaming my guts out. I knew that neither one of us wanted to sleep on the same bed so I made a little bed on the floor. I quickly got changed so Clare wouldn't come in on my naked. Luckily, she didn't. When I did hear her come out though I jumped on the bed.
"What's that?" She asked quietly. Nice, I think she is scared of me.
"Your bed. I didn't think that you would want to sleep on here with me and I most definitely don't want to sleep next to you." I said harshly. She nodded slightly before turning out the light and getting into her 'bed'.
"Goodnight Clare." I said nicely. She didn't respond though. I fell asleep to her not so quiet cries. This was so not how the first night was supposed to go. And guess what? We can never go back and redo it.
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