Hey! I'm back sooooooo sorry it's been FOREVER! I don't kno what you guys thought of last chapter's last paragraph, it was just an experiment. Well let's get back to business! Starting with...
Chapter 4
Eli's POV
(A/N: This is happening while Drew and Alli are hanging out)
Come on dude it's just a girl. Not that serious right? Oh my god here she comes. Look cool, look cool. CRASH! I tried that suave lean thingy and I fell, HARD. Clare came running to me. She looked like an angel. Even worry lines look good on her porcelain face...
"Eli! Are you okay?" She screeched. She kneeled down to me."Eli you have a cut." she whined. She pulled out a first aid kid and pulled out this wipe and placed it on my forehead. It stung. REALLY BAD, but I hid it really well.
"Eli, are you crying?" Okay so maybe not so well...
Then she gently placed the band-aid on it and kissed my forehead. I don't deserve someone as sweet as Clare. After that she looked down I could see the pink creep up on her face.
"Thanks. You didn't have to do all that. I'm a man." She snickered at my last statement.
"What? I'm tough!" I argued
"Oh really. A real man wouldn't cry over a wet wipe."
"I-I wasn't crying I was sweating. Through my eyes."
"Sure...Honestly I love a sensitive guy." She cooed as she leaned in closer. I leaned in and she whipped her lush curls across my face. I've just been played. Play it cool. Wait don't play it cool because look where that got you. She was mocking me. I grabbed her waist and swung her to me. She was laughing the whole time. Eventually she was on my lap.
"I'm not sensitive." I crashed my lips onto her and we made out for what seemed like hours.
Clare's POV
I've never kissed a boy. Well, not like how I kissed Eli...his lips molded perfectly in to mine. I'm smitten...