New chapters guys ^.^ Sorry it took me so long to update.. Anyway, this chapter will have a special touch requested by Mht22497! Enjoy!
Bellamy and Clarke were standing by the nut sorting area, smiling as they did one of the more.. Common.. Tasks. They were laughing and he occasionally leaned over to give her a quick kiss on the top of her head. She would lean against him when he did this, smiling and closing her eyes. People still weren't used to seeing Bellamy so openly affectionate like that. People found it difficult not to stare as they shared looks, kisses, and much more. It was obvious too that most of the girls in camp were envious of Clarke, one, for scoring Bellamy, two, for the fact that she was able to have a happy, stable relationship, even when being surrounded by loss and tragedy. Everybody was happy though, for Bellamy, and Clarke, for the fact that they had found someone they could be happy with, even when things were bad. Everybody except for Finn that is.
I smiled down at Clarke as she playfully threw a nut at me. "Is that a challenge Princess?" I towered over her, and her smile grew. She leaned up, her lips dangerously close to my ear. "Catch me, if you can." She whispered before she took off running through the camp. "Clarke!" I yelled, and took off after her. She darted behind and around tents, and I was easily catching up with her, and easily gaining on her too. I could hear her giggles as she flew into the drop ship. I ran in as she disappeared into the second level. I climbed up after her, pulling myself through the hatch. As soon as I was through though, the hatch closed, and Clarke shoved a pipe in between the handle and the floor, locking us in, and the rest of the 100 out. I smirked up at her from my spot on the floor. "You're sneaky Princess." I grinned as she laughed lightly. "We never get any alone time." Her smile was replaced by a small frown. I smiled and stood up, walking over to her. "Such a smart Princess.." I mumbled into her hair as I hugged her. She sighed a bit, hugging me back. "I love you." I mumbled into her hair yet again, and she responded by lifting her head and giving me a long kiss. My grip tightened on her waist in an attempt to bring her closer, if at all possible. Her hands fisted in my hair and she pulled back, trailing kisses along my jaw line and down my neck. She moved her hands down my sides and lifted my shirt up, and I didn't take long at all to help her take it off me. She lifted her head and her lips met mine again with an urgency. She guided my hands down to her waist, and I curled my fingers in her shirt and started pulling her shirt up.
We kissed like we would never be able to again, and I groaned a bit as Bellamy began lifting my shirt, eventually pulling it off all together. He guided me backwards until I was pinned back against the wall of the drop ship. He easily pinned both my hands above my head with only one of his hands. My head fell back against the wall as he began trailing kisses down my stomach. It wasn't long until we were missing all of our clothes.
I stirred a little, looking up around the tent. We had gotten dressed and moved to Bellamy's tent before going to sleep. Although, I was just wearing pants and my bra, I had lost my shirt by the time we got back in. Same goes for Bellamy. I rolled over to face Bellamy, smiling at his sleeping face. I snugged closer to his side and burrowed my face into his neck, breathing in his scent. His hand moved up to my shoulder and gave it a squeeze as he kissed the top of my head. "Morning Princess." I heard him murmur against my hair. "It's morning..?" I muttered, lifting my head. "Yep, you slept all day and all night. Something tells me you needed it though." He smiled softly at me. A smile that's only ever been reserved for me or Octavia, and it made me happy that I was the source of that smile. I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could a scream ripped through the camp. Me and Bellamy looked at each other before we were scrambling for our shirts and shoes. We rushed out of the tent, and I probably looked amazing as I finished pulling my shirt on. No doubt, anyone who was paying attention probably caught a glimpse of my bra. I could tell Bellamy was thinking the same thing, and he wasn't very happy about it. We ran to the center of the camp, and a girl was on the ground crying, but her tears were red. I crouched down in front of her, and lifted her face, and I came to the realization, she was crying blood.. I looked up at Bellamy, and I could feel the fear creeping up on me. Bellamy just returned the look with an equal amount of fear.
I looked from the girl to Clarke, and she just nodded, before standing up. "Someone help me get her to the drop ship!" She yelled, and Miller ran up, helping Clarke carry her inside. I watched her disappear behind the tarp, fearing the worst. That it was contagious. If it was, then Clarke would surely catch it.. This needed to be dealt with, and fast, before it got any worse. Before Clarke caught it. Before Octavia, or anybody else caught it too.
Dun dun dun dun... Anyway, yeah, I don't know if the special little "POV" added was any good. But yeah, epic Bellarke action ;) If it weren't for my parents, I would probably go more in depth, but you know, my parents don't wanna see their kid writing that stuff. Hope you all have an epic Thanksgiving and stuff yourself silly! Happy Holidays! :)
