Situations Chapter 10
Summary: Eli and Clare are far from friends; they hate each other. But when hormones are added to that, could the anger and frustration towards each other become pleasure? Will it stay casual or will it lead to something more?
Inspiration- Situations by Escape the Fate :)
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Eli's POV
"Let's put a smile on that face,"
"The Joker." I said, flipping through my comic. Adam and I were in the rec area, reading comics at the moment. To be honest I just needed to be with someone other than myself, so I don't have to think about Clare.
Clare and I have been actually talking this past week, as friends. We haven't done anything other than talk, and it was new to me. I have never really had a girl as just a friend before. But, I got to say, I don't like it. Maybe it because I like Clare, more than a friend.
"Dude," Adam hit me over the head with his comic, "I'm serious. You've been frowning all week, what's up?" I turned and gave him a look. "Besides the fact that the girl you're totally in love with chose another guy over you."
"I don't love her," I mumbled.
"Like, love, what's the difference?" he asked like there was no difference.
I shrugged, even though I know exactly what the difference is. 'Like', is when you feel attracted to this one person, and you need to get to know them more. But 'Love', well love is when you can't be apart from that person, even if your life depended on it. It's when you can't help but think of their eyes, smile, scent, touch… just everything about them. It's when the only thing you think about is that person, and you can't go to sleep, because reality is finally better than your dreams. …Okay, I got the last part from fackebook, but it's true.
"Adam, just stop talking about it, and then maybe I wouldn't be so down. You keep bringing it up and each time it reminds me that she's with… him." I shuddered, just thinking about him touching her the way I use to.
"Okay, sorry." He slouched back into the couch, only to shoot up and stare at me with a creepy grin.
"Stop it… that's creepy… Adam, stop…" I whined as I turned my head away from him, not able to look at him anymore.
Adam began to chuckle, "Sorry, but we should go out, do something… go get some girls." He suggested, raising an eyebrow.
I thought about it before nodding my head. Having some fun with a girl could get my mind off of Clare. I know it's a jackass move to use a girl to stop thinking about another girl, but this is an emergency. Who knows, maybe these feelings for Clare are just a stage and I might actually find someone.
"Cool, let's go." Adam said as he began walking away, with me following him.
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Adam and I ended up at a club in town called The Pit. Weird name, I know, but it's not a bad place. The music was always blasting; the lights were funky colours and flickering rapidly. They even had a smoke machine for the dance floor.
There were little round tables around, leaving a lot of room for the dance floor. There were skimpy waitresses walking around giving old horny men drinks. There were a lot of people my age here but there were quite a few of old guys here. I bet half of them are married.
Adam and I walked over to a table and sat down, looking around to see if we saw anybody that looked familiar. Did I see anyone familiar? No. Did Adam? Yes. He seemed to notice a girl with light brown hair that went a past her shoulder; he smiled and nodded his head toward her, as she returned the smile and turned to her friends, giggling. I rolled my eyes; typical girls.
"Why don't you go talk to her?" I asked Adam, who snapped his head at me and then looked down at the table, blushing like there was no tomorrow. There was enough light to see the obvious blush on his face.
"N-no, I-I can't do th-that." He stammered.
I rolled my eyes, "It's obvious you like her, why don't you go talk to her?"
"Because, I've only known her for a few weeks; she's new and the only time I've talked to her was in chemistry, and that was because were partners." He sighed.
"Exactly! Look, Adam, it's obvious she likes you too, so get off of your lazy ass and go over there."
"Eli, it's not that easy." He sighed.
"Yes it is! You just have to be smooth," I explained.
"I don't know how to be smooth," Adam said.
"Okay, here's what you're going to do; you're going to march over there, ask her if you could buy her a drink, and when she says yes, which she will, you start talking to her."
"Okay… okay," he got up, with a smile on his face and began walking over there, only to turn around and come back to me. "What am I supposed to talk about?"
I shrugged, "Compliment her."
He nodded and began walking over to her again, only to come back over to me, looking worried. I smacked my forehead and looked at him, "What now?"
"I forgot something," he said, uneasy.
"What?" I sighed.
"My name," he said, causing me to look at him like he had just got a monkey to sing.
I chuckled, "Rhymes with badam."
He looked up, trying to think.
"I need more than that!" he threw his hands up in the air.
I chuckled, "It's Adam, Adam Torres. Now, go get your girl, and remember, be smooth, but confident." I said as I rubbed his shoulders, looking into his eyes.
"Okay… okay… I can do this," he kept mumbling to himself before taking a deep breath and turning over to the girl before walking over to her.
I watched as he began to talk to her, pointing to the bar. The girl smiled and nodded, getting up and taking Adam's hand as they walked over to the bar. I smirked as I knew it would work.
Since Adam was taken care of, I decided to order a drink. I stopped one of the waitresses in a very short, skimpy skirt and a shirt that only covered her breasts as it was tied in the middle of them. I ordered what I wanted and she winked at me before walking away.
I sighed and turned back in my seat, watching all of the people dance, mingle or act retarded since their drunk. I chuckled as I watched one dude get kicked out for trying to start a fight.
A few minutes later the waitress came back with my drink and placed it on the table with a napkin underneath it. She walked away, but not before giving me a flirty smile. I turned to the napkin and picked up my drink to look at it, noticing she wrote her number down. I chuckled to myself. I will admit that she was pretty hot, but I'm not the type to go after girls who work in a place like this, showing off their bodies for other guys. Plus, they most likely have an STD or something.
I sighed and chugged the rest of my drink and placing some bills on the table before getting up and walking around. I looked to my right and noticed Adam and that girl talking and laughing as they drank, sitting at the bar. She was looking at him with a smile on her face as Adam talked, probably telling a joke since the girl burst into laughter, and placing her hand on his shoulder.
I turned to my left and began walking around the club. I then noticed two familiar faces. Clare and Tyler. They were sitting at a table and talking, until Clare turned her head and our eyes locked. My lips parted slightly and we stared at each other, before she broke a smile. I only smirked in return. She motioned her hand, telling me to come over and I shook my head, nodding my head towards Tyler. She turned to Tyler and said something before he nodded and she got up, walking over to me.
My eyes widened slightly and I began looking around for an escape. I found the door and was about to charge at it, when a hand wrapped around my arm, and a familiar voice said my name.
"Eli,"
Dammit!
I turned around and smirked at Clare as she looked up at me. She was taller than normal, but that's probably because she's wearing heels. I then noticed what she was actually wearing and I raised my eyebrows. She had on a short, and I mean short, jean skirt with riffles at the end, making it look like it was cut, and a dark purple tank top on with a black leather jacket. I had to admit this sight before me only made me want her more.
"Are you here by yourself?" Clare asked. I was kind of shocked that that would be the first thing she would say to me.
"Nope, I'm on a date with Adam, but he ditched me for her," I yelled over the music, nudging my head towards Adam and the girl. Clare looked over to them and smile before turning to me and laughing.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm just picturing you and Adam being on a date,"
I rolled my eyes, "Well, you can't expect him to stay away from this sexy god," I smirked as I pointed to myself.
She rolled her eyes, "Sexy god? More like a wanna be Bieber."
I placed my hand over my heart, pretending to be hurt. "That hurt. You know, just for that, I'm giving you the silent treatment."
I turned around and crossed my arms, but I could still see her from the corner of my eye. She rolled her eyes and began to speak, "Eli, I was kidding."
I kept my ground and didn't move. She placed her hand on my shoulder and tried turning me around. She only succeeded a little bit, having me facing her a little.
"You actually look pretty good." I hear her yell over the music.
I was kind of shocked she would say this. I was only wearing my black skinnies, a grey V-neck and my black leather jacket. I didn't see what the difference was.
"What?" I asked, placing my hand behind my ear, signalling that I didn't hear her. I know I did hear her, but I wanted to hear her say it again.
"I said, you look really good."
Just one more time.
"What?"
"You look hot!" she yelled, just as the music was cut off. A few people turned to look at us and I only smirked while Clare blushed of embarrassment. She looked down and the people turned their heads back to whatever they were doing before.
"You're not so bad yourself." I said, chuckling as I began to walk away, only to be pulled back.
"Eli, I was wondering if you wanted to join us, you know, have a drink or something."
I looked over at Tyler and noticed he was talking to some dude I don't recognize. I turned my gaze back to Clare and asked, "Are you even old enough to drink?"
Her mouth fell open before she slapped my playfully, "Yes, I am, now, are you coming or not?"
"Well…" I trailed off, not really wanting to go over there.
"I'll take that as I yes, let's go." She tried pulling me but I didn't budge. She huffed and tried again, using both her hands, only to fail, making me smirk. "Alright, you asked for it!"
She rolled up her sleeves and went behind me, placing her hands on my back and trying to push me, only to fail again. I smirked and turned my head to look at her over my shoulder.
"It's not going to work." I stated, the smirk never leaving my lips.
"Oh really? Is that so?" She then smirked and brought her hands to the end of my jacket and slid her hands up it, having her hands behind my jacket but over my shirt, not touching my skin. Her fingers began tickling me and I let out a girlish giggle as I jumped away from her. She raised an eyebrow and I glared at her. I can't believe she found my tickle spot.
"Never speak of this." I commanded, still glaring at her.
She giggled, "Only if you come drink with us."
I groaned but agreed nonetheless. "Fine, as long as you never speak of what just happened."
"What on earth are you talking about?" she asked innocently. I was just about to tell her and then a smirk appeared on her lips, as I suddenly realised what she was doing.
"Ah, you're good." I smirked.
She flipped her hair, "Well."
She smiled and brought me over to the table where Tyler was sitting. Tyler looked up after the guy left and saw me. His eyes flashed with something before I realized he knew who I was. I guess he saw me when he was with the other chick. I wonder if Clare knows. I think I need to have a chat with her- oh crap, I can't tell her. She and I pretty much did the exact thing, except I don't know if Tyler actually cheated on her. Shit! This could've been the one chance and it was ruined even before it started. Just great!
"Tyler, you remember Eli right, the guy from the Dot?" really Clare? The guy from the Dot? Seriously!
"Yeah, I remember." Tyler responded, but I could tell in his eyes he remembered me from the hallway.
"Nice to see you again," I lied as I nodded.
He gave a fake smile and nodded. Clare told me to sit down and I complied, much to my dismay. For the first half hour things were going good, but I couldn't help but notice how much Tyler looked so uncomfortable. I mentally smirked at how I make him uncomfortable, but maybe because he was scared I would tell Clare.
"Hey guys, I'm going to get a drink, do you guys want anything?" Clare asked.
"Beer," Tyler and I said in unison. We both looked at each other and then at Clare, to notice her look at us weirdly before she laughed and walked away.
As soon as she was out of sight, Tyler turned to me, "We need to talk."
"About?" I asked, playing dumb.
"Don't play dumb, I know it was you in the hallway." He said, looking around, making sure Clare was out of sight.
"So what if it was?" I asked.
"Look, I know you're friends with Clare," I smirked at this. "But, I swear it was just a onetime thing, and it was a complete mistake."
I raised my eyebrows; this guy is seriously trying to have this talk with me?
"Just, please, don't tell her, she doesn't need to know." Tyler said, sighing.
I pressed my lips to line and nodded, "Fine, but if I find out you did it again, I swear I will-
"It won't," he interrupted before looking at me. "You really care about her, don't you?"
I looked around nervously. "She's my friend, of course I do." that's all he needs to know.
Just then, Clare came back, holding two beers in one hand and a martini in the other. She hand us our beers and I quickly took a chug from mine. Clare eyed us suspiciously but then shrugged it off.
"So, what were you guys talking about?" she asked.
"Sports," Tyler said.
Seriously? I don't know anything about sports! Clare raised her eyebrows and looked at me. Dammit, she knows something's up. I let out a chuckle and took another swig of beer.
"Okay... what sport?" she asked, a tiny smirk playing at her lips, but only I could point it out.
"Hockey," "Football," Tyler and I said at the same time. We looked at each other and then back at Clare. "Football," "Hockey," we said it again, only we switched sports.
"We were talking about hockey and football..." Tyler said.
"Debating on which one was better," I finished.
"Yeah," Tyler agreed.
"Uhuh," Clare said, not quite convinced.
The next ten minutes was silent. Well, besides the booming music. Clare sat there staring at us oddly, like she was trying to figure out what we were really talking about. Tyler sat there touching Clare on her arm, leg, hand... I shuddered every time their skin came in contact. I sat there clutching my beer bottle as I watched Tyler try to get Clare to kiss him, or touch him. It sickened me.
"Anyways, I'm going to go now," I said, finishing my beer and getting up.
"Oh, okay..." Tyler said, "Wait, we should hang out, the three of us."
My eyes widened a little as I looked at Clare. I really hoped she got the message that I really didn't want to be in a room with her and Tyler as they made out.
"Uh, no thanks, I really don't want to intrude-
"Oh, don't worry about that. You could even bring someone along, you know, if you can get a date." Tyler said, acting as if what he said was nothing.
I clenched my fists and jaw as I was about to deck him right in the face when Clare stopped me.
"I think that sounds nice," she placed her hand on mine, unclenching my fingers.
I sighed, "Fine, whatever. But I have to go find Adam, bye." I said bitterly before walking away.
Great, I get to have a date night with the girl I like and her boyfriend. Well, looks like I have to find a girl. Maybe, this could help me get Clare.
I smirked to myself as I thought of a plan.
So, what did you think?
Okay, I know this is another filler chapter, but trust me, there is drama to come, it's just been taking a while and I'm sorry.
Oh, and what do you think Eli's plan is?
Here's a hint: Jealousy's a bitch, but payback is a bigger bitch.
Think about that! :P
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