Hey guys! Sorry for neglecting love to this story. I've been busy with finishing up Magic Eli, and I'm addicted to 'The Woman In Chains' fic I have going on so I've forgotten about the poor-baby Eclare story. Please enjoy the tenth chapter of "Outlaws Of Love"...
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Outlaws Of Love
4 MONTHS (LATE IN THE FOURTH MONTH) PREGNANT
In the last month, Eli had picked up on Adam's offer for tutoring, and his grades are beginning to rise gradually. Clare has been growing around her waist, the baby expanding with each second. Eli had gotten a raise at his new job as a waiter on the campus. He rearranged his schedule so instead of having a free lunch period, he would work.
Although everything seemed to be moving in the right direction, Clare was feeling a bit down in the dumps lately, as well as Eli. They both read up together, while watching a pregnancy movie marathon last Saturday, that by the fourth month you should be able to feel the baby kick.
Eli thought the baby was simply testing the waters, and waiting it out. He tried countless times in convincing Clare that the baby must be tired, and doesn't want to move yet.
Try telling that to a pregnant lady with back aches, food cravings, and constant sweat dripping down her back and neck.
Clare was currently propped up at her desk, trying to get ahead on school while attempting to distract herself from her-what feels like motionless-baby.
"Hey honey, they didn't have watermelon, so I got you a pineapple instead," Clare turned around to see Eli, waltzing into the apartment door with a pineapple in his lanky hands. She rolled her eyes, before returning to her paper, "Well Eli, your trip to the grocery store was pointless then. Way to waste gas."
"You like pineapple," he stated, more of a question than a response.
"No I don't."
"Yes you do...you told me last week you loved it."
"Get out of my face Eli, I need to finish this paper or I'll claw my own eyes out," she groaned, throwing her pen across the room when the ink ran out, which hit the lamp, knocking out the bulb.
"...and now we need to buy a new light bulb, good one Clare, good one," Eli was just teasing her, knowing he'd borrow a light bulb from Bullfrogs garage or something to replace it.
But to Clare, it was a way for him to tease her for her bad aim when it came to throwing things at lamps...
Eli didn't quite understand why she was beginning to cry; he was just joking around. The tank top she wore was sticking to her body, framing her pregnant belly perfectly. Her torso began to tremble from her short-labored breaths.
"Clare...oh crap, I'm sorry alright? I was just joking," she laughed, wiping her tears, "I have four and a half stretch marks becoming more and more visible by the hour, I have a knot in my back the size of Texas, my baby refuses to kick my belly, I'm nauseous from that pineapple you just brought in AND I have an essay due tomorrow. Sorry if I'm a little emotional!"
He didn't know how to help any of those problems, so he just sighed, kneeling down beside her and rubbed her lower back.
"You need sleep Clare, and rest. You're putting too much stress on yourself," Clare rolled her eyes, "If I hear that I put too much stress on myself one more time, I might explode."
"Clare-," she whimpered, "I just want my baby to kick...you know? Just one solid karate chop to the stomach. That's all."
"And it'll happen, you have to be patient. But right now, you have to go to bed, okay? It's enough with these essays, it's too much on you. If you want , you can wake up early and finish it up before you go. How does that sound?" Eli was trying to reason with his pregnant, tired-looking girlfriend.
"It sounds like extreme procrastination," she sighed, closing her laptop, "But it's what has to happen, for the baby's sake. Now, let's get to bed...shall we?"
Eli kissed her lips, savoring the taste of her mouth. Upon kissing Clare, he smelt the vanilla scent radiating off her curly auburn hair. Clare inched her hand behind his neck, resting her forehead against his, "I-I really miss you Eli."
"I miss you too Clare. Every moment I'm away from you, I miss you," she kissed his lips once more, before standing from her chair. They walked hand in hand up the steps, smiling contagiously at each other.
Although the couples minds were both on different things, they always ended up in the same place, with each other.
"...Eli."
He heard her voice rather clearly, but refused to acknowledge it. His eyelids were too heavy, and he was so close to slipping back into a peaceful abyss.
"...Eli."
Clare was becoming impatient, knowing all too well that Eli heard her, but was just ignoring her. Clare huffed loudly, making sure he knew she was annoyed towards his lazy behavior.
"Fine, I'll go on a walk by myself. Don't be a good boyfriend and walk with me so I don't get kidnapped or anything, God forbid."
He groaned, slapping his face to wake himself up, "I-I'm up, I'm up. Where are we walking to this time?"
"Let's go to Taco Bell, the one near the highway," she suggested, slipping on her pink, fluffy bunny slippers that Cece had brought her. Along with those, she grabbed her 'Bun In The Oven' shirt, and tugged it over her belly.
Eli slipped on his converse, before picking up Clare's sneakers, knowing her toes get sweaty from the fuzz in the slippers. Although she always tells him not to, she ends up wanting them instead of the slippers anyways...
Good thing Eli is ten steps ahead of Clare.
CLARE
We were about five minutes from Taco Bell, when Eli started to whine, "Why do you always pick the fast food places that are far enough away to put someone in the hospital?"
"It takes out the kinks in my back that you never get out with your hands," I retorted, "And plus, I'm still confused as to why you carry around my extra pair of sneakers."
"They aren't useless when I hear 'Oh Eli, my feet are sweaty, I need to use your shoes'," he teased, making fun of my voice when I complain. I've been trying not to, but sometimes I'm just so uncomfortable that I have no choice.
Eli linked his fingers through mine, "It's okay, I don't mind carrying them...as long as you're comfortable in whatever you wear."
"After you, my lady," Eli held open the Taco Bell door for me, and the second I walked in, the sweet smell of beef and cheese took over my senses.
"I'll go get your usual, go get our seat."
I cautiously walked around the tables to our favorite table, beneath the air conditioning vent. Lately, Eli has learned to keep up with my cravings by giving into them every now and then. Of course we want to have a healthy baby, but sometimes, it's okay to go a little off the books.
Being pregnant; I've learned so far, isn't the easiest thing in the world. I used to think that advance placement trigonometry was hard, but no, pushing your body to its limits is one of the hardest things I've ever done.
I might have not thought this at first, but I'm starting to believe this baby is our miracle.
Eli and I, before we were pregnant, were a little shaky in our relationship. We loved each other, their was no doubt in that. But we were lacking excitement, being that we were so comfortable together in the college life.
"Here you go," Eli's soft voice broke my concentration, as he slid in next to me, "I think the guy behind the counter knows us now. When I was about to tell him our order he was already going to the back to get it."
I smiled, "I think he has a crush on you."
"Why would you say that?" I pointed to the cashier, who was propped up next to the register, waving shyly at Eli.
Eli waved back, before pressing a kiss to my lips, "You're the only one for me."
The teenage cashier disappeared to the back, but we could hear him talking to someone very loudly.
"Sounds like we've got a show," we both became silent, as I dug into my taco, listening to the boy behind the counter, "They're so cute! He carries her shoes, and she's wearing the fuzzy slippers! I'm totes fangirling right now and I can't even tumblr gif it! I'm sure you'd reblog!"
A blush crept up on my cheeks, as Eli spoon fed me some rice, "Maybe we shouldn't come here so often."
I smiled, hearing the boy squeal, "He's spoon feeding her man! It's so adorable! Eclare for life!"
"Eclare?" Eli shrugged his shoulders, "Just ignore him. Here, eat your beans."
A smile curled up on my lips, "You know, it feels like we're back in high school again when we go out on these little three a.m. adventures. I really like it, a lot."
Eli pecked my hand, "I'm starting to like them a lot too. How does your back feel from walking it out? Better?"
I nodded, bobbing my head back and forth, "It feels better than when I woke up."
"Hey, this is random...but, remember that time we were coming home from Burger King, and you had to walk in my baby turtle patterned socks," Eli smirked, the memory all too vivid, "Yeah, because I had to give you my shoes and we were a day behind on laundry."
"HE WORE HER BABY TURTLE SOCKS HOME! AH! Tweet it!" Eli and I lifted our heads up, to see the cashier smiling, with a blush on his face. He squealed, before apologizing, "I'm so sorry you guys, my inner fangirl comes out around three a.m. And since you guys decided to drop by, it's just multiplying with excitement!"
"Isn't it your inner fanboy...considering, you're a guy?" Eli asked, and he bit back his front lip, "I'm a true fangirl inside, but I am a fanboy to the keen observer. Thank you for acknowledging me, this has been the best night of my life!"
Eli and I looked at each other, before bursting out into a fit of laughter. This guy was so adorable, blushing like we were famous people who he got a glimpse to listen to and look at.
"I think I'm full Eli, ready to go?" he nodded, planting a kiss on my cheek, "Sure, let's go."
Eli disposed of our trash in the garbage, before asking, "Do you need to change out of the slippers or no?"
"My feet are a little sweaty...," I admitted, grinning bashfully.
ELI
"You look trashed man, who face screwed you?" Adam asked, looking me up and down.
"For your information, Clare and I had a three in the morning walk slash date to Taco Bell. I enjoyed it at the time, but now the utter exhaustion is catching up with me. I need sleep," Adam laughed, patting me on the shoulder, "Oh to be a father."
"I'm not a father yet-," I was cut off by my phone going off, "Baby mama Edwards calling?"
"Probably to let me know how I hogged up the bed last night," I smirked, and Adam asked, "Do you?"
"Well, I ned my big ass space," he laughed, "Dude, you don't have a big ass."
"You look at my ass?" my brows cocked up, as Adam retorted, "For your information, if it isn't all up in my face, it isn't big!"
"Anyways, can you stop talking about your ass and answer your phone!" I nodded frantically, flipping my cell open while taking a seat next to Adam in class.
"Hi sweetie, how are you?" I kept my voice calm and soothing, just like it says to do in the 'how to deal with your "sometimes" crazy pregnant wife'. Even though Clare wasn't my wife, it still applied.
"Eli! You will never believe what just happened to me!" she squealed, "What? Did you find a Taco Bell cart on campus?"
"No, I-hey, is that a fat joke? Whatever, your ass took up half the bed last night and I wasn't even going to complain!" I smirked, knowing my girlfriends complaints all too well.
"Well, what happened Edwards? Tell me!" she took a deep breath, before saying, "Eli...the baby kicked. I was sitting on the bench outside, eating a waffle and it just kicked! It kicked and I can still feel it! You have to come and share this with me Eli! It's...it's amazing!"
Clare was excited, you could hear it through the tone in her voice. I smiled, as she ranted 'it kicked and it feels so indescribably amazing', as if she was currently holding our child in her hands.
"Stay where you are-I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes! I don't care if I get a speeding ticket, I'll blame it on buying food for Bullfrog!" I shouted, quickly hanging up on Clare and gathering my things.
"Mr. Goldsworthy, now just where do you think you're going?" my professor, Mr. Smith walked in, holding a stack of papers in his clammy ass hands.
"My baby just kicked for the first time, and my girlfriend needs me to be there with her. So yes, Mr. Smith to answer your question I am missing your class today and no, I will not have a doctors note on Monday. See ya'!" I patted Adam on the shoulder, before darting out the door, hearing, "That little shit is so lucky his average is a A+."
Yes Mr. Smith, I am one lucky, little shit.
Clare and Eli were currently curled up together on their apartment bed, snuggling into one another.
Eli had both his hands on either side of Clare's stomach, while Clare raked her fingers through her boyfriends hair lovingly. When he felt the little thud of his son or daughters foot, his heart raced with glee.
"It's like a little soccer game inside of you," he whispered sweetly against her bare belly.
"Thank you so much Eli," Clare said, tears in her eyes.
"For what?"
"Blessing me with our little miracle..."
END OF CHAPTER 10
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Cliffhanger Girl
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