A/N: I hope you guys understand that I made my mom send this to me because I'm still not even home, s this would have went un updated for another week, but since I love you guys I MADE her do it lol.
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WARNINS: Rated M chapter. Sexual content.
Beta: Summersetlights. You guys know I love her right?
Sparks Fly
I never expected to say this, but I'm happy. You remember Clare Edwards? You know the lively energetic little girl with the most beautiful blue eyes? I know you missed her when she left, and if you were still here you'd see how much she's grown. I wish you could meet her. You'd have so much in common with her and you'd both get along great. She was my first kiss and I don't regret it. Yeah, I know, finally a girl is interested in me. You remember every Christmas Eve we'd try and stay up until Santa came to prove to Drew he was real? Well that's how she makes me feel. Jittery, excited, bereft of sleep. Yesterday I told her that she needs to listen to her heart and she did. She told me to listen to the rapid beats of her heart too and we kissed again. The kiss was perfect and...she's perfect, even though she makes me as nervous as a mouse in a room full of hungry cats. I probably sound like a sentimental sap but it's true. You're probably laughing at me up there. I need to go to work soon though. I love you. Mom and dad do too.
-Eli.
He stopped writing, and put the ink pen down, contently shutting his black journal. He threw the book towards the back of his truck before firing up the engine and driving off into the wide, flat road.
As he turned the radio to a country station that played the best classics, he thought about how she was being informed on Clare. She was getting to know everything about Clare, but Clare knew nothing about her. Well at least what happened to her. Maybe it wouldn't matter.
After driving a few miles, he pulled up into the Edwards property. He saw Drew and Adam standing nearby the barn, as he killed the engine and exited the vehicle.
He reached to the back and pulled a tool belt around his waist, prepared for the day's tasks.
"Fellas'." Eli greeted as he approached his friends.
"You look about as happy as a tick on a fat dog." Drew said noticing his friends' extra vibrant attitude.
"What? I'm just happy to be at work with my two favorite buds." Eli patted them both on the shoulder before brushing past them coolly, and into the barn.
His friends exchanged amusing looks, before following Eli, who was now carrying a large tin bucket.
"It's that time again." Eli smirked, handing Adam the bucket in his hand, then turning back to get another one to give it to Drew.
"It's already been a month? I checked my calendar this morning." Adam complained.
Eli shook his head, before walking out with a bucket himself. "Ian got a call from town earlier and gave me a call. They're demanding more goods. Apparently there was an inspection yesterday."
"What's so wrong about an inspection?" Adam questioned.
"Ian and I knew it wasn't just any inspection. Those people have something to do with Fitz." Eli said glibly. "And his nosy Aunt. They're going all around town sticking their noses in places they shouldn't be so we're bringing in an extra load today. No slacking."
"Okay, but there's only four of us, and Clare can't do half of the work we do." Drew said dolefully.
"Hey, watch it." Eli brewed defense. "She can work her butt off."
"Well." Drew grinned raising both his eyebrows drastically. "Now I see what's got you so dashing." He mocked in a British like accent, and Adam laughed.
Eli playfully rolled his eyes, and spotted Clare immediately coming out of the farm house in white shorts, and a slightly baggy, off the shoulder shirt.
She sped down the stairs and Eli was abash when Clare charged at him, a colorful smile painted on her face, squealing in excitement before hopping right into his arms, kissing him tempestuously. Eli dropped whatever was in his hands, and held her lower back with one and her leg with another, preventing her from falling.
"Good morning to you too." Eli chuckled against her lips. He didn't expect this type of sudden affection from Clare. He knew they were a cohort, but this was…something else. He very well enjoyed it, though.
She threaded her fingers in his hair, holding his head up. "I missed you." She kissed him multiple times between her words to enunciate her emotions.
Eli could hear a very incredulous and amused Drew and Adam snickering, and ignored them with one last tender kiss over Clare's perfect lips before putting her down slowly.
"Ahem." One of the boys cleared their throats, both Eli and Clare shooting their heads towards them. Drew and Adam both had sly smirks upon their lips that Eli wanted to wipe away. They were going to tease him about this and it was agonizing in an entertaining way.
"Oh, hey guys! Um, good morning." She smiled, and Eli thought it was wonderfully cute.
"Very good morning indeed." Drew mumbled under his breath and Eli glared playfully at him. "So boss, you were saying before."
"Oh right, so Mr. Edwards needs two new laborers to speed up business." Eli moved his hand in a circular wheel motion.
"So what does that have to do with us?" Adam perked up an eyebrow.
"If business declines so does your paycheck." Eli replied. Adam just nodded, ad Eli continued. "We'll be meeting them when we go into town today, that way we give Ian our judgments on them."
"Fine by me." Drew shrugged before proceeding towards the chicken coop with Adam.
"Wait!" Eli called out, and Adam turned around. "Here." Eli handed the bucket he had in his hand to Adam, who took it curiously. "It's chicken food, you nut."Adam nodded and walked away.
"Wait, I still don't follow, why are my grandparents hiring?" Clare crossed her arms, following Eli as he started walking towards the tool shed.
"It's pretty complicated, but to make it easier, Fitz is making it harder for us to keep the town economically manageable."
"What did he do?"
"Screwed with our town. He's intimidating to the folk with so-called inspectors." Eli answered dreadfully. "So now your grandparents are hiring."
"Well...that sounds reasonable, but I don't think it's the best idea. I mean, no offense, my grandparents are filthy rich but the town has no chance of staying together, and employing two extra people won't do. I know how those people are." Clare bit her lip.
"Look, it's worth a try. If we can provide for the town, then everyone's happy." Eli said, in an unconvincing tone. Even he wasn't convinced. It was becoming obvious that whatever the town had just wasn't enough. But Eli wouldn't let that get to him. He had some kind of hope.
X
Rusty tin doors were slammed shut as the four young teens exited the truck once they arrived town. Drew dropped down the small door at the back of the truck, and began sliding out boxes of much needed, everyday grocery products.
Clare was told to wait outside as the three boys brought everything into the only market within miles.
It was a breezy day, and the invisible air smacked her face in the softest manner. From the blue a dainty flying piece of paper also seemed to have smacked Clare dead in the face unexpectedly.
Irritated, she removed it from her skin and turned the paper around which was upside down. She pinned her eyebrows together as she absentmindedly read aloud.
"Official Arizona Real Estate brings you - Bank of Hope." Her eyes skim down and she sees a sketched picture of a huge bank corporation with buildings, and high way roads surrounding it. On the side she reads the slogan 'Bank of Hope is your independent.' silently, and rolls her eyes at the weak advertisement.
Her eyes roam to the very bottom squinting. "Barley Meadows being torn down after 60 years of southern enjoyment beginning in the Fall of 2011." She reads aloud pragmatically, her mouth falling open.
"Oh, and this is Clare..." Eli sighed lovingly, when he is abruptly present, dusting his hands together, his two friends lagging behind, and two other boys.
"Clare Edwards." The tall, strapping boy says, and Clare looks up quickly. "I've heard about you."
"Since when do you listen to old town rumors, Jake?" Eli smirks.
"I don't believe them. I do hear them, though." he rebuts with a shrug.
"And this here is Jay Hogart." Eli says pointing to the larger, built guy next to Jake; his shaggy messy hair was hidden with a cap, worn backwards.
"Pleased to meet you." Jay nodded, tone low, a tooth pick stuck between his teeth.
"They'll be working with us from now on." Drew added.
Clare attempted her best to demonstrate a sincere smile, that it almost hurt. Unfortunately for her Eli noticed everything about her, but he didn't want to ask Clare what was wrong in front of the other two guys.
"We're going to get a head start, and meet you lads at the farm." Jake directed towards Eli, Adam and Drew.
"No problem." Adam patted Jake's shoulder, and both of the new comer's left.
Eli turns to Clare. "Is everything okay?" He asked.
Clare blinks a few times, shaking her head, unable to form any coherent or audible words, and raises the paper advertisement to Eli.
"What?" Eli snatches the paper away, his eyes bulging, flickering over the paper. "This is ridiculous."
Drew and Adam circled around, peeking over to get a look at what he was making a commotion about.
"It's probably a lie." Adam conveyed unconvinced. "It's propaganda to frighten the folk."
"Are you sure about that? I know these kinds of people. They use fear to get what they want." Clare said sensibly.
"Adam's right." Eli sighed, after a brief moment of silence. "We shouldn't worry so much about this. We have other things to do right now." He placed the paper in her hands.
Clare wanted to say more, but knew it'd be pointless to argue about something she didn't have much back story on and hurriedly folded the piece of paper, hiding it in her back pocket. Her gut was telling her that there was something terribly and suspiciously wrong about this so-called propaganda.
X
"I think we have one hell of a team here boys." Mr. Edwards proudly looked at each of his employee's. "And Clare." He added quickly, and she rolled her eyes. "Ya'll got a lot of work done today. I think this is one of the best decisions I ever made in life." He chuckled deeply, before a roar of coughs followed after.
Mr. Edwards watched the guys work today, analyzing their strength's and motivations. He was quite pleased with the fresh helpers he hired, and regretted nothing.
"You okay granddaddy?" Clare placed her hand on his upper back.
"Yeah, don't worry 'bout it." He assured, clearing his throat. "Ya'll boys go home and get some rest."
"Letting us go an hour early?"
"Don't complain, idiot!" Drew whispered harshly shoving his brother.
Mr. Edwards chuckled, and left the barn.
"I'm already loving this job." Jay said, his lethargic persona deteriorating for a moment." See you ladies tomorrow." He brought a toothpick to his mouth, and began chewing on it. "Jake, you're my only way outta here." He said bluntly, walking out of the barn.
Jake rolled his eyes, dragging his feet backwards, as if he has to deal with him on a daily basis. "Bye guys." He waved, turning around and his plaid shirt was soon out of sight. Not too long after, Drew and Adam excused themselves as well, claiming their exhaustion since they worked immensely hard today.
Clare watched and waited until the guys were gone before looking around to her favorite guy. "Do you want to hang out or are you too worn out?" Clare teased.
Eli sighed in fatigue, and began piling hay near the sides, clearing them out of the way. "We've been working almost double the time we usually work. I'm exhausted."
She crept up behind him, wrapping her tiny arms around his torso. "Poor you." She breathed warmly into his ear, when she got on her toes. Eli shuddered, his tiredness getting the best of him and he twirled around to face Clare. She reached up, leaving no space between them, giving him an appreciative kiss that she's been waiting to do all day.
The kiss quickly turned rough, and Eli placed his hands on her waist, pulling his lips from her wet ones. "How do you 'till have energy?"
Clare grinned, pushing his dirty hair away. "I guess you just give me endurance." She kissed him again, and Eli became nervous again. It pissed him off that his body was becoming hot already with her just saying that.
"I'm really tired." He broke their kiss.
"Fine." She pouted, her blue eyes looking up at him.
"We have the rest of the summer." He smirked, chuckling sleepily.
"Okay." She gave in, smiling."Go home. I'll lock up today."
Eli raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? I really don't have a problem doing it."
"I'm positive Eli. Just go. I know it's been a long day for you."
Eli thought and contemplated in his mind for a second, before agreeing. He gave her one last final kiss for the night, and left gratefully.
A week went by and it was Friday in the evening. The boys and Clare finished up their work for the day, and were relieved they had a two day break. It's upsetting, mostly to Mr. and Mrs. Edwards that they have them working until six. Things were just a bit complicated, and felt they had no other choice.
The new added members, Jay and Jake were pleasantly good people. Jay was a little aggressive, pessimistic, and trenchant and just wanted things done. Jake on the other hand was much more easy going, funny, cool, and very handy. But no one complained. Besides, It turns out Eli had history with them. Jay was a senior when Eli was a sophomore, so they never really spoke, but he recently graduated with Jake so they were more compatible.
The week was busy, working from eight in the morning to six in the evening thanks to the economic problems the town was having. The more goods that were being delivered to town, the more they sold, and the more jobs were required to sell what they had. It was a win-win for everyone, but of course, According to almost everyone in town, rich, extra determined republicans want to ruin the few good things left in the world.
During the ten hours, five days a week they worked, Clare and Eli shared stolen kisses every so often, but Clare felt Eli was much more focused on work. She worked too, but she found her tasks, per se, less strenuous. She wasn't jealous, but with her growing feelings, she wanted more of him. She knew he was incredibly shy, and was reluctant at times, and she respected that, but, Clare was never one for hesitance...or relationships.
"Fifty hours are definitely worth it." Jay Hogart slid his check back into the envelope after looking at it. Everyone finished receiving their paychecks from Mr. Edwards. They stood just outside of the barn, as Eli was securing the lock on the barn doors.
"Yeah. An actual job with reasonable pay, and reasonable people." Jake said brusquely. Adam and Drew gave him a curious look. "We found out they were hiring like crazy here in town recently."
"Where were you guys before?" Eli asked walking towards them.
"Well I used to cut lumber about two hours away from here and it was pretty hard to manage considering I could rarely pay for gas." Jake answered, his arms crossed.
"I worked at some grimy broken down motel." Jay shrugged. "The only people who would actually rent out a room were some cheap whores for their services." He rolled his eyes, ripping the toothpick from his teeth. "And I had to clean up."
Everyone made disgusted faces.
"Well it's a good thing you aren't there anymore." Clare said.
"Whatever. It was still my job so I dealt." He spit on the floor, before stretching his arms over his head. "I have a bottom bunk waiting for me, and I wanna put some use to it. Jake?"
"Of course your majesty." He rolled his eyes sarcastically. "See you guys Monday." He grinned towards Clare, and she looked away uneasily.
"Yeah, Eli I'm ditching this place too." Adam started. "'Till then penguin."
Drew smacked the back of Adam's head upright horrified from his brothers expression of saying goodbye. Clare giggled, and watched the bickering brothers leave.
"Do I finally have you to myself?" Eli's hands encircled her waist from behind.
Clare gasped, pulling away from his arms, turning to face him. "It depends if you're not too tired." She mocked, a smirk playing at her lips.
X
A mildly dark blue engulfed the sky, a round portioned moon appearing almost ghostly. Eli walked Clare into the cabin field, and now sat under a tree. Not just any tree, but the tree thirty steps away from Morty that she counted on when she played hide and seek when she was younger.
Eli's back was against the tree, and Clare laid sideways, her head in his lap. He brushed his fingers through her soft, auburn curls which gave off an amazing scent under Eli's nose.
"I remember one time I thought you guys left me when I couldn't find any one. It turned out you were all hiding in Morty." Clare reminisced the old days.
Eli's eyes were closed, his head leaned back. "I remember that too. You were almost in tears." He chuckled lightly. "Ouch!" He jumped up when Clare slapped his chest with the back of her hand.
"Jerk. I was worried, okay."
Eli smiled, and bent down to capture her lips in a kiss that set his heart on fire. He pulled back after a minute blushing madly. Clare pretended not to notice, and turned her head to the side with a cute smile. She reached her hand into the grass and began plucking, one by one.
Eli gazed at the side of her face dotingly. The texture and simplicity of her side-ward outline reminded him that there still is beauty, not just physically. He was proud that an example of beauty was right at his knees.
His eyes wavered up, to see the stars being re-born, like every night. Some shimmered shamelessly, and others were barely viewable by the naked eye. He thought how each star could represent one important opportunity for every person in the entire world.
"The stars are up." He said huskily.
"I see." She teased.
"What's your wish?"
"If I told you it wouldn't come true."
"How cheesy would it be if I said mine already has?"
Clare bit her lip. She felt something in her stomach, and she couldn't say they were butterflies. It was something more than a flutter mess of tickles, and it was unexplainable.
"Eli Goldsworthy, a closet romantic?" Clare lifted a playful brow. "Well, I always wanted to experience a classic first date. You know, guy picks girl up, takes her to this out of this world restaurant, makes her feel like a queen, then at the end of the night when he takes her home, they share that kind of good-night kiss where fireworks would explode."
"I never expected that to be a wish."
"Oh, I'd never reveal my real wish." Clare said earnestly. "But I've always wanted to experience a first date. The definition of a date to guys back in L.A..." Clare stopped herself before continuing. "I just, think a man should treat a lady respectfully."
Eli gulped, pushing himself to ignore her previous sentence she didn't finished. "Well, I'm treating you that way aren't I?"
"No, you're terrible." Clare deadpanned and Eli almost panicked.
"I'm kidding." She said sincerely, sitting up too look at him with her blue eyes that electrified him."You, are, just...great." She leaned in kissing him. He held her neck, as she tilted her head for better access. Their lips moved in sync, following each other in a luscious massage.
Their kiss became hotter and wetter, Clare attacking his mouth with her tongue in a way that made Eli groan in his throat. They separated for a moment, breathing each other's hot breaths, regaining some air. Their eyes bore into one another powerfully, and lustfully, before clashing their needy lips together again.
Clare, much more experienced, and used to daring herself to move quicker, somehow straddled him. Eli would have usually been nervous and uneasy, but he was just so lost, so entranced. She pulled on his hair, pressing her body closer to him. One hand slid hotly and softly over his shirt-clad chest. She was becoming too eager, and when she brushed her body to get closer to him, Eli's body began blazing heatedly and his mind was in sudden millisecond hysteria.
"Did I do something wrong?" Clare panted, unsure of why Eli suddenly broke the kiss and held her hips away from his.
Eli shook his head frantically. "No, no, you're doing – you're amazing, it's just that..." Eli swallowed hard; he could feel his heart way beyond pounding.
Clare's huge, curious azure eyes watched him awaiting, attempting to comprehend. "I'm sorry, I don't follow."
Eli frowned, and looked away. "I just..." He looked down, embarrassed.
Clare's eyes followed his, realization dawning on her, and her mouth fell open nodding her head understandingly. "Oh."
"Yeah." Eli's voice cracked, and he squeezed his eyes shut, hoping he didn't have to look at her face since he messed up the moment.
"You want to stop because of that?" Clare was surprised. It sounded like she wasn't bothered by it, but more humored.
"I didn't want to scare you. M-my hormones are just all over the place lately and I don't-"
"Relax Eli." She giggled. "It's normal for a guy to be turned on, especially the way we were kissing." She blushed.
"I guess I just don't want to do the wrong thing and make you hate me." His eyes looked elsewhere.
Clare let a huge cloud of air puff up her cheeks as she sighed. "I'd never hate you...and you've been doing the complete opposite of wrong." She smiled, and it was a small reassurance to Eli.
His eyes moved everywhere but her face, and Clare took his hand. "Eli, look at me."
He obliged and looked at her. She slowly put Eli's hand over her breast, watching him carefully hoping he wouldn't reject her. Eli on the other hand kind of enjoyed himself. She was telling him to take more of a risk with her, and, mind you, just because he's very inexperienced, respectful and non-revolving around intimacy, doesn't mean he's never had dreams, or needs.
She released his hand to see what he would do, and he did nothing. "It's okay." She whispered bringing him in to kiss her. In moments, they were lost in a merciless battle of tongue, saliva, and lips. Eli squeezed her breast eagerly from the cause of Clare biting his lip hard. He brought his other hand around her and this time he pressed her over him in need of closeness.
He still wasn't very controlling, but Clare still loved that at least his hands were on her. She loved his lips, but both on her made her whole body lose control. She tightened her grip on his shoulders, the more he frolicked and massaged her breast as his tongue grazed her lips teasingly.
Her thighs squeezed him, and there was barely any space left due to their proximity. She moved both hands into his dark hair, soothing her fingers through his scalp, beginning to turn the kiss into yearning fury.
Eli suddenly pulled away, causing Clare to sigh at the abrupt loss. "I have an idea." He whispered.
"Really?" Clare kissed him a few times. "What?"
"I'm not telling you." He smirked. "You'll find out tomorrow."
Clare rolled her eyes. "Okay." She said carelessly, and kissed him again.
"Let's go." Once again, he stopped them.
Clare sighed heavily, disappointed and removed herself from his lap. "Of course..." She mumbled.
"Hey, don't be upset." He stood up. "You just inspired this great idea up here." He pointed at his head, before extending his arm to help Clare up. "Besides, you're not the one with a slight problem..."
The next day, Clare had gotten a call from Katie's parents asking if she wanted to volunteer at the wagon wash in town with Katie. Clare didn't object, since she had no idea if she was going to see Eli.
Clare went in town, running into Katie and Bianca too. Apparently, she wanted to do something that wasn't with Drew. The three girls spent half of the day washing whatever people brought to them, enjoying themselves, and each other's company, along with other towns people. Clare honestly liked the girls. Katie was sweet, southern and charismatic, while Bianca was a little feisty like Clare, but really easy to talk to. It was a break from the hard headed, envious girls she'd 'socialize' with in California.
"Is there still room to wash this dirty monster?" Jake drove up, with a perfect smile on his lips.
"Do you have money?" Katie responded.
"Of course." He handed her some money, shooting Clare a look before he eyed her up and down briefly. "Extra, you know, to save the town."
"What do you mean save the town?" Clare asked.
"Everyone knows things aren't well here. That's why they're hosting this little fundraiser." He said theoretically.
Clare dug into her back pocket remembering she took the folded flier out of her shorts yesterday and brought it with her for some reason. "This?" She handed him the wrinkly paper.
Jake frowned. "Never expected this so soon." He gave her back the paper. "It's a shame. I grew up here, and they're just...taking it all away. Here." He pulled out some more money. "I know it still won't do but, anything for this town."
"Wow, thanks." Katie said baffled. "We'll definitely make sure it's brand spakin' new!"
"I'm sure it's worth it." Jake nodded, getting out of his car. "Tell Eli I said hi, Clare." He let his eyes linger on her before walking away. Clare looked away, bored.
I'll be doing more than just saying hi...
She shook her head, throwing herself from her cluttered thoughts, remembering the town's dilemma. The reason why she's so...curious about it is why someone would choose Barely Meadows. She couldn't think anymore and picked up a sponge, ready to clean Jake's red truck.
X
Clare finished her shower and slid on a skin tight grey tank top. She threw on a red checked plaid flared skirt that had an elastic waistband. She put on silver sandals with imitated straps on. She had no reason to dress up nicely, but it wasn't even close to bed time. She was even thinking of just taking a walk to the cabin field with Darcy.
Once she left her stuff in her room she walked upstairs, and went outside. Four in the afternoon bright sun still shone over the great massive land. She sat down on the porches' swing set, shaking in movement. Darcy had followed her out and she jumped up next to Clare.
"Hey, Darce. Nice day isn't it?" She stared ahead of her. "You missed me didn't you? I missed you too girl." She scratched the dogs head. "I wish I would've taken you with me, but I didn't. Because I didn't want any memory of mom. It's not you, it's me."
Clare realized she was talking to a dog, and she felt crazy. "What am I doing?"
"You're being you." Clare jumped back, looking at Darcy.
"Did you just..."
"No Clare, it's me." Clare looked behind her through the window. It was only her grandmother sitting on a chair by the window.
"Grandma don't do that. I thought I was going mad." Clare giggled.
"Oh, don't be a silly nut, you always talked to Darcy like she was some kinda sister to ya."
"I always did want a sister." Clare smiled sadly. "Grandma can I ask you a question?"
"Ya just did baby girl."
Clare laughed. "I remember a lot of things now, but, I can't seem to remember mom. That's what I struggle with most."
Her grandmother was silent for a moment, and she couldn't see her face through the screen very well. "You are your mother."
"I'm my mom?" Clare perked her perfect brow. "Grandma, why didn't mom and dad work out? Our move was so sudden that I thought something terrible happened between them."
"Oh pumpkin, I'd love to give you the answer but...no one knew exactly why. They just fought." She could see her grandmother bringing a coffee mug to her lips. "over money. But, I don't think that was everything."
Clare wavered her eyes away, her brain hurting. Nothing her grandmother said made any real sense. "Okay." She whispered.
"Pumpkin, don't for once think it was your fault. Your mom loved you very much. You only stood with your father because he was the one who could actually support you."
"But why? Why couldn't he just stay here and work it out with mom? Why did he have to take me away all the way to California, re-marry and runaway from here?" Care raised her voice unintentionally just becoming hurt with her unanswered questions. She quickly apologized to her grandmother for her erratic behavior, and calmed down.
"Don't apologize for being hurt. I'm gonna go make some more coffee. You want a cup?"
Clare nodded thankfully.
"Oh and Clare, just remember, I love you."
"I love you too grandma." She responded warmly.
She heard her grandmothers steps fade away. Clare pushed herself back, letting the gravity bring the swing forward when she lifted her foot off the ground. Closing her eyes, she slowly cleared her mentally agonizing thoughts and began to think about Eli. Thinking of him seemed to cheer her up. She wished he was with her, to make her forget.
"Thinking about me?"
Once again she was startled. She fluttered her eyes open to see Eli standing in front of the steps. Clare was impressed at his apparel. He wore a lengthy striped granddad top, scrunched up at the elbows. Khaki green chino pants covered his lower body, with a brown belt and semi-worn out leather sneakers. He was dressed to impress.
"Did you know I was coming?" He smirked, when Clare stood up taking in her clothing.
"No." She crossed her arms. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm taking you out on a date?" He smiled. "I should have warned you, but I was too excited it didn't even cross my mind yesterday."
"A date?" She asked condescendingly. Eli nodded, ans extended his hand like a gentleman. Clare smiled, grabbing his hand. He walked her to his truck, and opened the door for her.
"It's no noble steed, but it'll do."
Clare giggled, his anxiousness was very cute. Eli shut the door and went around to the driver's side, and hopped in. He started the engine and was off into the road.
X
"Are you lost? - Eli? - Why aren't you answering me?" Clare pouted, and gave up. They've been driving for miles and all she could distinguish was that they were in the middle of nowhere. There weren't even anymore farmhouses or animals in sight.
He finally came to a stop, driving through some off the road trail. He parked and exited the vehicle without a word, and headed straight to the back of his truck. Clare watched him through the rear view mirror, wondering where the hell they were and why he suddenly stopped.
The truck shook as he slid some things out and heard him fumble from afar. After almost ten minutes she decides to see for herself, and steps out of the truck. She walks behind the truck and She gasps at what she sees.
"It's no extravagant restaurant but I tried." Eli smiled nervously noticing Clare when he finished lighting the candle in the middle of the large, checkered picnic blanket on the ground. There was a basket placed on the side with a rose lying on the basket.
Clare smiled widely, her heart bursting from happiness. She'd never, in a million years, expect someone to do something like this, especially for her. Well, she knew there were odd guys out there who would, but...she never expected Eli to.
Eli stood there gazing at her, hopeful she wouldn't think it was too cheap or dumb. He got the hint that she liked it when she threw her arms around his neck, hugging him. He hesitantly hugged her back in relief.
"You have no idea how glad I am that you don't hate this." Eli whispered.
"It's from you, straight from your heart. How could anyone hate this?" She moved back to look at him, and pecked him kindly on the lips.
"Shall we dine now madam?" He asked when she pulled away.
X
Everything about this date was cliché and perfect. They shared lighthearted laughs, and ate a delicious home cooked meal that Eli made, from stealing one of Cece's recipe's from her cook books.
After, for dessert, he was going to bake a delicious velvet cake, but his eyes had fallen on a recipe of Eclairs. He's eaten many of them before, and they all tasted different, but Eli added his own spice to the dessert, and thought they were a much more sophisticated and appetizing treat.
He romantically fed her the smooth Eclair, and it melted right into her mouth. It was so good she moaned from delight, and Eli had to check himself.
The rose he brought was cut from the stem, short enough to stick behind Clare's ear. He brushed all of the hair back, and told her truthfully, that she looked really pretty. She was stunning in his eyes regardless, but he had to tell her, especially with the rose.
Now it may seem like Eli was the perfect guy, and he did one hell of a job, which he did, but he was so unsure of this at first. He thought she'd want something exclusive like how she described the night before. Luckily she wasn't so needy, and she was appreciative of what he could do.
It was merely nighttime when all was said and done. Eli put everything he took out away, and Clare blew out the candle.
"Eli this was an amazing first date. It totally beats some fancy restaurant."She leaned to peck him on the lips. "But why here?"
"Well, our date isn't even over yet. You have yet to see why I chose such a secluded location."
"Are you trying to seduce me?" She lifted an eyebrow.
"No, Clare why would you ever think that, I swear that's not my intention." Eli spoke quickly.
"Eli, chill." She laughed putting her hand on his shoulder. "It was only a joke."
Eli smiled, anxious. He knew she was, he just didn't like her thinking of only that intention. But he had his reason, and he wanted to finally ask.
"Back in L.A...did you have boyfriends?"
"Is this a trick question?"
"No, just, answer me please." He begged.
Clare sighed. "Well, I had friends who were boys. I met guys and dated and that's it."
"Are you sure. You..never...did anything with them?"
"...You think I'm some tramp..."
"No I don't, Fitz heard rumors-"
"Fitz? What." Clare scoffed. "Fitz doesn't know one thing about me. A-and those rumors are rumors for reasons."
"What about the pictures of you with different guys?"
Clare glared at him. "You went through old magazines?"
"Drew's girlfriend collects them and I was just curious."
Clare rubbed her temple, and sighed miserably. "I was going through a phase." Eli's heart began thumping in his chest as she began her confession. "Jenna told me all about her sex life, and sometimes she'd have me wait out of a hotel room while she..did her business. She told me I had to loosen up, and be sexy, so she gave me this make over. Cut my hair, bought new clothes, gave me confidence. I actually felt good. I suddenly became news because I went through a 'drastic transformation' and boys started...liking me. I actually felt wanted for once. At parties I danced with guys provocatively. But for Jenna it wasn't enough."
"So you had sex." Eli answered, sounding broken hearted.
"I met this famous rock-star, Peter Stone at a release was the lead singer of Studz, and we got to know each other. Jenna had pulled me away and told me that it was my chance. Peter wanted it, and...I asked him to go somewhere and he took me to his hotel room. Things got hot and heavy but we didn't have sex. I just couldn't let it get that far."
"But the rumors..."
"Peter promised not to say anything if I let him brag about having sex with me. We were together, doing other things but we made it seem like more."
"You lied."
"My reputation changed, for the better. My father was upset, but he paid attention. I had become addicted to how Peter made me feel when we were intimate, so after Peter and I went our separate ways, I began seeing different boys. Just like Peter, we weren't having sex. I'd just allow guys to claim they did, if they gave me the attention I wanted, and they did. They were all so-called boyfriends, but they wouldn't stick around because I wouldn't go all the way. So, I'm still a virgin, but I'm still a type of whore."
Eli looked at her disbelievingly, processing and eating her words. It was certainly not what he was expecting. Eli took Clare's hand, looking at her humiliated face. "I do not think you are any kind of whore. You made mistakes."
"I stopped fooling around with guys after a while, tested myself, came out clean and stuck to partying and scandals. That way I still got some kind of attention."
"Clare-"
"Do you know why I never gave it up? My purity ring. I stopped wearing it when I moved to L.A and lost all my beliefs in god, but mom...my mom, I remember, the only memory I have of just her, is when she gave me that ring. She told me true love waits." Clare's eyes began welling with tears. "Now I don't believe in all that marriage crap, but I believe in waiting for the one I love."
Eli was a little more relieved of her clarification, but he still felt bad. She still exposed her body in a way, and he wanted to tell her that he'd give her all the love, attention, and needs she wanted. He wanted to tell her that he'd give her everything. He even wanted to tell her that if he could, he'd go back in time and make sure none of that ever happened.
Eli wiped the single tear the slipped down her cheek and Clare laughed, feeling ridiculous. "Look at me, crying."
"It's okay." Eli kissed her. "I know something that could make you feel better."
Eli stood up, and brought Clare with him. He walked towards his truck, and climbed in the back where he'd fixed, and covered out a blanket on. He helped Clare in and she placed herself between his legs, her back against his chest.
"You see the stars?" Eli leaned back against the truck, staring up at the open sky.
"Eli!" She gasped. "Everything looks beautiful. The sky is so clear and the moon is so close." She smiled. "This is why you came up here?"
"It's exactly why." He smiled, kissing her neck. "But, these stars are nothing now compared to your blue eyes. The shine in yours put them to shame."
"Eli, stop lying." She giggled. "How did I go from hating your guts, to wanting to kiss you all the time?"
"You hated me!" Eli sniffled dramatically.
"Well, I always found you cute."
"And here I was thinking you hated me." Eli rolled his eyes sarcastically.
Clare tilted her head back, and closed her eyes. "I told you, I could never hate you." Her breath tickled his lips, as they dove in for each other's lips.
Their kiss rapidly converted into a burning make out. It was becoming uncomfortable because of the awkward position they were in. Clare twisted around, sitting up, still in-between his legs. Her hands roamed his chest, arms and shoulders savoring his fit figure.
Eli sucked in a breath, and impatiently pulled Clare into his lap, feeling bold. He remembered Clare basically telling him to be risky, and not be afraid. He'd take that, but not too far, since he was still shy. He drowned in her mouth when she moaned when he squeezed her breast softly, moving his hand over it.
Clare rocked her body against his, biting and sucking his lips desperately. She hadn't felt so alive, and excited in what seemed like forever. In the past, the only guy she's ever done something to was Peter. Everyone else only pleased her, and she wants to return to Eli the attention he gives her, even though he doesn't do it physically. Clare broke the kiss and pressed her forehead against his.
"Eli..." Her hand drifted down his chest, all the way down to his belt. "Relax." She panted against his lips, never tearing her gaze from his eyes as she unbuckled his belt and unclasped the button on his jeans.
"Wait Clare-"
"Shhh." She kissed him. "You'll like this." She bit her lip, as she slowly dragged the zipper down. She pulled his pants down just enough to free him. Carefully, she wrapped her hand around his hard length and Eli tensed up. She kissed him tenderly on the lips to ease him down, and when he did, she plunged her arm down, moving up and down.
Eli panted harshly against Clare's face, and she swallowed his groans and breaths. She panted hard with him, doing all the right things, seeing what was pleasant for him. She wasn't new at this, but she wanted him to feel good, and she felt good – turned on just watching him contort in pleasure.
She moved faster around him, gripping him just right, and kissing down his jaw and down to his neck, licking the place right where the shoulder meets the neck. She placed kisses all over his neck, and brought her mouth to his ear.
"You ready?" She blew into his ear sexily. Eli found his hands hitching up her skirt, gripping onto her thighs recklessly. He was feeling a boiling pool heating, ready for a release. He wanted it badly, and she was doing a damn well great job getting him there.
She brought her face back up to his, and kissed him viciously drowning his silent please in her mouth. She tugged his bottom lip between her teeth, pulling hard, pining for his peak, and she got just that. She threw him violently over the edge.
"God, Clare." Eli fanned tiredly. "You are just amazing."
She smiled, kissing his head as he relished in the afterglow of his very first orgasm. Eli pulled Clare down roughly, kissing her with a passion she never felt. Feeling confident, and different, Eli pushed Clare down on her back.
He left his essence to trail all over her neck, before sealing their lips all over again. Again, he used his left hand to massage her breast, and she moaned at the contact.
Eli closed his eyes."I want to hear that again." He whispered suddenly. He wanted to hear that always, and only from her.
His hand trailed down to her exposed legs, and moved under her skirt.
"How do I do this?" Eli gulped, feeling like an idiot.
"I only did that for you." She chuckled cutely. "I don't want anything in return, especially if you don't know how."
"I want to learn." He pleaded, sounding innocent.
Clare smiled, and pecked him. "Do what you think is right. I'll lie back, and you take control of exploring."
"If I do something wrong?"
"I'll let you know." She assured him.
He smirked, and began kissing her again. He inched his hands higher, crawling teasingly up her soft, milky thighs. He found the fabric of her underwear and fingered the fabric nervously. He was right there, and he didn't want to screw up.
Eli lifted his head up, stuck his head to her forehead, closing his eyes, to concentrate on his hands. He slid beneath feeling the smooth skin. From there his actions were on instinct. He touched her sensitive flesh, earning a small gasp from Clare. This boosted his ego a little and he slowly began moving his fingers.
His tedious movements made Clare squirm in dire need, but Eli preferred to take it slower. He slithered his tongue into her mouth, mimicking his circular movements of his fingers over her clit with his tongue in her mouth. It felt so alien, but raw and addictive. Her beautiful body writhing under his touch was stimulating, and mesmerizing. Her eyebrows furrowed, her mouth fell open in low gasps, her chest and hips shifted and wiggled and she kissed him harder and harder each time like she needed him.
He stirred his hand, and his frolicking fingers circulated faster, with a bit more pressure. He wanted to see what else he can get from her, he wanted to know how the girl beneath him basked after he's done with her.
He rubbed faster circles, never stopping until her hips bucked, and her legs instinctively closed on its own. Eli removed his hand, and pulled her skirt back down.
"You were perfect, Eli." She laughed, her body tingling.
"I know." Eli smirked.
Clare's mouth fell open. "Oh no, sexual ego increased."
"I just liked seeing you like that." He leaned down, lusciously kissing her.
Clare rolled her eyes knowingly. Now that he's made some one feel good, he won't stop. It happens to the best of newbie's.
"I should get you home. Your grandparents are probably worried."
"They'll be fine." She said pulling him back from leaving.
X
Eli walked Clare to the front porch of the farmhouse, standing under the light of the porch.
"What did you think of your first date?" Eli asked.
"I loved it. It wasn't what I imagined. It was better than I imagined."
Eli smiled."It's not over yet. though."
Clare tilted her head curiously.
"A good night kiss."
"Oh, well then...goodnight Eli." Clare said awkwardly, and Eli grabbed her hands.
"Goodnight Clare." He reluctantly but happily placed his full lips over her soft one's sharing a dreamy, sugary kiss, that left Clare feeling all sorts of things. This definitely didn't even deserve fireworks. It needed nuclear bombs, because their hearts blasted and imploded with blaze.
His lips tenderly pulled away from hers, both taking their time to open their eyes. His green orbs lingered on her one more time, and he walked away, although neither wanted the night to end.
"Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven." The bodies in the church standing, all prayed in unison, concluding the peaceful mass. The last verse was rehearsed, and it was finally over.
Today, the church cleared out quicker than usual. It seems like people were in a rush or just didn't want to stick around. As usual, Eli stood for a bit longer on his knee's giving his respects.
Clare finished mingling with Eli's parents, Katie's parents and Drew and Adam's father, and went back inside the large white building, seeking Eli.
She frowned, wondering where he went when she didn't spot a single raven head in the pews. She walked down the aisle slowly, the feeling creepily irking her. It was like someone, God maybe, even though she wasn't much of a believer, was shining a light on her. Why, she wouldn't know, but there was some kind of irony of the beams flashing through the window directly on her.
She sat down on one of the pews, and looked up at the large cross in front of her. She was being beckoned to do this and she did. She bowed her head, clasped her hands together and prayed silently. Over and over again, she prayed that her mom was safe, and hoped that her mom never forgot her. She prayed for her father, grandparents and her new friends. She thanked, not specifically God, but she thanked someone for her second chance. She felt like she was given a second chance to revive her life that could have been going down a messy road.
Right when she began diving into a reverie of memories, and her own emotions, someone plopped down beside her. She looked up to see it was Eli and smiled.
"I was looking for you." She said putting her hand over his.
Eli kept his eyes averted to the ground for a minute before wavering them ahead of him in the direction of the huge cross.
"I want to tell you about Julia."
Ah yes, so I hope their relationship isn't rushed. I make the chapters long, over a duration of days and weeks. But yeah, now you have some background on Clare and what she did. Now, we're getting to Eli. Next chapter will be a little intense. I hope you guys enjoyed their dat. I tried to make it sweet, since Eli's so inexperienced. Also, don't think that the little Car was fundraiser scene was nothing. There is a reason why I included the car wash fundraiser in the first place and you'll find out why next chapter.
Chapter title Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift.
This chapter was actually way longer but I cut it off. I'm writing the next chap.
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