A/N: I'M SO SO SORRY!

Here's the thing, like the first 3 weeks of my absence, it wasnt writer's block that kept me from updating this story, but it was PURE laziness. I was always around the computer, but I would never have any determination or sit down on the computer and type (if only I could write on paper and it would automatically transfer to fanfic). + I have school :P

Oh and the other half week of my absence, I was actually ready to type, but seriously, I was sick and refused to take medicine at first and when I didn't, I felt awful. :( yes it was bad - and IDK if I'm just being overdramatic but I felt as if I was gonna die. BUT NOW its Monday, I didn't go to school and yesterday night I took medicine, so I felt good enough to type. So I FINISHED THIS CHAPTER.

So with school getting more work filled and built-in laziness traits, it will be hard to post new chapters steadily and as quick as I have been in the PAAAST, I will try to get a chapter up when I can. Just understand, crap happens and that I'm a really slow typeR...

SO THE CHAPTER. The cliffhanger thing from last chapter was... m. And I asked for you guys to guess who pulled Eli in. That wasn't really a fair question considering I changed who I wanted to pull Eli in the closet to be. IDK. Not my fav chapter. Let me shut up. Just read.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN - LUAUS & LOVE PT2

(Clare's POV)

After I get off of the phone with Adam, I make it my mission to find Eli before it's too late. I quickly kick my heels against the floor, pushing my chair back. Once out far enough, I rise from my chair. Standing up, I catch a glimpse of the only exit/entrance that I am aware of that takes you back inside the hotel; it is directly across from me.

I would dart straight over to it, but in between me and that door is the dance floor, which is flooded by a thick crowd of dancing guests. I don't want to get delayed going through that ruckus, so I do what any smart person would do, I go around, avoiding having to get through that chaos.

I begin going around, and it seems to have been a more time-saving strategy, because it only takes me about a minute or less. As I'm walking toward the exit, I have to pass the bar. Walking by it, I cease my speed walking at the sight of a familiar looking red-head in a blue Aloha dress; it was the red-haired girl I had allowed Eli to dance with earlier - the one who had expected him to be making out with in an elevator on the way up to her suite right now.

Seeing her at the bar alone - and without Eli - lifts the heavy weight of worry off of my chest. Knowing that she and Eli and her weren't on the verge of having sex right now has really calmed my fidgeting nerves.

I exhale softly, then saunter over to the red-head, hoping that she could point me in the possible direction of where Eli had run off to. I approach her, then apply three light taps to her shoulder and smile, "Hey."

The girl turns around, the smile she wore on her face before she had seen me fades as soon as she catches sight of my face. An expression of nervousness comes upon her face and I hear it in her voice as she stutters, "Oh, uh, h-hi."

I furrow my brows slightly at her, clueless as to the reason why she was being so jittery around me. "Hey," I repeat, adding another smile to the end, then ask, "Have you seen Eli, the guy I had let you dance with earlier? I need to talk to him. Do you know where he might've went?"

"He said he had to go use the bathroom."

"Okay, thank you."

Im ready to turn and leave the girl at the bar and head to the men's restroom, but stop when she calls out, "Hey, um, girl." I glance back. I know she's talking to me even though, she didn't use my name - mostly because I had not given her my name.

When I turn back, the red-head continues to speak as she sees she has caught my attention again. "Aye, um,"

"Clare." I state.

"Oh, Clare. Hey, I'm sorry for basically dragging your boyfriend out to dance with me; I really didn't know you two were together. I shouldn't have assumed-"

I interrupt her apology. "It's okay," I say, waving it off, "no need to apologize, it's fine."

"Okay, well I need to go find him now."

With saying that, I abandon the girl and try to complete the rest of my journey to the door. My hand is on the handle of one of the two double doors when I hear another voice call out to me. But this time, the voice is one I have always been able to distinguish my entire life; Darcy's. "Clare," Darcy hollers, "wait up!"

I stop and sigh, annoyed by the fact that I am getting held up when I could be getting held by Eli. I rotate around to see Darce trotting over to me. "What Darcy?" I question, but she doesn't answer me. She comes closer to me and wraps her arms around, hugging me tightly.

"Clare are you okay?" She asks, letting me go and looking me in my eyes as if she's sad for me. "I didn't know you and Eli were fighting."

"We're not." I deny. "Why would you think that?"

"Peter told me. He and I were dancing and I looked over and saw that Eli was dancing with some other girl, some red-head that wasnt you. I showed Peter and he got so pissed - I did too, but not as pissed as he. He told me that earlier at breakfast, he had noticed that you and he were a bit...distant." The way she said "distant" sounded a bit unsure. She continues, "And I seen it too, just now when we were at the table - and actually the whole night. You two havent even touched really or kissed and at the table when we all go up to dance, I couldn't help but notice you two didn't get up. And then I saw him dancing with a different girl."

"Everything is fine Darce. I really didn't feel like dancing and I didn't feel like it was fair of me to let Eli suffer through the boredom because of me. The girl had just came up and asked him to dance; he didn't want to, but I told him to go ahead. He and she danced and he went to the bathroom. I just saw the girl at the bar and she told me that's where he went."

"Oh," Darcy responds, her mouth making a subtle "o" shape.

I nod, "Yeah. So where's Peter?"

"We say 'that girl' whisper in his ear and he and her leave the dance floor, and he thought Eli and the girl were going to mess around, so he went to find Jake. I guess they were gonna track Eli and that girl down."

"Wait, she whispered in his ear."

"Yeah and they had left through the crowd so we thought that they were gonna hook up, but I guess not since you saw her at the bar...You should go find Eli quick before Peter and Jake end up kicking his ass."

The unpleasant thought of Eli getting pumbled by Jake and Peter flashes through my mind. Peter and Jake aren't really violent, but my vision comes out to be more graphic and gory as the scene would probably be if it were to really happen. I bite my lip as I say, "I should go find him before they do."

"Yeah, that'd be a good idea."

I nod yet again then start out the door, but before I do, I catch a glimpse of the dance floor and spot Vivian dancing awfully close with some blonde haired guy with glasses and an unbuttoned green and blue Aloha shirt. I twist my lips. "Jake and Peter should stop worrying about Eli's fidelity," I lazily point over to Vivian. "And start questioning Vivian's."

...

(Eli's POV)

The door shuts and a pair rough hands toss me down to sit upon a small stool. It's pitch black in the room I was yanked into except for the thin line of light I can see at the bottom of the door coming from the other side. I'm assuming that I've been dragged into a janitor's closet or something, because it just smells like chemicals in here. But even though I know that, I am still clueless as to who pulled me in here.

Was it Jessica. Maybe she...? Nah, it can't be her. I don't believe she'd go to these measures.

Maybe its Clare? If so, why would she pull me in here? And why were her hands so rough?!

It could be Vivian, but I don't think she's that persistent in getting to me; pulling me in a dark closet and trying to seduce me, doesn't seem like something she'd do. But I don't know her that well, so it could be something she'd do.

Suddenly, the lights flicker on and I jump a little when I notice two hard faces looking at me, Peter and Jake . Peter is standing right in front of me, staring at me intensely, while Jake is still standing by the light switch, scowling at me.

I become immensely nervous, wondering, "Why did they drag me in here? What did I do wrong? Why do they look like they want to murder me?" All of these questions and many more over flood my brain until Peter speaks and snaps me out of my own panicky thought.

"You remember our agreement, right," Peter reminds me and I nod. "We had an understanding and you're already fucking up!" Peter accuses, raising his voice.

I furrow my brows at Peter and squint my eyes at him. I don't know why he's yelling at me; what did I do wrong? "How am I fucking up? W-what did I do?"

I eye and hear Jake lock the door.

Oh boy, they're going to kick my ass...

Peter sternly points his finger at me and seethes, "I saw that you and Clare were in a fight earlier at breakfast, and-and Jake told me that you told him that you were gonna fix it. But running off and dancing with some slut doesn't look like fixing it! And she was fucking whispering in your ear and shit - what the fuck was that?! W-were you gonna go off and sleep with her! Cause Eli if you cannot make my sister happy - let alone commit to her -, I think it's best that you just leave her alone. Leave her be and then you can do whatever and whoever you want!"

"It not like that!" I shoot. "I never intended to make Clare mad earlier, but it doest matter anymore because we did make up and were fine now. And as for Jessica," Both of them raise their eyebrows at me at the mention of the unfamiliar name. "The girl I was dancing with," I tell him. "As for her, I don't know her, but she asked me to dance and Clare pushed me onward to do it, so I did - I danced. But yeah she did whisper in my ear for me to go with her, but I turned her down."

Peter and Jake simultaneously scoff, not believing me, I guess. "Eli, I honestly thought we could become good friends or somethin' while on this trip," Jake admits, walking up beside Peter, "but I don't think so anymore; not if you're just gonna use my sister for sex, then hook up with other girls, too."

I'm baffled by his words. "I am not a player," I inform him softly, "I'd never do such a thing to Clare, or any girl for that matter." Another double scoff sounds and I become agitated that they do not see me as a trustworthy figure and only as a liar and potential cheater.

"I don't believe you," Peter bluntly states. "And I would kick your ass right now, but I can't - that'd just ruin the vacation."

"Peter, I'm not lying," I explain. "Clare really did urge me to dance with that girl, and as for sex, I did say 'no' to her." I glance over to Jake. "And using Clare for sex? No, I wouldn't do that. Plus, she and I havent even had sex -"

Peter interrupts me. "So if you're not getting any from her, then you'll take what you can get?"

I put my hand on my head and I exhale in frustration. "Did you guys hear anything I just said? Anything I said the other day, too?! I'm not interested in any other girls, therefore, I deny their suggestions and offers. Clare's special, I don't wanna hurt her-"

My words are cut off by my cellphone's ringtone coming from my pocket.I ignore Peter and Jake and wrench my cellphone out of my pocket. Whoever this is, is my savior, guardian, hero, ticket out of this closet!

The person calling is Clare.

"Who is it?" Jake inquires roughly, and I answer him by flashing my screen in his direction.

I answer the phone. "Hello."

"Hey Eli. Where are you?" Clare asks. "That girl told me you went to the bathroom, but I went there and had some guy check and he said it was empty."

"Oh, uh, um," I hesitate to answer her question. I look up at my persicutors and Peter is still scowling at me. I twist my lips and lie, "Yeah, I went to the bathroom, then I went back to the hotel room."

"Wait, why did you go back to the room? The luaus not even over yet?"

"Oh, because I...I didn't really feel good so I went back up there to lay down and rest."

"Oh okay, well I need to talk to you so I'm headed up there."

"Okay bye."

"Bye."

Clare hangs up on me and I smirk at both Peter and Jake. "Well I must be going now. M'lady says she needs to speak to me." I say teasingly, rising up from the stool.

"Hopefully, if she's noticed what we have, it's probably to break up with you." Peter comments wickedly.

"Doubt that," I state, then internally add, "She can't actually 'break up' with me, because were not really dating." The thought makes me laugh a bit, but then grimace, thinking about how she had turned me down though.

Still standing in front of me, blocking my path, are Jake and Peter. "Excuse me," I say politely as I brush passed them. I go to the door, unlock it, and exit the closet, leaving the two of them behind, probably even more pissed at me than before.

...

(Clare's POV)

I sit nervously on the bed. Eli was not here like he had claimed to be; I don't know why but I feared that he was off doing God-knows-what with another girl already, but I wanted to tell him badly, tell him that I wanted to be with him too.

I have been mentally debating how I should tell him, what exactly should I say to him. Should I just skip the words and the long confession and just kiss him, hoping that he'll know what that means even though I never verbally said anything.

I've sat on the bed several times then stood up several times. I was deciding if I wanted myself to be sitting when I tell him or standing up. There was problems with both actions.

If I was on the bed and told him, it would make me seem too inviting, so I stand. But after many minutes of waiting, I thought it would be awkward for me to be standing and awaiting his arrival.

So disregarding the unwanted invitation the action would bring, I just sat back down. But to make it less "inviting", I turned on the television and made it casual.

The tv turns on and The Lion King fades in to my view. I smile and watch.

suddenly, I hear the door being unlocked and opening. I grin slightly at Eli's faces as I see it come into view. I kick my feet off the edge of the bed and face his direction.

Eli shuts the door and looks over at me. "Thank. You," He says happily, sliding off his shoes. I don't know why he's thanking me but I don't ask, because he continues to speak.

"Sorry for lying about being here," Eli apologizes. "I was actually leaving the restroom, about to go back to the luau, when I was snatched into the janitor's closet." I raise my eyebrows in shock. "It was Jake and Peter, they were interrogating me, yet again."

"Again?" I question.

"Yeah, they did persecuted me in the elevator the other day, too, then again just now. They said they saw me dancing with Jessica, that girl."

I bite my lip and say, "I shouldn't have been so quick to pawn you off to dance with that girl."

"Then why did you do it?" Eli asks, walking over to the dresser and opening one of the drawers

I shrug, then I'm about to begin to tell him the reason why, but he cuts me off. "So are we going back to the luau?" Eli asks, "Or are we gonna stay here and watch Lion King - cause I'm all for Lion King."

I smile at Eli, remembering that his humor is one of the many things I liked about him. He smiles back at me.

His smile: another thing I liked. So bright, so perfect, so contagious.

I need to tell him.

"Eli," I peep, "I'm sorry for being so cold to you the other day, I guess I was confused by the whole thing. I felt awkward by the entire situation, and when I figured out that you liked me, I...I,"

"Flipped out," Eli finishes, laughing a little. "But its okay - were okay right?"

I bite my lip again, hesitate to speak, then finally blurt, "Eli, I changed my mind."

He gives me an odd look and says, "Excuse me?"

I sigh, "I said I've changed my mind...about you...about us... Unless it's too late and you changed your mind about it already and you don't wanna break up with Julia anymore, then I completely understand and you can just forget everything I just said just now." My words come out nervously fast, and Eli continues to stare at me as if he's in shock.

"What made you change your mind?"

"Your speech," I rejoin. "and-and I was going to tell you I changed my mind earlier, but when I came back, you cut me off and insisted on us being friends."

"You should've cut me off and told me."

"I-I tried. I was going to but-"

Without warning, Eli moves closer to me, scoops my cheeks into his hands and delivers, yet another, passionate kiss to my lips. After a few seconds, he discontinues the kiss, but his hands remain on my face. "I've always wanted to kiss you," he admits sweetly, then starts the kiss back up again. Soon enough, our tongues find each other during the open-mouthed kiss, doing a dance with each other, and his hands leavee my face and place themselves upon the sides of my waist.

Somehow the amount of force he was putting forth on the kiss didn't match mine, it over powered my stance. I lose my balance, falling back onto the bed. Eli falls on top, on fours, one of his knees is placed in between my thighs and the other knee is on the opposite side of my left thigh, and we continue kissing.

Eli kisses me with such fervor, that my whole body begins tingling. When his kiss abandons my lips and trails to my neck, I get a feeling. A feeling I remember having during every make out session I've ever had. A feeling of want, need, willingness. Or you can just call it horniness...

In the past, I have been able to turn down Jason and Jackson's attempt somehow. But now that it's Eli causing this feeling, I wonder if I can contain myself. I don't think I can do this.

As Eli kisses my neck, I let out an instinctive moan.

(Eli's POV)

When I hear Clare release a moan, I smirk against her neck. I know this is a good sign so I don't even bother to stop. Becoming uncontrollably turned on right now, I want to see her naked now. My lips leave her neck and revert back to her lips, while my hand creeps up to the back of her neck and find the knot that her dress straps are tied into. I slowly loosen them. Once untied, I try to lower them down.

I lift my head away from Clare's and look down, I move the straps down more, and I'm almost there, then Clare realizes what's going on and she panickingly holds her straps before she's exposed.

"Whats the matter?" I ask.

"Julia," Clare pipes, "W-what about Julia?"

I exhale, annoyed by the name and how she's the reason Clare isn't comfortable right now. "For you, I said I'd break up with her." I sit up and reach into my pocket. I find Julia's contact in my inbox and break up with her through a brief and error-filled text message. I'm so eager that I don't notice the mistakes I made through the text. The text that is probably gonna make me seem like an asshole when read.

Eli: I'm sorey bt I wanna brealup

I toss my phone down onto the floor and I lean down closer to Clare and smile, "Done."

Still holding her straps, Clare bites her lip. I smirk, then return to kissing her. After a few seconds, she gently pushes me back and questions, "Uh, condom?"

"Oh," I say, kinda caught off guard, forgetting that we needed one. "I don't have one; I-I didn't think I'd need one on this trip. I didn't expect... I'll run down to the ABC store and get some. Wait here."

I'm about to get up and off the bed, but Clare grips my arm. "No." she yelps.

When she says no, I assume she's just as eager as I am and that she is using birth control. "Oh, you're on the pill. Cool."

She shakes her head and slowly says, "No..."

"So what am I supposed to do? Pull out?"

"No," Clare shrieks and shakes her head. "Eli, I don't know if I can do this..."

"Clare, are you a virgin?"

She bites her lip (still cute). "No... No I'm not, but I don't know if I'll be able to... I mean, we just agreed on this, but I don't know. I'm just uncomfortable and unsure if I can allow myself to do this with you now." She leans up and quickly reties her straps. "I'm sorry Eli. Maybe we can just pretend this-"

I grab her hand and cut her off . "No. It okay Clare, I can wait whatever amount of time it takes - short or long - untill you do feel comfortable. I wont force you to do anything you don't want to. I still want to be your boyfriend and as long as I know you're mine and I get to at least kiss you, I'll be fine."

She smiles shyly and I smirk.

A/N: ANOTHER PROBLEM ALERT. I actually dont know what I want to happen in the story for the rest of the vacation. Soooo, PLEASE PROVIDE SUGGESTIONS for events that happen in the next chapter for the next day of the story.

No suggestions = Longer wait.

So yeah, review and suggest!

Sincerely the horrible, procrastinating writer of this story,

- MFFITS :(

OH, AND 100 FOLLOWS, I ALMOST CRIED, THANK YOU GUYS