I Think I Love You

by clexa.never.died

When Clarke threatens to leave Arcadia, Bellamy has no choice but to try and stop her. However, when Lexa comes back into Clarke's life, Bellamy and Clarke's love/hate relationship slowly becomes clearer as time crawls on, but maybe not in the best way. Clarke is confused and left to choose between the only two people she has ever loved. (I'm bad at summarizing; Clexa endgame btw)

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Bel, are you sure we're headed in the right direction? I'm pretty sure we passed this rock hours ago. Its getting late and I'm fucking exhausted babe. Can we at least stop here for the night?" Clarke put on her best pout and crossed her arms, staring intently at her lover with her crystal blue eyes. She had him where she wanted him: stuck. He crossed his arms and gave her the eyebrow.

"Stop it, come on. You know I can't say no to that face. Please, no. Not the eyes babe, not the eyes." He pretended to shield his face and look away as Clarke continued to give him puppy eyes. She'd had him beat. "Okay! Okay, fine! We'll camp here for a few hours, but we have to leave at dusk. I mean it Clarke, no more ridiculous excuses." He took her into his arms, and she smiled against his chest. When it came to having her way, Clarke always won. Bellamy was too much of a softie. He reached around her back, and tickled her sides.

"Stop it, stop it," she laughed, pulling away from him. She ran a couple of steps to the left, making him chase after her.

"Wait!" he called after her. "Oh come on, I thought you said you were tired." Even though he was a little irritated, Bel couldn't help but grin and run after her. "Once he caught up to her, he came from behind and practically wrestled her to the ground, tickling her even more. They rolled around on the ground in each other's arms, facing each other, tickling and giggling. When they grew tired of their mini game, Bellamy pulled Clarke even closer to him. He kissed her on the head, and nestled his chin in her hair. She loved it. She loved him. Death surrounded them on all sides, but still they happily fell asleep in each other's arms. Before their minds turned off, and before their eyes fluttered shut, Bellamy whispered into Clarke's ear.

"I love you, Clarke."

"I think I love you too, piss face." Clarke fell asleep quickly, a smirk painted across her face. Though it had occurred several days earlier, she still hadn't let him live down the piss-face incident. He'd been annoyed at first, but to be frank, her teasing turned him on so much. Bellamy loved it when she played with him, it was how she showed her love for him.

"I think so too, princess," he whispered into the darkness. He thought he heard a branch crack behind them, but decided against investigating and fell asleep next to the woman he loved.