Bellamy waited till he knew the girls were gone before pausing the game. Everyone looked at him in question.
"What the hell, I was winning!" Jasper said. Bellamy handed Monty his controller.
"I need to talk to Finn on the porch"" Bellamy stated standing, Finn nodded standing and following him to the door. They stepped out and Bellamy shut the sliding door behind them.
"Whats up?" Finn asked.
"You said you were doing laundry today, however I saw you in town" Bellamy took notice to the immediate stillness of Finn, and to his own increasing blood pressure.
"Yeah, I had to pick up some stuff"
"Like a brunette maybe?" Bellamy questioned sarcastically.
"I would never do that to Clarke" Finn stood eye to eye with him.
"That's good, and it better be true because she doesn't deserve that"
"Bellamy, jealousy doesn't look well on you, that's what this is about, I know you aren't a big fan of me, you are just pissed you are stuck in the friend zone."
"Finn, that's all we are is friends, don't give me some bullshit about being friend zoned. She's like a little sister to me. You better tell her you were out shopping with a friend." Bellamy stated his voice much louder than the beginning of the conversation.
"So she can jump to conclusions like you and accuse me of things I didn't do, I think not, It's no big deal, no need to make it into one, what she doesn't know can't her hurt her, you don't want to hurt her right?" Finn asked before walking into the house.
"Dammit" Bellamy punched the siding to the house wishing it was Finn's face, He felt the swelling and throbbing pain in his knuckles almost instantly.
He turned to the door hearing female voices, 'Shit' Clarke and Octavia were headed for the porch.
"I forgot my keys Bell" Octavia said stepping out on the porch. Bellamy nodded rubbing his one hand with the other.
"Put some ice on that hand, don't let him get to you, I need you two to get along, for me, please?"Clarke said resting her hand on his, inspecting it gently.
"Clarke, I"
"Bellamy, don't, it's not your fault, whatever it is, Finn and I will work through it, I'll be okay." She gave him a small smile before turning to Octavia.
"Let's go" Octavia said pulling her out, Clarke paused grabbing another kiss from Finn as she rushed through the living room.
He sat outside trying to clear his mind. Running the days events through his head. His phone chiming made him jump.
He clicked the screen on.
Clarke: Thank you for standing up for me, but you know I can handle myself right?
Bellamy: Anytime Princess, and Yes, I know not to get involved unless asked, sometimes I can't help it.
Clarke: It really means a lot to me, you always have my back and I want you to know I appreciate it.
Bellamy: That's what friends are for, I'll always be here for you.
He sent his last message and headed into play XBox. He had a need to kick Finn's ass, even if it was just in a game.
...
Octavia sat next to Clarke at the nail salon.
"So, how's it going?"
"I told you, everything is good, Finn's just busy a lot, overtime and stuff"
"Did you say anything to him about it?"
"Yeah, he's trying to save money up quick" Clarke replied.
"I think he's an asshole, just my personal opinion though" Octavia said drawing looks from some other ladies around the salon.
"It's bad enough I have to control Bellamy around him, do you think you can at least try to be nice, for me?" Clarke asked.
"Yea, I suppose, Bellamy is pissed though, knowing he is just shoving you to the side, like you aren't a priority"
"Only Bellamy could get that worked up over something that has nothing to do with him, and it isn't even a big deal" Clarke replied shaking her head.
"Clarke get real, Bellamy is pretty much your boyfriend now, just without the kissing and stuff, do you really not notice that, how do you miss the constant compliments and the concerned overprotective behavior?"
"Octavia that describes an older brother or close friend relationship"
"When is the last time you saw Bellamy compliment me?" Octavia asked.
Clarke sat thinking for awhile.
"I'm not his type, I don't compare to the girls that he brings home, He has never given me a reason to think otherwise."
"If you opened your eyes, You might be surprised" Octavia smiled.
"Wouldn't matter anyway seeing as I'm taken O, I'm not that kind of girl, and I do open my eyes, every time I pass Roma in the hall I cringe, do not put me in a category with her." Octavia couldn't help but laugh,
"Ahh yess, Roma, your arch nemesis" she joked.
They finished their girl time and headed back to the guys.
The living room was full of bodies, Bellamy and Finn on the couch, Jasper and Monty on the floor and Wick and Lincoln in kitchen chairs that they relocated to behind the couch.
They snuck in making there way to the kitchen, Octavia held up some wine, Clarke nodded grabbing two glasses and they headed for Octavia's room unnoticed.
Clarke sat at the computer, Octavia unfolded the other chair, she poured them drinks then sat next to her.
"Let's see what everyone's up too" Clarke said opening Octavia's profile.
Clarke didn't have a facebook but Octavia does, they scrolled through her friends.
After a bottle of wine was polished off the two girls laid on the bed laughing over different stuff they looked at in the magazines Octavia had spread across the bed. Clarke's phone buzzed on the nightstand.
Finn: I'm going to head home, you coming over or no?
Clarke : We are going to be awhile, I'll stay at Octavia's, send you a message in the morning.
Finn: Okay, Goodnight
Clarke: Night
She put the phone down looking at Octavia.
"Can I borrow clothes"
"Of course" Octavia answered grabbing a tank top and pajama pants. Clarke put her hair up in a messy pony tail and changed into the clothes.
"I'm gonna go grab that other bottle of wine, be right back" Clarke said grabbing the empty bottle and heading out the door down the hall.
She tossed the empty one in the trash, she was about to climb on the counter to reach the full one on top of the fridge when she heard someone clear their throat. She turned to see Bellamy standing there.
" I know you weren't about to stand on my counter" he said smiling.
"Of course not, would I do that? you wouldn't mind grabbing that wine would you?" She smiled back.
" I suppose, and yes you would do that, I saw you two sneak in awhile ago, I take it that's where that bottle went" he motioned to the one in the trash, handing her the full one.
"Thank you and don't judge me" she laughed poking him in the side.
" I wouldn't dare" he answered jumping away from her, she reached to poke him again and he turned and snapped her with a dish towel causing her to shriek, the guys yelling at each other over a race result fell silent.
"Bellamy be nice" she laughed as he was twirling it preparing for a second shot. He had her backed against the corner of the counter and struck her in the leg, she let out another shriek.
"Bellamy!" She yelled sliding the wine bottle on the counter top and quickly lunging for the other towel that sat in her reach. She wasn't fast enough, he caught her wrist pulling her too him. She laughed as she was yanked into his chest, she tilted her head up to meet his eyes.
"I'm trying to be nice, if you want a war grab the towel, if you want to be free to go just grab your wine." His eyes danced with amusement, she bit her lip studying him thoughtfully .
"I choose freedom " she smiled lifting her hands in surrender grabbing the bottle. He threw the towel down seconds before she poked him again and took off running. Her laughter followed by the slamming door echoed through the house. He shook his head smiling to himself before heading in to the living room full of questioning glances. He couldn't wipe the smirk off his face if he had too. He loved her smile and her playful side.
"Well?" Jasper asked.
"Well what? Shes crazy don't ask me, I don't know what she's screaming for"
"Right" he nodded, as everyone exchanged looks before, starting a new game.
...
"What the Hell are you running from, scared me half to death slamming the door."
"Your damn brother" Clarke replied
Octavia broke out in a wide grin.
"Don't even say it!" Clarke scolded looking at her and opening the wine.
They finished that bottle, the both of them feeling pretty tipsy escorted each other to the kitchen. They threw the bottle out, then headed to the living room. They leaned over the back of the couch between Lincoln and Wick who were seated in chairs at each end. Octavia leaning against Lincoln's legs for support. Clarke leaned forward her mouth not far from Bellamy's ear.
"Are you winning?" Clarkes voice was quieter then normal
" I'd like to think so" Bellamy replied smiling, but not taking his eyes off the television.
The feel of her breath on his neck was forcing him to really focus on the game. His mind was fighting to head in a different direction.
"Clarke, you are a distraction" Bellamy said watching Monty's car fly past him.
"Don't let him win, c'mon, catch up!" Clarke cheered him on. She moved her one hand to the back of his neck, gently resting it there, her fingers caressing his skin. He felt like her hand was burning straight through him.
"Sorry sweetheart, thats it , Monty wins" he said handing the controller off to Wick for the next race.
"We are headed to bed, see you in the morning " Octavia said smiling pulling Clarke with her.
"Night princess " his voice carried down the hall.
"Night Bell."