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The following Saturday they were all at Octavia's and Lincoln's for a movie night; much to the guys dismay Octavia had selected a series of wedding themed movies, for inspiration she claimed. Bellamy knew his little sister; this was just an excuse to get them to watch a bunch of romantic comedies. Lincoln probably also figured as much, but he didn't mention it so he decided to let his sister have her fun. He could always just pass out and sleep through the movies. He took a spot on the couch, since Clarke was sitting by herself on the lounge chair; he wanted to be as far away from her as possible. It was becoming harder to not touch her when they were around their friends. Small gestures, such as brushing her hair behind her ear when it fell in her eyes or rubbing the back of her hand when she was nervous had become second nature for him, so much so that he was starting to do them unconsciously.

They took a break from watching the movies to eat diner, Bellamy was siting next to Clarke and he was failing miserably at ignoring the frustration that was radiating off her. She was drumming her fingers against the table; clearly annoyed by the fact that Octavia was trying to set him up.

'Bell I don't understand why your refusing, I'm not asking you to marry the girl, just go out on a date with her.'

'I don't need to be set up, I'll find someone to bring to your wedding don't worry.' He hated to disappoint her, but there was no way he was going out with some girl just to keep up appearances.

'I know Bell, but I wish you would move one from one night stands and find something real. This girl is really nice and I really think you two would hit it off, you would be perfect for each other.'

He didn't want to bring attention to Clarke, but after Octavia's words the drumming stopped only to start up again. He couldn't understand why nobody else was hearing this; maybe it was because he was so attuned to Clarke. He couldn't stand it anymore, it was clear this conversation was not pleasant for her. He turned towards her, took her hand in his and held it firmly. She looked at him surprised, it was clear she had been unaware of her own tapping. She quickly drew her hand out of his, but continued to stare at him in shock.

'Sorry if my touch offends you, but could you please stop that irritating noise.' He didn't dare to look back towards Octavia and the rest of their friends. He wasn't sure whether he had managed to pull off his angry voice, he had faltered a little near the end.

'Whatever.' She got up picking up her plate and headed towards the kitchen, it took everything in him to stay in his seat and not go after her.

'Jeez Bell, I get it you don't want to be set up. No need to take it out on poor Clarke. It's just you haven't been surrounded by your usual bimbos when we've been out, I thought you were ready for something more.' His head whipped around in astonishment towards his sister, she had noticed, of course she had noticed she was Octavia, she saw he was trying to change. Maybe they could let her know about their relationship now.

'Your right O, I do want more.' He smiled back at her, but before she got her hopes up, he told her he didn't need his baby sister to find a girl.

'You do, you need me!' She yelled back at him as he walked into the kitchen. Clarke was doing her dishes when he came in.

'You ok princess?' She looked up at him, her forehead was scrunched up, she was giving him her confused look.

'I didn't even realize what I was doing until you stopped me.'

'I'm sorry I took you by surprise, it's just you always do that when you're angry about something and trying to hide it.' He kissed her on the forehead and wrapped her in his arms. 'Do you want to talk about it?'

'It's stupid, how can I be jealous of someone you haven't even met.' A smile tugged at his lips; he didn't like seeing Clarke insecure, but he would be lying if he denied that a part of him enjoyed seeing her get jealous over him. Seeing her standing in his sister's kitchen upset because Octavia had brought up the idea of him going on a date swelled his male pride.

'Clarke you know for me there's only ever been you.' He had known for years that Clarke was the only woman he had ever met that could hold her own against his stubbornness. Girls were always throwing themselves at him and agreed with whatever he said, they didn't think for themselves. Clarke was different; she was smart, caring and always up for a fight, and he loved that about her. It wasn't until he moved back to be close to Octavia that he realized just how deep his feelings for her ran. The more time he spent in her company the more he realized that his attraction to her was more than physical, but out of respect for his sister he keep his distances, until that night at the bar. He can still remember the feeling of her pressed against him as she asked him to kiss her. He knew from the moment their lips touched that he wouldn't be able to stay away from her.

She raised her eye brown at him.

'Well yes there's been other women, but you're the only one that makes me want to stay. I've never been in a relationship before this; never felt the need to be with someone beyond a night of pleasure. But you, I just can't seem to get enough of, I miss you when I'm at work and can't wait to get home to you. You make me want to be more, be better.'

'You don't need to change Bellamy I love you just the way you are.' She loved him. Clarke was gaping at him wide eyed, probably realizing what she just said. She was scared, he wasn't sure of what, but it was obvious on her face she was scared.

'I didn't hear anything, Clarke if that's what you want I didn't hear anything.' He loved her too, and he wanted to tell her, but if she wasn't ready for so much so soon he risked loosing her. How ironic that after spending so many years not wanting to get seriously involved, he ended up being the one that had to prevent Clarke from running and giving into her fears.

'No, Bell, I don't want you to forget about it. I meant it, I love you Bellamy Blake.'

'And I love you Clarke Griffin.' In that moment he forgot about everything; where they were and who was in the next room, all he saw was Clarke. He didn't think it was possible to be this happy; he wrapped Clarke in his arms and kissed her like there was no tomorrow. They remained in their bubble of bliss until someone behind them gasped. When he pulled away from Clarke, she gulped, god he hoped it wasn't Octavia. He turned around to find a very surprised Jasper staring back at them. Before Jasper could say anything, Bellamy rushed to his side and placed his hand on his mouth and dragged him further into the room.

'Jasper I'm going to remove my hand, if you scream I will cause you pain.' He nodded frantically, his eyes moving back and forth between Clarke and I.

'What's going on in the kitchen?' Octavia yelled from the other room. 'Jasper did you check on them, are they still alive?' He hadn't realized how long they had been away from the others; with their track record it wasn't surprising that they had sent someone to make sure they weren't killing each other. Octavia's outburst seemed to bring Jasper back to his senses, and even if Bellamy had tried never could he have predicted what Jasper would do next. Jasper, scrawniest boy Bellamy has ever meet, punched him in the face. Bellamy fell to the floor not because of the strength of the hit, but because of the shock.

'How dare you fool around with Clarke, she's not one of your bimbos. If you ruin her chances with the guy she just met Octavia's going to crucify you.' Bellamy was conflicted, on one hand he really didn't like to be hit and wanted to react appropriately, but on the other hand Jasper was acting in what he thought was Clarke's best interest. He couldn't find it in himself to fault Jasper for wanting to protect his friend, because god knows he would do much worst to anybody who would hurt his princess.

Jasper was on his way out of the kitchen, presumably to tell Octavia how horrible of a person he was. Clarke grabbed onto his arm, as he finally got back on his feet.

'Jasper wait, it's not what you think.'

'You mean I didn't just see Bellamy with his tongue down your throat, a sight I have seen more times then I would like. Clarke you know how he threats women, you deserve better. I know what happened with Finn hurt you, but this isn't the answer.' If even goofy Jasper, who on most days looked up to Bellamy, disapproved of them he didn't see how his sister would ever forgive him for getting involved with Clarke. He had promised Clarke that he wouldn't let their relationship get between her and his sister, he really hoped when the truth came out that Octavia's anger would be directed towards him and spare Clarke.

Clarke was arguing with Jasper, trying to get him to understand that he was more, that they were more. However, Jasper keep shaking his head, as if the simple notion that he could be serious with a girl was impossible for him to compute.

'I love her.' Clarke and Jasper both turned to look at him. 'Jasper I know how I've acted around girls in the past, I understand that you don't trust me with Clarke, but this isn't a fling.' Jasper pondered his words for a few seconds.

'Wait, if this is more than a fling, what about the guy Octavia caught in your apartment.' Bellamy and Clarke looked at each other; he wondered how long it would take Jasper to figure it out.

'Holy shit, the guy in the shower was you. You've been sneaking around for weeks, how in the hell have we missed that.'

'It hasn't been easy.' Clarke said as she wrapped her arms around him. Guess he wasn't the only one that was finding it more and more difficult to stay away.

'You're really serious about her?'

'I am.'

'Fine I'll resist the urge to punch you again.'

'Jasper I'm warning you right now, that's the only hit you get.'

'Fair enough, so should we go tell Octavia?' They shared a look, a look Jasper figured out right away. 'No, no, no you cannot ask me to keep this a secret.'

'Jasper please, just look at how you reacted, we need more time to prepare her for this.'

'Bellamy no amount of time is going to be enough to prepare her. She's your sister, she'll eventually understand.' He was trying to sound supportive, but the look on his face told him he very much doubted that would happen.

'Jasper please, just give us a week.' He looked at Clarke dumbfounded, she couldn't be serious they needed more than a week.

'Fine, one week, but if you haven't said anything by next week I can't be held responsible for my actions.' He held his hands up in the air as he backed away out of the kitchen. Bellamy wanted to stop him, say they needed more along the lines of an entire year before they came clean, but as he was about to follow Jasper out Lincoln appeared.

'They're in one piece O, you can stop worrying.' Lincoln eyed both of them, probably trying to figure out why they were still in the kitchen, together.

Clarke shrugged at his silent question, and walked back into the living room. That was it, they had a deadline, his peaceful time with Clarke was soon going to come to an end. Cause as soon as Octavia found out, no matter her reaction one thing was for sure, everything would change.

As he walked out of the kitchen to join the others, he saw they had all taken a place around the TV ready to resume their movie night. The only spot left was on the couch next to Clarke; he saw Jasper smirking and figured he had something to do with this arrangement. Resigned he made his way to her, fully aware that siting next to Clarke without being able to touch her was going to be torture. Especially now, knowing she loved him back. How was he supposed to keep his hands to himself when all he wanted to do was hold her and listen to the steady beat of her heart.

'You feeling alright Bell, you look a little pale?'

'I'm fine O, just start the movie.'

'I'm sorry about earlier, I won't bring up your dating habits anymore.'

'Thanks, I know you mean well, but trust me I'm working on it.' She smiled brightly at him; he only hoped that the smile would remain next week when they dropped this bomb on her.

Halfway through the movie Bridesmaid, which Bellamy found surprisingly funny, Clarke fell asleep. Her head was resting against his shoulder and her hand found its way on his thigh. Bellamy was trying to concentrate on the movie, but Clarke made that impossible as she leaned further into him causing her hand to shift near is lower region. He shouldn't have been surprised, this is how she fell asleep most nights, except normally they were alone and he was free to let his hands roam freely over her body. He successfully managed to remove her hand, just as Jasper commented on their position.

'Ah don't the two of you look cozy.' He gave him a death glare for bringing the attention to them. Bellamy suspected he was trying to get them caught, without flat out telling Octavia the truth. He was going to have to talk to him or he had a feeling they wouldn't make it to next Saturday before their secret relationship was discovered. He was about to push Clarke away from him, when Octavia intervened.

'Can't you just let her sleep Bell?' He tried his best to hide his excitement with a disgusted face. 'She's been feeling pretty tired lately.' Clarke hadn't mentioned anything to him; was she overworked he wondered knowing how demanding her job at the hospital could be. 'She's been too busy falling in love.' He hadn't heard her shriek in excitement, like that, in a long time.

'What have you heard? You holding out on us O.' Monty was clearly intrigued, Lincoln took the interruption as his cue to leave and get more popcorn and Jasper was, of course, smirking at him.

'She still hasn't admitted anything, but I can tell. Whenever I do manage to get information out of her, about this new guy, she looks completely enamoured. Plus, apparently they can't keep their hands off each other.'

'I can attest to that.' As soon as the words were out of Jasper mouth he seemed to realize his mistake.

'Talk now!' Bellamy was pleading with his eyes for Jasper to keep his promise.

'It's nothing, I stopped by Clarke's last week and saw a man leaving her apartment, and well they were all over each other.'

'Holy shit, why didn't you say anything, what does he look like? Is it someone we know? I'm sure that's why she's being so mysterious about him, I just can't figure out who it could be.' Bellamy cringed his sister was way to smart for her own good.

Jasper stumbled on his words, but he managed to explain that he hadn't gotten a good look at the guy. That he had felt so bad for intruding that he decided to act as if he hadn't seen anything. Octavia was a little upset with him for not telling her, but she believed that this was the extent of his knowledge.

He was glad that Clarke was still asleep; the confrontation with Jasper earlier was probably more than enough to freak her out for one night. He looked down at her, worried. The evening had been high on emotions; he hoped she wasn't too overwhelmed. Octavia must have noticed his attention return to Clarke.

'Bellamy Blake don't you dare wake her up; she needs her strength for tomorrow. She turned me down for a shopping trip, so she's probably meeting up with her mystery guy. Maybe I should follow her and catch a glimpse of the guy.'

'Octavia you cannot stalk you're best friend, wait until she's ready.' Jasper was visibly trying to atone for his earlier misshape.

'I would hate to make things easier for Clarke, but I have to agree with Jasper.' He really hoped his sister would dropped this idea, if he only had one more week with Clarke, before they told everyone the truth, he didn't want to be always looking over his shoulder.

'You guys are no fun.'

'I might not be fun, but I'll let your friend use me as a pillow.'

'Thanks Bell, you've really been trying with Clarke lately I really appreciate it.'

'No secret spy mission.'

'I promise.'

He believed her, but on the way to his place he let Clarke in on the conversation that happened while she was asleep. She couldn't believe nobody was asking them about how weird they'd been acting lately. He figured years of them acting like enemies was enough to have them all convinced that they couldn't be anything else.

With that out of the way, Bellamy and Clarke could turn their attention to a more pleasant topic of conversation, such as the fact that tonight they had both admitted to being in love with each other. He knew they had important things to discuss, such as the implication these feelings meant for their relationship, but for now he just wanted to be with her and show her how much he cared about her.

Saturday came around again, much too soon for his taste. He was currently siting in Clarke's apartment waiting for Octavia. Clarke had called her in the morning to set up a time for her to meet her mystery man. His heart was pounding in his chest, he couldn't remember ever being this nervous. They had discussed this very moment multiple times during the week. He wanted to make sure Clarke would let go of her fears and that regardless of what Octavia said she would stand by his side. Part of him was nervous that Octavia's disapproval would chase her away, but every time his doubts had appeared during the past week Clarke had reassured him that nothing could tear her apart from him.

There was a knock at the door. Clarke gave him a reassuring look, one he returned, he was telling her with his eyes that they would be ok. No matter what happened, together, they could do anything.

'Clarke, I'm so excited, his he here yet?'

'In the living room.' When Octavia came into the room, she paused when she noticed him standing there.

'Bell what are you doing here? Where's Clarke's mystery man?'

'He's right here O, I'm the one that you almost caught in the shower.' Octavia dropped the coffee she was holding in her right hand. Her features went from excitement, to shock only to finally turn into anger.

'Bellamy how could you.' The disappointment is her voice was expected, but it didn't hurt any less knowing that his sister was angered and disappointed by the idea of him and Clarke together.