Clare's POV.
I felt better after the bacteria left my system, it was 10:00 P.M. on Friday night and I had skipped two days of school. Thursday was a complete disaster and today I was sick so I guess it's not skipping.
"Eli, can we sleep now, tonight?"
"You can I have stuff to do sorry, Blue Eyes."
"Okay."
Eli's POV.
Clare-bear was asleep so I began to write a letter to Simpson why we were out for two days. Then climbed into bed and thought about how my parents come home Sunday.
Next Day (Saturday)
I woke up with my body curled around Clare. I laid there until Clare woke up. My St. Clare, my sweet, sweet, Clare-bear if anything happened to Clare I Would die.
"Eli?"
"Yes, Love?"
"Yo-u're suf-icating m-me!"
"Sorry, Juliet."
"Oh, Romeo..."
"I love you Clare."
"I love you to Eli."
"Beautiful."
"Sexy."
