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."