hey guys :) whats going on with you all? these chapters have been short recently and i apologize. well..i dont have much to say at the moment so..enjoy.

*****Eli's POV*****

Sigh. Dress shopping. Something I never ever thought I'd have to do with anyone. Ever. Yeah, Clare is worth it and all but I'm so damn bored! She is in the dressing room trying on like 50 fucking dresses with Alli! Drew didn't even have to come! Why did I have to? How did I let her talk me into coming?

"But Clare! Drew doesn't have to go!"

"Eli, its dress shopping it won't kill you."

"What if it does?"

"It won't. I promise you."

"But why do I have to go?" I whined knowing it was a lost cause.

"Because I want your opinion." she stated.

"What if I want to be suprised?"

"Do you?"

"Yes" I replied hoping to get out of it.

"Alright, well you can stay outside the changing room until Alli and I are satisfied with a dress then we can go get something to eat."

"Why can't I meet you guys somewhere when you're done?"

"What fun would that be?"

"For me? Loads."

"Eli, suck it up." she giggled.

Oh yeah. That's how I was talked into it. Damn. I am turning into one weak guy. I can't stop myself from sighing audibly earning me no points with my girlfriend.

"Eli! Stop sighing! I'm getting dressed! I found the perfect dress!" Clare yelled from her dressing room.

"FINALLY!" I yelled with a smirk causing the store's salesmen and women to chuckle.

I heard Clare laugh before walking out without a dress in her hands.

"Where's the...?"

"I handed it to Alli along with my money since you wanted to be suprised." she stated happily.

"Well done, Blue Eyes." I praised as we walked towards the food court in the mall.

*****Clare's POV*****

Eli and I ate at Chik Fil A alone because Alli wanted to go meet Drew at the park for a picnic he had planned. I didn't really mind having some alone time with him, I mean after all, my life pretty much revolves around Eli. I smiled and giggled as Eli teased everyone within a mile's radius of us in the food court. I couldn't help but be overly excited about the dance this weekend. I am going to have the perfect dress, the perfect shoes, the perfect hair and make up, and most importantly, the perfect date.

"So, do you have your tux yet?" I asked curiousity getting the better of me.

"Yes, I have it picked out. No, I don't have it physically because they're adding some things and altering it just a bit."

"What?" I asked, my eyes practically popping out of my head.

"No, it's not what you'd expect. Nothing major, I'll still look nice and gentlmanly." I smirked.

"Oh, thank God!" I sighed.

Eli chuckled as we stood up and threw our bags away before heading back to Morty. Once in Morty Eli and I talked about how terrible we are at dancing and debated on who would look better, me or him? He obviously said me and I obviously said he would. Eventually, Eli won the arguement by tickling me. Story of my life. Eli always wins by tickling me. He knows it too.

Other than our silly arguements and debates we sat in silence listening to the radio before we pulled up to my house.

"Thanks for shopping with me, boyfriend." I still loved saying that.

"No problem, girlfriend. You do owe me for it though." he winked.

"Alright, I'll make it up to you at the dance." I smiled deviously.

"Promise?" he asked.

Instead of answering, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his before turning around and walking up the stairs to my house. Just as I opened the door and stepped inside I heard Eli yell, "IS THAT A YES?" I giggled before giving him a cheesy thumbs up and shutting the door.

I think I might just love, love.