DISCLAIMER: I don't own Degrassi or anything else.

Well, I lied when I said this would be a two shot. It will probably be three chapters (maybe four if I can't fit everything into chapter three).

And even though this is still extremely OOC, I tried really hard to write the most character driven threesome story possible. So hopefully this chapter works on that level.

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Chapter 2

Adam shoved Eli away immediately and backed away from both of us. "What the fuck is wrong with you people?"

I sat back down on the couch, not trusting my legs to hold me up. What was wrong with us? I meant to give Adam a quick peck, a friendship kiss for good luck in the New Year. Before I took his face in my hands, I never would have expected that I'd be so…intrigued by the feeling of his lips against mine – not to mention, annoyed at Eli for provoking me – that I'd deepen the kiss into something more.

And while that was shocking enough, Eli had kissed Adam too. Adam pushed him away before the kiss could go anywhere, but clearly Eli had intentions that went beyond a display of friendship between two heterosexual boys.

I looked up at Eli. I wasn't sure what I was expecting but his expression seemed rather…amused?

"What's the matter, Adam? It's okay to fucking French kiss my girlfriend, but if I do it, it crosses a line?"

Adam scooted back onto the recliner as if Eli was going to hit him. "No! She kissed me…I had nothing to do with it."

Eli snorted. "Please Adam. You don't have to lie. You liked kissing Clare."

Adam was silent and I tried to will him with my eyes to tell Eli he was wrong. My face burned and Eli looked vindicated.

Eli said, "This is what I was getting at before. Clare needs some adventure in her life. You like kissing her, and clearly she wants to kiss you."

"Eli…" I tried to interrupt, my voice desperate. But he held his hand up to silence me.

"Like I said before, I don't mind sharing. But if we're going to do this, you're not leaving me out."

"Do what?" I asked, my eyes practically bugging out of my head.

"We could have a threesome."

Eli's insane proposition was met with total silence, except for the TV which was blaring in the background. He reached down to grab the remote and turned it off.

Adam finally found his voice. "Stop fucking around."

"I'm serious," Eli said. He caught my eye and I didn't understand what he was trying to say.

"Eli, we haven't even…" I broke off unable to finish my thought.

He sat down next to me, and grabbed my hand, feeling like my normal boyfriend for the first time in hours. "We don't have to have sex. We can just start with kissing and see where it takes us."

"I don't understand why you want to do this," I whispered. I felt a tear slip through my lashes as I looked down at our entwined hands.

Eli's jaw clenched. "I just want to try something new. I don't want to miss out on any experiences because I was too scared to try them." He looked over at Adam's practically terrified expression and then glanced up at me. I'm not sure what reaction he was hoping to get, but he looked sad and disappointed. "But apparently I'm the only one who feels that way. So I'm going to go up to my room and go to bed and hope I drank enough to forget this ever happened. You guys can do whatever you want: make out, fuck, whatever. I'll see you tomorrow."

Eli took off up the stairs and my tears turned into full on sobs. Adam looked even more uncomfortable than he had before.

"Clare, don't cry. I'd come over there and give you a hug, but I'm afraid Eli will either kill me or try to convince me to have sex with you."

He meant it as a joke, but it only made me cry harder. "Why is he doing this? He knows I only want to be with him. I shouldn't have kissed you like that. I'm sorry, Adam."

"You're a little drunk and he was pushing you. Don't worry about it."

My head was spinning but I knew it wasn't the alcohol. Sure I didn't drink almost ever but I had probably only had two glasses of champagne and even though it was in a short amount of time, I was perfectly capable of rational thoughts. I should have known better than to take on Eli when he's in one of his moods.

"I just don't understand him."

"Has Eli…talked to you lately?" Adam asked tentatively.

I rolled my eyes. "Um, yeah, he's talked to me. But I don't know what you're getting at so if you could stop being cryptic, I'd appreciate it."

Adam looked taken aback at my sharp words. "Well, we were talking last night about New Years, and he seemed really upset. And of course, I had to drag it out of him because he's Eli, but it seemed like he was upset about Julia." I cringed at the sound of her name and Adam hurried to continue. "This was the first he'd brought her up since last April and I was really surprised, since he had been doing so well."

"I bet Julia loved threesomes," I said under my breath. I tried not to be jealous of the relationship she had with Eli but sometimes it was really hard. I knew he still loved her, even though he was in love with me, and while I accepted that and tried to be there for him, it wasn't the easiest thing for me to be supportive.

"Clare," Adam admonished.

"I'm sorry. It's just, when he hides things from me, my mind automatically goes to the worst possible scenario."

"Well, he made a comment about the fact that he only knew Julia for a little more than two years. But this year, she'll be gone for three years, and that's longer than he even knew her and more than three times longer than they actually were together."

I narrowed my eyes, trying to figure out how that could possibly relate to this situation. Adam leaned forward in his chair and lowered his voice. "I'm not sure, but I think he might just be feeling the pressure of mortality even more than he usually does."

"You don't think…?" I couldn't even complete my sentence the thought was so horrifying, but Adam got the picture anyway.

He shook his head. "No, he's definitely not suicidal. He's really happy with you, Clare. You know that, right?"

"I know."

"I think he might just be feeling that life is short, even more than usual. And maybe somewhere in his dark twisted mind, a threesome is something he'd like to check off his bucket list."

I couldn't look at Adam. A threesome? What was Eli thinking? Within our own relationship, we had been taking things very slowly; we had just celebrated our one year anniversary a week ago by having oral sex for the very first time. What made him think I would get physical with someone else? I couldn't do stuff like that with Adam watching, let alone with him participating. I mean, kissing him was one thing, but more than that? And would Adam even be comfortable? I knew he had done some things with Fiona, but he really cared for her and trusted her enough to let her see him.

I glanced at Adam and he was giving me a curious look. "Don't tell me you're actually considering this?" he asked.

"No!" I said quickly. "Of course not."

Adam put his head in his hands. "I can't believe him. I mean, every guy has a secret fantasy of having a threesome but usually it's with two girls." He sucked in a breath as if he had just had a major revelation. "You don't think Eli wants me to join you because I'm…?"

I cut him off, leaning forward to grab his hand. "Adam, come on. Eli probably asked you because you're his best friend and if he's going to do something like this with anyone, he'd want it to be with someone he trusts."

"But he kissed me…I mean, he knows I'm straight, right?"

"I guess it's just part of his experiment. You…" Oh my God, was I actually considering this? "You wouldn't have to do anything with him if it made you uncomfortable."

Adam looked down at my hand that was holding his. "Are you…I mean…Do you…Ugh, I don't even know what I mean."

"This is really awkward," I said.

Adam took a moment to collect his thoughts. "Are you suggesting we actually do this? I mean, you can't do it just because you think it's what he wants. You have to want this too. And since I'm not really comfortable doing anything with him, you and I would basically be…" He closed his eyes.

"Do you want to?" I asked softly.

He took a deep breath. "Clare, I think you're beautiful, and totally sexy, and I haven't gotten any in a really long time. I can't say I didn't enjoy it when you kissed me before. But this would be more than a New Year's Kiss, and I'm not going to sacrifice my friendship with either of you for a night of awkward pleasure."

I knew Adam was right, but after the sweet things he said about me, part of me felt…disappointed? "Okay, then we're in agreement."

We sat in silence for a minute, occasionally exchanging shy glances. "I feel really weird right now," I finally said, trying to break the tension.

"Should we go to bed?" Adam asked. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized what he had said and his face burned. We both starting laughing, and I was finally starting to feel better.

"I don't know if you should sleep down here," Adam said. "Eli might think we…"

My face fell. "I don't think he wants me to sleep with him right now anyway."

Adam took my hand this time. "Number one: Eli would never turn you down if you told him you wanted to sleep with him...and I know you're just talking about sleep," he added when I tried to protest. "And secondly, Eli is probably feeling really stupid right now. He had too much to drink and he made an ass out of himself and he's not going to blame you for not wanting to have a threesome."

I looked down at our hands. Adam's hands were smoother than Eli's. I wondered what they would feel like on my body and I turned bright red.

"Clare?"

I couldn't believe I was saying this, especially since I knew it wasn't the alcohol talking. "If I told you I wanted to try this…not everything, but maybe some kissing between you, me and Eli…would you want this?"

Adam thought for a full minute before answering. "We never tell anyone…and this is a one time thing. I don't want this to get messy between us. I just want to chalk this up to one drunken mistake."

I pulled my hand from his. "If you think this is a mistake, we shouldn't do it. You can sleep down here; maybe I'll take Cece and Bullfrog's room." They were out at a party and had gotten a hotel room for the night so they wouldn't have to drive home.

"Clare," he said softly. I looked into his eyes. "I really want to kiss you. I don't have feelings for you beyond friendship, but it's the New Year and I'm lonely, and I trust you and Eli, so for some reason, I'm willing to try this."

"I can't believe we're doing this," I said, as we both stood up.

Adam gave me a quick hug. "We'll take it slow and we can all stop it at any point."

We walked up the stairs, full of tension. I knocked on Eli's door, not wanting to barge in on him, since I wasn't sure what kind of mood we were going to find him in.

He threw the door open. "Clare, I'm so sorry. I…" He cut off as he noticed Adam standing behind me. He blinked, confused, and I wasn't sure how to tell him what we had decided. So I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him.