Hey. I am so tired. Let's get this show on the road.
Eli's POV
I walked with Clare and she was quiet, contemplating something.
"What's wrong?" I asked her. She was toying with her purity ring.
"I-I.. nothing," she said, then she held her heart like it was going to race out of her chest. I furrowed my brow.
"What's up Clare? I didn't do anything!" I held up my hands and she pulled them down.
"Eli," she whined. "It's nothing."
She was lying. Her breath hitched as I aimed to kissed her forehead.
"You are a bad liar." I said in her ear and she shivered violently. What did I do?
"Stop. Please," she whimpered. Stop what? Touching her?
I pulled away. She shook her head. "No... I'm just dealing."
"With? Anything I can make you forget about?" I smirked. I captured her lips in my own before she can answer.
She melted into me beore pushing me off. "You just made it worse!" she whisper-yelled.
"What did I do?" I asked, partially amused.
"Stop being so... you!" she whined.
"I happen to like myself!" I joked so she would smile. But all I got was a frustrated moan. What was eating her?
"I do to. I like you too, way more than I should." St. Clare bit her lip and squeezed her ring.
I cocked my head and smirked. No. Way.
"Clare, what's wrong?" I sat next to her.
She took a shaky breathy sigh and looked at me. "What if I said, I want to do... 'that' with you."
Apparently there was a way.
"You know I'm only human and I love you and I've never had this problem and it's not fun to deal with and-"
I planted a kiss on her lips. We backed up against a wall. I bit her lip. She shuddered and I remembered what I was doing to her.
Clare's POV
"Sorry," he muttered. I nodded and slid down the wall.
"You get carried away sometimes," he say.
"So do you," I whispered.
"Yeah, but I admit it."
"Hardly,"
"You think I don't know?"
"No self-control,"
I did have self control. If I didn't...Lacey would have a little friend. Maybe two.
He smirked at me. Not that smirk, The smirk that could get me to do anything. I bit my lip.
"Eli... don't," I whined.
He pushed me outside. I groaned but followed.
Damn, can't I get what I want (badly) and be pure at the same time?
He pushed me against a wall gently. I reached up and kissed him with intense and violent passion. Oh dear god. This was not helping.
Oh... damn it. He pulled away.
"Do you love me or not?" I whispered as he fingered the ring.
He was serious this time. "Of course I do." he nuzzled my ear and I gasped involintarily. I felt his smirk twitching at the corners of his lips. So much for serious.
"Then what's stopping you!" I whisper yelled and he shrugged.
"That's just it." he pulled away more. No. "My love for you!"
I walked away and he followed me. "Clare..."
"I want to do it but you don't?" I muttered. "That's not fair."
He pulled me into an empty classroom.
"Clare... I can't be the one who takes your inocence away."
"Innocence disappeared the moment I met you."
"And that scares me,"
He. Was. Scared? When I finally recongized these feelings I was petrified!
I crossed my arms. I was so mad for no reason.
He looked at me. I looked at him.
Something between us communicated. And 5 and a half seconds later my lips were on his. I pushed him back on the teacher's desk, tongue dancing while I sort of straddled him.
If he stops this time, I will proceed with my plot to kill him.
Fiona's POV
"Adam..." I called and he stood up.
"Fiona," he whistled. "Nice dress,"
"Thanks..." I looked down.
"Wanna dance?"
"It's a slow song," I whispered as my insides began to burst.
"Precisely," he smiled his radiant smile and I couldn't help but grin.
He took my hand and I sighed. I had to tell him before I pop.
"Adam... what would you say... if I told you, I like you?" I closed my eyes.
"Adam, what would you say if I told you, I like you?" she asked. Dear god, please let my mouth be able to function. She closed her eyes.
"Uh... uh..." I squeaked.
Fiona started crying. "It's ok, um... I'm so stupid... I shouldn't-" she ran away.
Speechless. I was speechless. It took awhile to register that she likes- liked me then I had to register that she ran off. I saw her purple dress's train slip out.
Damn it.
Long. I know. It's over 900 words. Sorry for that. The Eclare pat was hard. And Lacey's still in danger. No! And Drew beats up Dave and Alli has to choose.
And if next week Eli and Clare don't get together. I will kill my TV. 'Sorry I lead you on' No Eli, just... just love her! Like Fiona is Adam's unspoken soulmate, you are Clare's.
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