Sorry again! I was planning on updating earlier today. But my art teacher is making me sign up for this art contest thing. So I had to get it done. So now I'm covered in paint and posting this to make my readers happy :D Well hope you like it! READ, ENJOY, and REVIEW!

[Author Note: A week or so has passed. Clare is now moved. Her dad's out of town and her mom's by the school.]

Clare sat in her room typing her English paper on her laptop. It was Saturday and was her first night at her dad's new place. It looked just like her old room. Same bed and desk, some of the same posters. Her mother let her redesign her new bedroom at her house, with a queen sized bed, less pink and more colorful this time. Clare took advantage of her parents guilt for getting a divorce, that it was easy to get almost anything she wanted. Her mom let her go out with Eli on school nights and agreed to the deal that curfew was eleven. And her dad was buying her random gifts left and right.

A tap on her window caught her attention. She stared at it until there were three more taps. She opened the blinds and opened the window, to see Eli looking up at her window, dressed in a button up black shirt, sleeves pushed up, and jeans. "Eli? What are you doing?"

"I wanted to see you." His smirk lit up in her eyes. She gave a surrendering grin and shrug. He started to climb the tree by her window. He jumped on a bit of roof that stuck out by her bedroom and started to crawl through the window. He struggled to get through, grunting every now and then. "I miss your balcony. That was way easier."

She helped him up off the floor. "You know my dad's not home. I could of let you in the front door."

He glared at her. "You couldn't of told me that before I got all Romeo and climbed the damn tree?"

She giggled and blushed. "It was very romantic though." He smirked at her and slowly got closer to her before crushing his lips against hers. It grew intense. She tugged on the back of his hair, as his hands moved around her entire body. They moved around the room, Eli ran into her nightstand causing her lemonade to spill on his shirt. It wrecked their moment. There was a huge wet spot on the right side of his shirt. He yanked at the wet part of his shirt, wiping it, failing at trying to dry it. "Here." Clare said, as she started to unbutton his shirt.

He didn't argue, he let her continue and pulled it off his shoulders. Clare dropped the shirt on the floor once she noticed his very muscular body. From Pecs, to abs, to obliques, Eli had them. "Damn." She said silently out loud not noticing that wasn't in her head.

"What?" He replied.

She took a breath. "You got to wear tighter shirts more often. Or at least take your shirt off more often." He laughed at her response, pulling her to kiss her again. They fell onto her bed not parting their lips, as if their tongues were hooked with one another. Eli grabbed two fist full of her blouse, beginning to try to remove it from her torso.

A door open and shut. "Clare?" Randall yelled from downstairs.

They jumped from each other's faces in sync saying, "Shit!" They could hear her father's steps climb the stairs and acting quickly, Clare got off Eli and dragged him to her closet. "Hide in here." She ran to her bed, kicking his shirt underneath it. Then climbed back on her bed, placing her laptop on her thighs. Randall knocked on her door. "Come in."

Randall sauntered in, and wandered the room. "Hey Clare-bear. Wow it's cold in here. How was your night?"

Clare didn't take her eyes off her dad. "Oh boring. Just worked on homework."

Randall nodded as he shut her window, then stopped when he turned around and saw the lemonade, or the lack of it. "What happened here?"

Clare glanced at it and stuttered. "Oh- I- Uh- reached for a pen and accidentally knocked it over. You just came home so I hadn't cleaned it up yet."

Randall looked at Clare. It was silent for a while and Clare grinned. He was suspicious. "Clare? Who's here?"

"N- No one dad." She replied, now worried.

His eyes snapped to her closet. He stormed over to it and yanked the doors open. Clare got up from her bed to try to stop him, but was too late. "ELI!" He screamed, face already turning red.

Eli stood in the tight space against the wall in between some of her dresses. "Hi Mr. Edwar-" His words were interrupted by Randall grabbing his bicep and dragging him out of Clare's room. "It's not what it looks like!" Eli pleaded.

He opened the front door chucking Eli out. He almost fell but was able to catch himself and regain balance. "Don't come here again Mr. Goldsworthy!" He slammed the door.

Clare grabbed his shirt and ran to her window, opening it. "Eli!" She tossed him his shirt. "Sorry."

"Don't be. Every father hates his daughter's boyfriend." He smirked.

"Love you!" Clare yelled.

"Love you too!" A huge smile appeared on Eli's face as he played with his crumpled shirt in his hands. Suddenly, the sound of a hose turned on and Randall was spraying Eli with it, causing him to run off.

Clare ran down the stairs, meeting her father as he walked back inside. "Dad! How could you do that?"

He held his finger out to show authority over her. "You are not allowed to see him again!"

"You can't do that dad. He's my boyfriend, I'm not breaking up with him cause you told me to." She yelled at him as he walked into the living room. "We weren't doing anything bad! The lemonade spilled on his shirt, so he took it off sense it was wet. They you came home!"

"He's still a sixteen year old boy!"

"And I'm a fifteen year old girl!"

He finally looked at her. "Fine! You're grounded! Two weeks. And I'll be sure to inform your mother about this situation."

"But-" She was cut off by him raising his hand up. And She stormed upstairs back to her bedroom.

I know. It's not exactly like my other chapters. But I thought it threw a little comedy, romance, drama into the story. Well hoped you liked it! What do you think? Just review! :DDD :*(^_^) ~Eli