I. Found. A. Picture. .With. Clare. At. The. Dance. Maybe, or the mixed episode one. But still Awwww! He's not wearing black though.

It shocks me. I was like... whoa. No black. Well, he was wearing black... under red. And the necklace. Ugh gotta L-O-V-E love, that necklace. And to my friend Jason, it is not girly!

And ppl keep saying they see him, again in no black in a promo, in the corner. But I can't seen to find him like that?.

"He is the worst husband in history," I griped to Adam because Alli was with Jenna and the cheerleaders.

"Well, we start that unit next month. I'm supposed to be married Bianca Freaking Desousa."

"Oh... you are so unlucky. Adam, back to my current issue. He's always late and we have to manage a household. How can I do that alone if I'm supposed to be married to him?"

"I'm not going to talk about my best friend behind his back.." he threw a fry at me.

"But... I need to vent." I whimpered. He looked at me.

"Not. Fair."

I gave him the puppy dog face. He groaned.

"No wonder Eli likes you so much." he muttered and I instantly blushed and looked down. It was like wildfire and he wasn't even here!

He smirked, picking up on Eli's tactics. "You like him..." he stressed the word like.

"N-no, I d-don't." I stuttered.

"Oh really?" Adam sang and I blushed some more.

"Adam, I-I-I d-do not," I whimpered and he laughed.

"Fine Adam... Maybe I do."

"Maybe? Oh really... say it."

"I do?"

"Mean it,"

"Adam,"

"Mean it!"

"I do."

"You what?"

"I. Like. Eli. Goldsworthy." I hit him with every syllable.

He smiled but then looked behind me and looked numb feeling of realization hit.

"He is right behind me, isn't he?" I whispered to Adam.

A pair of lips reached my ears, the hyper-sensitive part. I heard my breath hitch.

"Yes, yes he is." Eli said and I felt his smirk, though he was just ghosting my skin.

Adam abruptly walked away and I half felt like calling him back and half telling him to go farther away. I drummed my fingers on the table.

Eli took my fingers and wound them tightly with his. How... do you breathe again?

He sat next to me and took his other hand and put it a little under my knee. Oh lord.

I risked a glance up at him. He was looking down at me, solely and directly at me. With that look.

He traced intricate designs up and down my leg. Then he kissed my neck. Over and over and over.

Eli kissed my hand. "If I asked you to leave...what would you say?" he whispered again, biting my freaking ear. Oh my god.

"You're enjoying this way too much," I squeaked as he ran his hand up my sides. I'd let him do anything.

"So are you but I'm not complaining." his hands messed with my hips. No. Yes. No. He kissed my neck again.

God Yes.

"Of course not, because you know what you're doing." I mumbled. Smirk again.

"So what's your answer?" he whispered. Oh god, 4 months of hormones and tension led up to this.

"You coming?" I whispered.

Keep in mind, this is after a period of time not immediately.

Anyway part 2 was fun.