Hello everyone! Here's another chapter for you all to enjoy just full of Eclare goodness! But first, my thoughts on the latest episode. I love Drew. But I have a bad feeling about him and Alli for some reason. Connor is such a sweetie and I have a feeling that the older woman was meant to be the mom or something! And Drew is so lame with his antics, but he was too cute with the labels. And the promo for next episode! I can't wait! Poor Adam! I don't trust Bianca. Grr.

This is a pointless little drabble that has been floating through my mind recently.

Enjoy!

"Marry me."

I froze, my mouth hanging open in utter shock. My mind went blank. Marriage? Me? And Eli?

"I…uhh…I…" I responded dumbly. He wasn't really asking me this, was he? Was he crazy? Was he on crack? I was dizzy. Sure, I liked him—maybe even possibly loved him—but I couldn't marry him. Was that even legal? My head was spinning.

"Clare?" He quirked a brow, confusion etched onto his face. Did he even know what he just asked? I ran a hand through my hair. How was I supposed to respond to a question like that?

"Eli…"

"Clare, read your lines." I froze.

"Excuse me?" I asked. Wasn't he just proposing a moment ago? What was going on?

"It's Olivia's part. She has to respond. We wrote the play, Clare, you should know what happens next." I gaped. Looking down at the table, I saw a binder. Opening it, I realized it was the play Eli and I written for English class.

"Clare, your lines. This play won't rehearse itself." Oh. The character, James, proposed. Not Eli. My cheeks became uncomfortably hot. Well, this was embarrassing. He let out a sigh, closing the binder.

"Clearly your mind is elsewhere. Care to share?" He leaned in close. I opened my mouth but no words come out. I looked down at my hands. I wanted to look anywhere but into his forest green eyes, twinkling with mirth.

"I…sorry." I mumbled. His finger slipped underneath my chin, forcing me to look up. His trade mark smug smirk appeared.

"For ignoring me?" He questioned. He removed his finger from underneath my chin. My heart pounded loudly in my chest. Darn him for making me so uneasy all the time. I bit my lip nervously.

"That's part of it." I admitted. He tilted his head in confusion, making his hair fall over his eyes. It made him look so cute. My neck began to grow increasingly hotter.

"What do you mean?" He asked. I shook my head and stood up. There was no way I'm going to tell him. That would be too awkward and weird.

"N-Nothing…forget it…" I mumbled, turning away from him. I started to walk away, but he easily caught up with me and grabbed my arm, turning me around.

"C'mon Clare. Tell me." He pleaded, his lower lip jutting out in a small pout. It was incredibly cute. Focus, Clare! I commanded myself. My inner thoughts were getting the best of me. I shook my head, a small smile of my own forming.

"It's stupid…" I disregarded.

"Try me." He challenged, dragging me back to the table we had been sitting. I sighed and sat down.

"I thought you proposed." I mumbled, feeling stupid. He looked surprised, then he looked amused, and then he looked confused.

"What?" He asked, a full blown grin stretching across his face. I sighed, my face heating up.

"Y-You know how James proposes to Olivia, in the story? I thought you were talking to me. Not James talking to Olivia." Eli smiled, forming a small 'o' with his mouth.

"I told you that we needed to practice." He stated. I tried to think back. I remembered buying lunch, stepping outside, sitting with Eli, and talking. After a few moments of silence, my thoughts had wandered to my parents and my worries about them.

"I must've zoned out." I admitted sheepishly. He chuckled deeply before he moved in closer, his nose bumping into mine.

"So you thought I was asking you to marry me?" He asked in a low voice. His cool, minty breath heightened my senses, made me aware how close he was. "Well, Mrs. Clare Goldsworthy does have a nice ring to it." I laughed nervously, unsure as how to respond.

"Never thought about getting married before. Though I wouldn't mind getting married to you. Being your husband might have some nice…perks." His voice had dropped to a whisper before his lips pressed against mine ever so gently.

My whole body buzzed with delight and I let my eyes close. Fireworks went off behind my eyelids. This was actually happening. Eli-freaking-Goldsworthy was kissing me. I squeaked in surprise when his tongue slid gently across my bottom lip. I pulled away, the blood rushing to my head. He smiled softly.

"Sorry." He murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"It's okay." My voice sounded too breathless for my liking. He smirked and leaned in to kiss me again. His tongue slid effortlessly into my mouth, poking and prodding.

I had never been kissed like this and I wondered if I was acting as amateur as I felt. His tongue poked at mine playfully. Shyly, I began my exploration.

It felt like hours had passed while our tongues danced, battling for dominance. Of course, he was more experienced.

When the warning bell sudden rang, I yanked myself away, panting for air. Eli pulled away and smiled.

"W-Wow." I stuttered. He chuckled and stood, grabbing my books. Offering his free hand, I took it timidly.

"Hey there, Mr. and Mrs. Goldsworthy." Adam teased as he passed us on his way to class. I blushed deeply and Eli barked out a laugh and called to Adam over his shoulder.

"We'll see about that."

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