A/N

So I haven't left any author's notes on this story here but I wanted to take a moment and thank everyone who has read/reviewed/favorited/followed this story. You all are amazing! Thank you! Now to the story...

Clarke is sitting on top of a washing machine watching as Lexa places quarters into the one beside her.

"I can't believe it's our first Monday of summer vacation and we're sitting in this laundromat."

Lexa laugh while starting the machine. "I told you didn't have to come with me."

"And I told you my parents said you could use our washer and dryer."

Lexa gives her a stern look, causing the blonde to raise her arms in surrender. "Ok, ok. I won't bring it up again."

"Thank you." Lexa says as she walks over to Clarke and stands between her legs. She places her hands on the girl's hips while Clarke quickly places her arms on her shoulders. "You know what's great Clarke?"

"What?"

Lexa smiles and leans in, kissing the blonde slowly. "I can do that whenever I want."

"Mmm. Please do." Clarke whispers before leaning back in, intensifying the kiss quickly. She feels the brunette's hand grip her waist tightly when the sound of a buzzer interrupts them, signaling that Lexa's clothes were done. "I hate laundry." The blonde grunts.

Lexa laughs and quickly pecks the blonde's lips before retreating to the dryer, leaving a pouting blonde sitting behind her.

Lexa places the last of her folded clothes into her dresser drawer. She glances at her watch and turns around to the blonde laying on her bed. "Look like we have a couple of hours before we have to get to the AYRC. Wanna grab lunch?"

"Maybe in a little bit. Come here." Clarke smirks, while reaching for the girl's hand, pulling her onto the bed next to her.

"Claaaaarke…"

"What? I want to kiss and snuggle my girlfriend."

Lexa lays beside her and arches her eyebrow at the girl. "Girlfriend huh? That's a little presumptuous of you Griffin."

Clarke's eyes widen slightly. She didn't even notice she had said that. Instead of panicking like her initial reaction said to, she wraps her arm around the girl's waist pulling her close so she can look into her eyes.

"I know we only had our first date 3 days ago but I know I don't want to date anyone else. I like you, Lex. A lot. And I want you to be my girlfriend." She pauses to place a soft kiss on the brunette's forehead. "What do you say? Will you be my girlfriend Lexa Woods?"

Lexa smiles and lightly runs her fingers down Clarke's cheek. "I say yes." Clarke smiles brightly at the brunette. Before she can say anything, Lexa leans in closer, tightening her hold on her. "Now, about those kisses and snuggles…"

Clarke smirks, quickly wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist tighter, pulling her in closer and eliminating the space between their lips.

The kiss started slow but escalated quickly. When Clarke feels Lexa gently bite her bottom lip, she slowly moves herself so her body lies slightly on top of the girl. Her hand soon finds it's way to the bottom of the brunette's t-shirt. She begins slowly tracing small circles on the skin just underneath the material. When she feels Lexa's grip on her shoulders tighten, she begins to move her hand further north on the girl's body. Once she reaches her ribs, she feels a hand grasp her wrist causing her hand to immediately stop. Clarke breaks the kiss and opens her eyes in concern.

Lexa focuses her eyes on Clarke's before speaking softly. "Umm. Maybe we should slow down."

Clarke smiles and lightly kisses the tip of her nose. "Of course." Lexa smiles back at the girl before gently kissing her lips quickly. "So lunch?"

Clarke nods, removing herself from her girlfriend. They take each other's hands before heading out of the door.

"Dropship sound good?" Clarke asks as they walk down the street hand in hand.

Suddenly, Lexa's phone begins ringing. "Yup." Lexa responds before glancing at her phone. She looks at the screen curiously. "It's Indra. That's weird..." she swipes to accept the call. "Hi Indra."

A moment later the brunette stops in her tracks, causing the blonde to turn around and look at her with concern. She steps closer to her as the brunette continues speaking.

"No, I haven't… How would I even… Oh. I didn't know that. When?... Okay. Yeah… I'll let you know. Thanks Indra." She ends the call and continues to stare at her phone blankly.

Clarke narrows her eyes. "Everything okay?"

"Umm. I don't know yet."

Clarke waits for her to continue. Lexa places the phone in her pocket and looks up to see the blonde looking at her curiously. "We'll talk about it later, ok?"

Clarke nods and takes the girl's hand again before leading them down the street.

"You haven't touched your food."

Lexa continues to mindlessly move her fork back and forth over her salad, completely oblivious that she's being spoken to.

"Lex." Clarke tries again, this time halting her girlfriend's hand. This time Lexa looks up at her. Her confused face quickly changes to an apologetic one.

"I'm sorry. What did you say?"

"I said you haven't touched your food."

Looking down, Lexa realizes she's right. "Oh. I guess I'm not as hungry as I thought."

Clarke smiles sadly at the girl. "Lexa, talk to me."

"I don't know if I can."

Clarke immediately puts her own fork down and moves her chair around the table to she can sit right beside the girl. Lexa doesn't look up at her, her eyes fixated on her salad.

"Hey. Look at me." Clarke reaches her hand up to tilt the girl's head up. Lexa slowly focuses her eyes on Clarke's and they instantly fill with tears. Clarke's heart breaks.

"Oh baby." She immediately wraps the girl up in her arms and holds her. "Lex, you can always talk to me. No matter what it is. You know that." She can feel the brunette's body shaking.

"I don't want to change the way you think of me."

Clarke doesn't miss a beat and focuses her eyes on teary green one's. "Listen to me. Nothing you could say or do will ever change how I think or feel about you. I promise you." She pauses to wipe a few fallen tears off of Lexa's cheeks. She decides it's best to be direct with the brunette right now. "What did Indra say on the phone Lex?"

Lexa take a deep, shaky breath. "She wanted to know if I had spoken to someone."

"Ok. Who?" Clarke hears Lexa sigh but she keeps her eyes locked on the girl's and waits patiently for her to answer.

"Anya… her name is Anya. She was my friend."