A/N: I'm SOO sorry for my absence for the past few days, but I've been sick. Though I did upload a oneshot called This Love Is Difficult, But It's Real. It's a songfic on Love Story by Taylor Swift. I was gonna put it with these, but it was a lot longer than these, so I decided to put it separately. So, check that out?:D And possibly review it? *hint hint* Haha, anyways, back to this. Here's the next one!:D
Contagious by Boys Like Girls
I'm riding down the fast train
Doing ninety-five
Ninety things on my brain
Don't know where the hell I'm going
But I'm going after you
I grabbed my keys off my counter and quickly ran out the front door, sprinting to my hearse. I had to fix this. After all, it is my fault that we broke up. So what if we were polar opposites? I love the fact that we aren't alike physically. I love this girl, and I was so stupid to let her go.
You see, I was dating the most beautiful girl at Degrassi: Clare Edwards. Our relationship was great, and we rarely fought. But, we got in a nasty argument one day, and I said that we shouldn't be together, because we were just too different. Boy, was that the worst decision I've ever made. It's been about a month since we broke up, and I can't help but regret leaving the best thing to ever happen to me. But she's moved on . . . to Jake. Ugh, I just . . . ugh.
Anyways, I tried to move on, too. I dated Imogen Moreno for a little while, but I just felt bad that I was just dating her to get my mind off Clare, so I ended it. And I know she doesn't even really like Jake; I can see the way she looks at him, it's like the way I'd look at Imogen.
I'm jumping on the last train
Got this crazy kind of feeling that I can't explain
Don't know where the hell I'm going
But I'm going after you
I just have a feeling that we can make this work, that we should make this work. I can't even explain it, but it's killing me to ignore it. So I'm going to get her back.
I got to her house and parked, turning off the ignition. I hopped out of Morty and ran up her front steps, cautiously knocking on the door. I waited a few seconds, anticipating getting to look into her gorgeous blue eyes again, for the first time in almost a month. Finally, the door slowly swung open, revealing Clare looking at me with wary eyes.
And I know you think I'm crazy
And I dress up like I'm poor
I don't do dinner and movies
But if I showed up at your door
"What are you doing here?" she asked, pain evident in her voice.
"Look, Clare, I was stupid to break up with you. I know we have our differences, but that's what makes us work. You're rational, I'm insane. You're into all that romantic stuff, and I need to get advice from Adam on where to take you for a date. But it's that kind of stuff that brings us together; I don't know how, but it does. And it works for us. I never wanted to leave you, ever. My life has been hell for the past month, and it's all my fault for ending the best relationship I've ever had, with the best girl ever.
Would you give me one more minute?
The story's far from finished
We could fill in all pages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
I know you probably don't want to give me the time of day, but please, just hear me out. I know we aren't done with each other. I just know that our time together was just beginning, and that we'll both regret it if we give up now.
Just wanna say I miss you
I caught it when I kissed you
And I've been through all the stages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
I've missed you so much since we broke up, and I miss kissing you, I miss seeing your beautiful face smile at me, I miss getting to look into your gorgeous blue eyes, and I just miss you. I need you back." When I finished my little speech, I looked up at her face, and saw that she had tears in her eyes.
"Why did you do it?" she whispered, looking like she was debating on whether to believe me or not. I hope she does, because every single word that just came out of my mouth is the truth.
"Honestly, Clare, I don't know. But I do know that I wish I never had, and that I want you back more than anything. I need you; I don't know why, but I do. Please just consider taking me back," I begged, folding my hands in front of my face in a gesture, and putting my face in a mock-pout.
It was raining on a Wednesday
Doing ninety-five
Ninety things left to say
Told myself to keep on driving
'Cause I left my heart with you
I took it as a good sign when she giggled at my facial expression. "So, is that a yes? Will you take me back?"
She looked up with a thoughtful expression, which turned into a look of decisiveness. "Well, there's still the minor issue of Jake, but I don't think he'll be a problem. But if you promise not to dump me like that and leave me in the middle of a parking lot with no ride home again, then yes, I will give you another chance, Eli." She had a small smile on her lips, and I couldn't believe that I heard her right.
"Seriously? I thought you'd reject me cause you'd moved on to Jake," I replied a little sadly, which was quickly replaced with relief and happiness that that didn't happen.
I heard her scoff and I looked up at her. "Jake? Oh, God. He just wanted to get in my pants; that's the whole reason he stayed with me," she replied calmly, though I was seething.
"What? You gave up your vow for some perv?" I asked, afraid of what the answer would be.
"Of course not, Eli! I would never have sex with Jake! Besides, I'm saving that for the right time and the right person," she said, looking at me meaningfully.
I grinned at that, and said, "I plan on being the right person, you know."
She giggled and said, "But you still have to wait for the right time."
"Of course, my dear. You're worth waiting for. Besides, I don't want to rush anything. I just got you back, and I don't plan on ruining that, anytime soon," I said sweetly, wrapping my arms around her waist and putting my forehead against hers.
I never thought that I could walk away
Every second, I'm regretting that I didn't stay
How can I just keep on driving
When I left my heart with you?
"Well, Mr. Goldsworthy, I sure hope you're worth the wait," she teased, whispering it against my lips.
"And you have doubts that I won't be?" I teased back, smirking.
"It's possible, though you never know what goes on inside my head," she replied, before quickly skipping off inside her house, leaving the door gaping open.
You think all my friends are crazy
And I know you hate my car
But, when I don't drive a Mercedes
Would it be that hard?
I quickly followed her inside, and looked out the window to see no cars in the driveway, with the exception of my hearse. I saw her standing in the kitchen with her back to me, so I took the opportunity to grab her from behind and pick her up, earning a squeal from her.
"Elijah! Put me down!" she screamed, pounding her tiny fists on my arms.
"Elijah? Oh, now it's personal!" I exclaimed, starting to tickle her sides.
"Ahh! Stop it, Eli!" Clare exclaimed breathlessly through her giggles.
"Okay, I think you've learned your lesson," I teased, setting her on her feet and turning her around so she was facing me.
To just give me one more minute
The story's far from finished
We could fill in all pages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
"I don't know; maybe I need a little more punishing," Clare said seductively, making me widen my eyes in shock. She leaned up to kiss me, something I've been wanting to do for so long now. I immediately responded, kissing her back passionately. I licked her bottom lip teasingly, and she parted her lips for me. Our tongues battled for dominance, mine winning, of course. I explored every inch of her familiar mouth, trying to rememorize it. We stayed like that for a good few minutes, until she pulled away breathlessly. She put her forehead against mine and softly panted against my parted lips, her hot breath going in my mouth.
"Wow, who knew Saint Clare was so feisty?" I joked, smirking at her.
She hit my chest playfully and said, "Only for you, Goldsworthy."
Just wanna say I miss you
I caught it when I kissed you
And I've been through all the stages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
"When did you get so bold, Clare Bear?" I mocked, using the nickname I knew she hated, though I don't know why.
She winced a little at the 'Clare Bear' part, but brushed it off, instead going to answer my question. "I guess it had to do with the fact that I've been dating a horn-dog for the past month," she said sarcastically, making me smirk yet again.
"Well, even though I hate his guts for getting to kiss you and trying to take advantage of you, I should thank him for bringing this side out of you."
She rolled her eyes playfully and smacked my chest lightly, going over to sit on the counter. I stood in between her legs, which were dangling in the air, and wrapped my arms around her waist. I rested my chin on her shoulder and we just stayed like that in silence for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company.
How can I not get a second chance?
Don't want you slippin' out my hands
Maybe the words would come out right
This time around
(Does this sound contagious?)
"Eli?" Clare whispered, as we layed on a blanket in my yard under the stars. She was laying next to me with her head on my chest, with my arms around her tightly.
"Yeah, Clare?" I whispered back, wondering what was going through her mind.
"Do you think we're gonna last for a long time?" Woah, does she not want us to?
"I certainly hope so, don't you?" I questioned, wondering where this was coming from.
"Of course I do! I was just thinking, because we have something really great, and I want it to last. I didn't know if you felt the same way," she explained, looking up at me through her lashes.
"How could I not want to stay with you for as long as possible? Clare, I don't think you realize the magnitude of my feelings for you. When I told you earlier that I know that we can have a really long, great relationship, I meant it. I could honestly see myself married to you in like five years," I confessed, staring into her eyes.
"I could see that, too, Eli. I'm glad you feel that way. But what would our wedding be like? You're an atheist and I'm a Christian; where would we have it?" She mused, looking adorable as she thought about this.
"Hm, well, I'm sure we can work something out. I could even go Christian for the day and we could get married in a church, if it would make you happy," I said as I pondered what our wedding would be like, meaning the part about getting married in a church.
Just hear me out, before I go
Things that I wanted you to know
Just let me in tonight
And I won't let you go
(Does this sound contagious?)
"Really?" Clare said excitedly, but then going back to thinking. "Well, I've always wanted to get married on a beach . . ."
I chuckled; most guys would be completely freaked out about talking about getting married to their girlfriend at seventeen years old, but then again, I'm not most guys. Plus, I really could see myself getting married to this girl.
"If a beach is what you want, then you'll get married on a beach, to the most dreamy guy there," I said, joking at the end.
She gasped and said mockingly, "Taylor Lautner's gonna be at our wedding? And I'm gonna get married to him?"
"Ouch, way to hurt my ego, Edwards! I guess you'd rather be married to Taylor Lautner than to me," I said, fake-pouting.
"Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but, maybe I would." She giggled at my expression and then quickly said, "Kidding! You're the only guy I can see myself marrying; even compared to Taylor Lautner."
I smirked and then tightened my hold on her and kissed her forehead, loving the feel of her warm body against mine.
Would you give me one more minute?
The story's far from finished
We could fill in all pages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
Just wanna say I miss you
I caught it when I kissed you
And I've been through all the stages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
"Clare, do you feel okay? You feel kinda warm to me," I said; after I kissed her forehead, I noticed that she felt a little too warm.
"I have a little headache, but yeah, I'm fine; why?" She sounded concerned as to why I was asking her this if she felt fine.
"I don't know, maybe I'm just being paranoid." I shrugged, ignoring my pessimistic side.
"Okay, well, I better get home, it's pretty late," she said, standing up from the ground.
"Okay, I'll give you a ride; just let me get my keys." I quickly ran inside and grabbed my keys, slipping on my leather jacket and going outside to get Clare, when I saw her bent over in front of a trash can, throwing up. I ran up to her and grabbed her hair, holding it behind her head.
When she was done, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and shuddered lightly. I quickly shrugged off my coat and put it around her shoulders. I knew she felt warm, but I didn't think it was anything to worry about.
"Babe, are you okay?" I asked worriedly, taking her to my car and opening her door for her to slide in.
"I don't know what's wrong with me; I was fine a few minutes ago, but I guess you were right about me feeling warm," she answered, trying to figure out what could have made her feel so sick in just a couple minutes.
Would you give me one more minute?
The story's far from finished
We could fill in all pages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
Suddenly, something clicked in my brain and I asked, "Clare, do you have mono?"
Her eyes widened in surprise, but she considered it. "Well, if I do have it, I'm guessing Jake gave it to me, considering he makes out with a different girl every week."
I suddenly got really pissed off at Jake Martin. First he tries to pressure Clare into sleeping with him, and now he goes around and cheats on her, then gives her mono? That guy has no fucking decency.
"I really don't like that guy," I said through clenched teeth, my grip on the steering wheel tightening, making my knuckles turn white.
"Eli, calm down. Just, can you please get me home before I throw up in your car?" she asked, with a hint of teasing in her tone, though I could tell she didn't feel too well.
I decided to deal with Jake if there was something that required me to kick his ass, and smirked, pulling out of my driveway to take Clare home.
"Yeah, let's get you home, Clare. You're probably contagious. Probably got me sick."
Just wanna say I miss you
I caught it when I kissed you
And I've been through all the stages
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
I'm feeling sick
Girl, you're so contagious
A/N: Much needed Eclare fluff! Corny ending with the use of the name of the song! The mono thing just kinda happened, like I didn't plan on having that happen. Like most of my stuff, I just started typing, and this is what came out. This one's like, extra, super long, compared to the other ones! So please review, because I worked on this for like three hours, and I love to hear your thoughts on these. I love this song; it's so freakin' catchy!
Haha, anyways, wow. Crazy day for me. I live in Maryland, which is in fact on the East Coast. So yes, I felt the earthquake. I was getting my hair cut, so there were scissors near my head, at the time. Haha. I was scared shitless, being as Maryland never gets earthquakes, but ya know, it's all good now. And anyone else who felt it, or knows someone who did, I hope you're okay. It wasn't that bad, but you never know.
Review! And don't forget to check out my other oneshot songfic, on Love Story. And you should review that, too, since it's even longer than this one.:D