Eli's POV
We got Morty and I opened the door for her. Clare got in and sat in the passenger seat. I walked around and sat in the driver seat. I put the keys in the ignition so we could at least listen to some music while we waited for Adam. Ironically enough when I turned the radio on, Dead Hand was playing. Clare turned her body so that her feet were on the passenger seat and she was leaning against me. I could smell her perfume. And man! She smells so good. Soon enough, Adam came; hurrying to Morty. Clare turned forward so Adam could slide into the passenger seat. "Sorry, I just got caught up with Katie. Did I miss anything?" Adam asked. "Nope, let's just get to that movie," I replied happily. I was excited to see a movie with Clare. Of course, on Adam's account, I wasn't going to make out with her or anything, but I was looking forward to 'protecting' her from the movie. We made it to the movie in time and bought our tickets. I, of course, bought Clare's for her. We went into the theater and sat in some seats in the dead center. When we sat down, I immediately pulled up the arm rest between me and Clare. She slightly leaned against me, so I put my arm around her and she entwined her hand with mine that was around her shoulders. Once the theater got dark, I noticed she scooted closer to me; which I didn't mind at all. Within the first thirty minute, five people were dead. One person was chain sawed to death, another was drowned, two others were killed in a fire and the latest one fell off a cliff. "AHHHH!" the girl on screen screamed, when she turned to her surprise; one of the killers was behind her. Wow, didn't see that coming. Not! One of the other killers then snuck up on the girl and stabbed her to death. So make that six deaths. I look down at Clare to see how she's taking this. She looked like she was doing fine, but she still wanted to cuddle up to me. Again, I am totally fine with this. She looks up at me and smiles; assuring me that she's ok and that she is glad I'm 'protecting' her. She leans up and kisses me on the cheek. I wouldn't admit this to anyone, but at that moment when her lips touched my cheek, I got goose bumps. So, I returned the favor by kissing the top of her head. I looked over at Adam to see if he was witnessing our little exchange. He had his knees up to his chest and was eating popcorn; as if he were in a trance. I continue to watch the movie; no matter how cheesy it was. Once the movie was over we all decided to walk around town. Clare and I both eyed the book store and started running towards it. Adam caught up to us and asked, "Do we really have to go into the book store now?" "But you love books?" Clare asked confused. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean I read them every second I get." "There are comic books," I bribed Adam. "Come on guys let's not wait out in the cold," Adam said rushing into the book store. Clare and I laughed. We walked in and went to the Fiction section. She grabbed her fair share of vampire novels so I grabbed my favorite works of Chuck Palahniuk. We sat down on a couch in one of the reading lounge areas. She enlightened me with her stories and I enlightened her with mine. "Horror stories?" She asked me. "Yeah, they aren't as scary as they sound." She looked unsure so I handed her "Lullaby" by Chuck Palahniuk and made a deal with her, "How about you choose one of your books for me to read and you read lullaby?" She thought about it for a moment then spoke, "Alright, but if I get scared you have to make it up to me." "I think I can handle that." I lean in and we kiss for a few minute, but are interrupted by someone clearing their throat. We look up and see Adam. "Ready to go?" He asks with a smile on his face. I look at Clare. "I still need to buy this book," Clare says. "Don't worry, I own it," I reassure her. Clare smiles and says, "I have a book for you too." "So that would be a…." Adam asks. "Yes, we can leave now," Clare says. We leave the store and continue to walk through the town; laughing and talking the rest of the night. After a while we made our way back to Morty. We all pile in and I start driving towards Adam's house since he is the first stop. I turned my music then looked at Clare to see if that's ok. She was fine with it so I turned it up some more. The three of us were all belting to "Sin City" by Kopek. And frankly, it seemed as though, none of us could sing. So, you could say we go some pretty insane looks from people in cars next to us and people we passed. I pulled up to Adam's house and turned the volume way down. Adam got out and closed the door. The window was open so he said he had fun and goodbye and then ran up to his house. Then it was just me and Clare. I rolled up the windows then moved my arm around her and asked, "So did you have a good time?" "You could say that," She says with a smile. "Too bad I have to drive you home now." "No," She groaned like a little kid that didn't get their way. "You don't want to go home?" "I really don't want to deal with my parents, but I probably should because it's dark out and they may open their eyes and flip out on me for once." We stopped at a red light so I leaned over and kissed the top of her head and whispered, "I am so sorry. I wish you didn't have to go." "Thanks. It's not your fault and if only I didn't have to." The light turned green and I started to drive again. "How are things at home for you?" she asked. "Alright, Cece, my stepmom, sees that she could never replace my real mom, but she still tries her best to be as good of a mom she can." "Well, at least she's trying." "Yeah," my face fell a little more. Clare looked up at me, "Hey, don't get all sad on me. We both have broken homes, but no matter what we have each other." She smiled. I pulled up to her house and stopped. Clare had her head rested on my shoulder, pretending to be asleep. "Clare, we're here." Nothing. "Clare, wake up from your pretend sleep." Nothing. "Fine," I looked down at her. "I guess I'm just going to have to TICKLE you!" I started to tickle her and she went absolutely insane. She was extremely ticklish. "Eli…Stop….I…can't…breathe!" she managed to say in between laughs. "Are you going to 'wake up' now?" She leaned her head on my shoulder and moaned, "No, I don't wanna." "Do I have to carry you in?" "You just want me out of your car that badly. Don't you?" "Hey, Morty isn't just a hearse; he's an antique." I wasn't kidding. It was hard to find hearses in good conditions. Trust me, I know. Morty even broke down every once in a while. "Whatever you say. You didn't disagree with me." "I don't want you to go home. You need to go home." "But I don't want to." "Clare," I start. "Fine," she whines. "Good night kiss?" She asks. I don't say anything. I just start to lean. Our lips greeted each other and danced together. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me. Clare wrapped her arms around my neck and stared playing with my hair; twisting little strands with her fingers. I licked her bottom lip; asking for an invitation. She slightly opened her mouth and my tongue plunged in. Eli was just going to give her a little kiss, but he couldn't help himself. she just smelt so good and her kisses were so sweet. Clare slowly pulled away, but continued to have her hands in my hair. "Sadly, I have to go." "No," I whined. "No matter how much I want to stay her and kiss you, I can't get home too late." I pouted. "But tomorrow, when we're talking about topics for that essay, maybe I can continue to kiss my boyfriend?" Did she just say boyfriend? So I am her boyfriend? I smiled, "If I can kiss my sweet girlfriend." I gave her one more quick peck and then she stepped out of the car and walked up to the door. She waved one last time before opening the door and running into her house.