A/N:Thanks for all your reviews guys, I was really nervous. Sorry for taking son long to update. But I seriously needed a break after writing the first chapter to my new fanfic Reality. By the way, I watched the last episode of the 100 and it was so sad! Anyway here's the 4th chapter, hope you enjoy it. Read and review so I know what you think.

P.S: Bare in mind that I was half asleep while finishing this chapter so it's not one of my best.

He walked up to her until there was only a few inches between them and took a deep breath "I'm about to say something and you need to listen."

"O-okay" Clarke stuttered nervously. Was this it? Don't be stupid Clarke, Bellamy doesn't feel that way about you. He never will. It's probably just grounder talk.

"Okay, um here goes." Bellamy took both of Clarke's hands in his own before continuing. "When I first met you I thought you were uptight, bossy and quite frankly you just irritated me." Clarke glared at him but allowed him to go on. "But after what happened with Charlotte, I saw the real you. You're kind, beautiful, caring and I couldn't run this camp without you." Bellamy paused to wipe away a tear rolling down her cheek. "Clarke, I have all these feelings for you and it's kinda scary, but all I know is that I need you." He stroked her cheek , waiting for her to respond.

"What does that mean?" She asked teasingly.

"It means," Bellamy wrapped his arm around her waist. "That I want to be with you Princess."

Clarke pulled him down into a passionate kiss."Me too." she whispered softly against his lips. "But..." Bellamy rolled his eyes and she slapped his chest playfully. "I want to keep us a secret." Before he could protest, Clarke put a finger against his lips. "Just let me speak. Okay?" Bellamy nodded reluctantly and let her continue. "I want to be with you Bell, but I don't want the whole camp getting involved and ruining this for us. " She pushed a stray hair away from his eyes. "That okay?" He nodded once again and pulled her closer to him. "You gonna say anything?" She mumbled into his chest.

Bellamy smirked. "That's the first time you've called me Bell." He kissed the top of her head and rested his chin on it. "I like it." Bellamy kissed her and began to make his way down her neck...

Clarke let out a loud yawn and they pulled away.

"Wait for me in my tent Princess, I'll tidy up in here."

"Thank you." Clarke planted a soft kiss on his lips gratefully.

"Hey Clarke!" Octavia called from outside the drop ship. They instantly pulled away and took a few steps back trying to even out their breathing. "Was I interrupting something?" Clarke blushed and bit her lip nervously, not knowing what to say. Thankfully Bellamy saved her.

"No worries O, we were just discussing grounder business."

"Cool."

Clarke yawned again. "Guys I'm gonna go to sleep. Had a really busy day today." She turned to Bellamy.

"Finish this conversation in the morning?" He smirked. Clarke's cheeks were now the colour of a tomato.

"Sure." She said and hurried out of the med bay.

Octavia waited for Clarke to leave before turning to her brother excitedly. "Sooo?" She asked not being able to keep the question in any longer

"So what?" Bellamy teased.

"Come on Bell!" She punched his arm. "What happened."

"Ouch!" He swatted at her.

" Come on you big baby, tell me!"

"Okay Okay!" Octavia stopped her assault on him and looked at him hopefully. "We kissed."

She gave a loud squeak and Bellamy chuckled. "Seriously O? We kissed, doesn't mean we're getting married anytime soon."

Octavia punched his arm." Shut up! I'm so happy for you."

Bellamy gently squeezed his kid sister and kissed the top of her head."Thanks O I'm happy too."

Octavia was the first to pull away. "Go." he looked at her questioningly

"Go what?"

"Go be with your princess!"

"But I said I'd-"

Octavia began to push her brother out of the drop ship. "No buts! Get outa here, now!" Bellamy laughed and allowed himself to be bossed around by his baby sister. Just this once.

Clarke took off her jacket, tied her hair into a messy bun and pulled out her (extremely worn) sketchbook. She flicked few a few pages and stopped at a picture of Bellamy. Before that day, she felt ashamed of drawing him, it felt wrong. At that point she had hated the very sight Bellamy and she'd felt confused as to why she would want his face permanently printed in her sketchbook, but she still hadn't been able to rip it out. Now though, she stroked the picture and smiled.

"Watcha looking at?" She gasped and turned around to find Bellamy smirking at her. She reluctantly held out her sketchbook to him. Bellamy hesitated before taking it, somehow seeing how important it was to her.

Clarke nervously watched him, trying to see his reaction. Oh god! What if he thinks I'm a creep. Well done Clarke, probably scared him off...

"Did you draw these?" He asked.

He hates it! "Yeah...I totally get it if you think I'm a creep!" She rambled on. Bellamy's eyebrows were raised in amusement. "I should probably just-"

Bellamy grabbed her arm before she could leave the tent. "Clarke, I lovethem." He reassured her. "I was just surprised, I didn't think you could draw." He looked down at the drawing of himself. "At least, not like this. These are great princess, you're great." Clarke grinned, regaining some of her confidence and pounced on him, causing them to both fall onto the makeshift bed. She started to leave a trail of heated kisses around Bellamy's face and soon he pulled away, smirking. "Guess I said the right thing." Clarke giggled and rolled off of him so she could lay next to him and snuggle into his side.

They stayed like that for a while until Bellamy heard her snoring softly into his shoulder and joined her in slumber.

*sighs* I was kinda in a rush to finish this chapter and it's also a bit short, I felt guilty for taking so long to update. Sorry about that. :( But anyway, tell me what you think and give me some suggestions for chapter 5. You can pm me or post a review, I don't mind.