Fourth Update tonight! WOOP! And the last one tonight, I'm gonna be writing the next chapter for my future fic 'The Clarkes' so…yeah.

Prompted by another 'guest' again, would have liked a name, it was a good idea!

Crafty

Beginning

Jerome was tired. Okay, he was beyond tired. He kept trying to be that nice super sensitive guy for Mara, and he thought it was working, she broke up with the meat head, and things were finally looking up. But no. She was talking to him via video chat. Right now. They were just friends of course, but Jerome wanted that time to be spent with him.

He turned and changed direction, jogging up the steps. He had a plan. Oh, and wasn't Jerome Clarke renowned for his plans? He opened Mara's door without knocking and she looked up in shock. He smiled waving, as if this was completely normal, and closed the door, sitting on the bed beside her.

This of course, was not completely normal. Mara had a right to be shocked. Jerome hated Mick, and whenever he called, he left. "Hey Mick!" Jerome called happily into the laptop. Mick glared through the screen.

"Clarke. What are you doing there?"

"Me and Mara always hang out, don't we Jaffray?" he asked, pretending to sound innocent, but he loved the look of outrage on Mick's face. Mara, who had calmed down now, nodded, seeing nothing wrong.

"Yeah. We do. Oh, and Jerome, we have to go to town on Saturday, to buy your sister a birthday gift," Jerome nodded.

"Wait- since when are you friends with his sister?" Mick asked in shock.

"I don't know," Mara shrugged, smiling sympathetically "Oh sorry, Mick. You must feel so left out. What do you wanna talk about?"

"I want to talk about why on earth you're allowing Jerome Clarke to sit on your bed! You hate him Mara! Remember what he did to you at elections?" Mick's voice sounded angry. And Jerome's smile widened.

"Mick!" Mara scolded, reacting just as Jerome hoped she would "Don't you dare speak like that! Jerome and I are friends now, we made up. We both apologised. I like him, he's a good, sweet, and sensitive guy. Do you know what it could do to someone's confidence, hearing someone else say something like that?" she looked sternly into the camera, and Mick looked down shame faced.

"You're right, Mars, sorry Clarke."

"No harm no foul," Jerome said easily, but then he turned to Mara. "Actually Jaffray, there was something I wanted to talk to you about." He paused, gazing into Mara's beautiful hazel eyes. "I love you." There was a gasp, from both Mara and Mick "I have for a long time now. Please…please, please go out with me?"

Mara watched him in absolute shock, before smiling, and nodding shyly. Jerome was elated, this was better than he had ever dreamed. Her hands sent shocks through his body as she held his shoulders tightly.

Jerome could literally feel Mick's fury, and without breaking the kiss, he blocked him, and ended the call. Mara didn't even notice.

It was cruel, selfish and rude. But hey, that was Jerome Clarke. To his enemies anyway.

In a way, that's how their relationship started. But you know, mine's a little more cruel, and makes JARA look like the bad guys, which THEY ARENT! They didn't know Mick was standing there, they didn't do it to spite him. They did it, because they loved each other.

Prompts!

But no more for tonight guys, but for the morning, I'm tired. Good night! x