Dare you to love me

Pizza and the past

Enjoy Chapter 29. I've finally reached 1k of reads thanks to all you amazing people!

Trigger warning: Some talk of abuse

small SMUT warning

Lexa POV

Clarke finally finished in the shower and returned into the bedroom. To make matters worse she hadn't put the hoodie on that I had got her out and came out with just her shorts on and a towel wrapped around her top half.

"Do you think you could get me a T-shirt out instead please?" She asks me, her hair dripping down her face.

"Yeah sorry, I just thought you would want a hoodie because well..yeah.." I trail off, not wanting to embarrass her.

"Lexa, I think that's a bit redundant now don't you? Plus I trust you" She smiles at me and I head to her draw to hand her a T shirt.

I turn around while she changes, I can hear her struggle a bit but she manages to change. I just want to run over and kiss her but I feel it's best to let Clarke come to me in her own time, like she did in the bathroom before.

"So do you still want pizza then?" She asks. I'm a bit disappointed that she doesn;t want to continue our previous makeout session but I don't bring it up.

"Yeah... pizza sounds good" I try not to sound too gutted.

"Hey Lex, I meant what I said. I'm not done with you tonight yet. I'm just starving" She winks at me and I can't help but grin widely at her. 

We order food and sit on Clarke's bed while we wait. Talking about everything and nothing. It feels so comfortable and easy opening up to her about my life and I feel like she feels the same. The food finally arrives and I run downstairs to collect it before returning to Clarke who is sitting patiently waiting on the bed.

I hand her her pizza box and our conversations continue. Clarke is lying on the bed with her pizza on her stomach, leg propped up and I'm sitting next to her against the headboard, legs crossed, with the pizza box balancing on top of them.

"So it's your turn to tell me something" She says in between bites.

"What would you like to know?" I ask her.

"Erm... how many girls have you been with?" She looks down as she asks me the question and I can tell she's embarrassed, she looks so cute it's unreal, her cheeks turning a dark shade of red.

"Do you really want to know the answer to that?" I question, generally curious and a little worried about her knowing the truth.

"Sure why not. It's part of who you are right?" She plays with her food, trying to distract herself from looking at me.

"Okay, well I guess ballpark figure.. about" I think for a moment trying to recall my adventurous escapades. "Around 40". I say quietly and Clarke starts to choke on her food.

She coughs for a few minutes and I look at her bewildered waiting for her to say something. She grabs a drink of soda from the side to clear her throat.

"Sorry... I didn;t mean to react like that. It was just a bit of a shock." She explained it to me. "Lexa, I'm not judging you I swear... I just.. I guess I',m confused as to why you are spending time with me when you could clearly be out having fun"

"Like you said.. It's part of my past. I feel something different with you and I find it new and exciting" I tell her honestly.

"But don't you miss it?" She asks and I scrunch my face up confused by her question.