Sorry guys for not updating in a while. Schools just been really hectic the past couple weeks. I should get back into writing regularly soon :)
Bellamy's POV
Clarke came downstairs wearing my shirt, god she looked good in that. But I wasn't about to let her know, so I just glanced up from the TV and went back to watching it, at least acknowledging her presence.
"Does it fit?" I asked, still staring at the TV.
"Yeah, I guess" she fiddled with the end of it, lifting it up slightly as she turned away, that her underwear showed a bit.
I know she didn't know that I saw, but I still felt my cheeks begin to burn, which I cooled by taking a sip of my drink next to me.
"Where's Octavia?" I heard Clarke call from the kitchen.
"At Lincoln's for the night" I replied, suddenly realising that it would be just us two.
"Oh" I barely heard her, it was almost a whisper coming from the other room.
I wanted to go set things straight between us for the night, so I grabbed my drink and went to the kitchen, setting it down on the bench.
Clarke turned to face me at the same time I began to speak
"I think it would be b-" I stopped mid sentence just to stare at her. I couldn't help myself. Her eyes fluttered at the recognition of my voice, I could see the pain behind them that she worked so hard to hide.
"Clarke.." I hung my mouth is disbelief of how beautiful she looked right now.
"Yes Bellamy?" She innocently looked up at me with her big blue eyes. I wanted to take her in my arms right now. I wanted to hold her and tell her I only had feelings for her, but I knew I couldn't. I had to wait for her.
"Uh," I scratched the back of my neck, embarrassed "How about we watch a movie to pass the time?"
Her eyes lit up, "sure, I'll make the popcorn," she grinned
I went back to the lounge room and sat in front of the tv, sifting through the movie drawer underneath. I picked one out, a classic horror movie.
When Clarke appeared from the kitchen with a huge bowl of popcorn and two beers cracked open for both of us, she glanced down at the movie I was putting into the dvd player.
She raised an eyebrow at my choice, but shrugged it off when I made room for her on the couch.
She sat the food and drinks on the table in front of us, careful not to sit too close to me. I tried not to take notice, but I couldn't help but be cheered up a little when she inched closer to me at any suspense parts.
Clarke let out a squeal as a huge jump-scare appeared. She got up from her side of the couch and practically jumped on me, dragging my arm over her for protection. I held her around the shoulder and waist, pulling her closer and she snuggled into my chest.
The movie finished and it was silent where we sat, although Clarke was laying down with her head in my lap, and I was mindlessly playing with her hair (i knew she liked that) She still had the blanket that was over us covering her eyes from the tv screen.
"It's over now" i told her, not sure where we stood
"I know I'm just scared" she admitted when as she sat up. She shivered as she hugged herself, still wearing my shirt.
