Clexa (Taylor's Version)🤍
I wanted an excuse to write heavy angst + messiness with lots of social media
Clarke and Lexa are celebrities in L.A.'s Hollywood scene, and have been broken up for a while, but can't quite move on from each other. Thei...
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Raven insisted they all get ready for the fundraiser together at her place, despite her needing to leave before the rest of them the be at the venue early. Their limos will be here in about an hour, but before she leaves she takes Clarke's phone and orders her to come with her outside.
"Clarke you are SO fucking hot tonight ...God I did such a good job..." She holds the phone up, motioning for the blonde to pose against the brick wall behind her as she snaps several pictures, "I can't wait to see the look on Luna's face. She's so excited to meet you." She adds before opening Instagram to post one of them to Clarke's page.
"Okay I'm heading out. Anya is meeting me there, you guys can come anytime once your ride is here." She says grabbing her clutch off the back of the couch. There's a larger group tonight, having invited some of their newer friends they've made since moving to LA - or rather that Bellamy and Lincoln have made - because Raven always prefers adding to the guestlist, especially when it means more potential donors. Everyone is pretty much ready and lounging on the couch or standing out on the balcony.
"Don't let all the champagne go to waste." She waves at the several bottles already open on the glass coffee table, "Drink up bitches! You're all more generous when you're drunk, so remember tonight is for the KIDS!"
Clarke joins Octavia and the only other girl there, Harper, out on the balcony while Lincoln, Bellamy, and the rest of the boys - Monty, Jasper, and Murphy, grab the champagne bottles and the flutes to pour everyone a fresh glass.
"You look great, Clarke." Harper compliments, giving the girl a once-over.
The view from Raven's mansion was the best out of the group and when the sun set, the sky over the city became an absolute masterpiece of orange pink and purple that Clarke swore to herself she would paint sometime from this exact spot.
"Luna isn't going to know what to do with herself." Adds Octavia, nudging Clarke with her arm.
Harper grins, turning her back to the edge and resting her elbows on the balcony rail.
"She won't be the only one either."
Clarke and Octavia both shoot her a quick look, not sure if she meant it in the way both of them took it, but the girl proves them right with another quick comment after seeing their expressions:
"Come on, a hundred bucks that Lexa finds some reason to talk to you within the first twenty minutes after seeing you like this." Her eyes drop to Clarke's cleavage, "I mean hell you've got me questioning my own sexuality right now."
"Can we have one night out that's not about Lexa?" Octavia cuts in on behalf of her friend, annoyed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean-"
Clarke cuts her off with a wave of her hand, "It's fine. Tonight is going to be fun, and I'm not letting her ruin it."
The boys start spilling out onto the balcony then, all looking sharp in their formal wear.
