Time Bomb.

Part 6

 " You Know I'm Never Gonna Let You Go!"

Wait. He kissed back? That was just a long shot. I definitely wasn't expecting that reaction. Hell, who cares that he pushed me away. I'm laying with my head rested on his shoulder and he isn't even tense. That's got to mean something, right? 
"Did you think I was Clarke?" I teased slightly in a quiet voice.
"What?" Bellamy said, confused.
"You kissed back at first. Did you think I was Clarke?" I repeated.
"I don't like Clarke in that way..." Bellamy trailed off.
"So you wouldn't kiss her back if she kissed you?" I smirked, really trying to annoy him.
"I don't know. Why are you even asking." He rolled his eyes.
"Because you kissed me back!" Murphy laughed. "And if you don't love Clarke and wouldn't kiss her back, it means you love me!" I smirked and he glared at me.
"Bullshit!" He spat.
"You keep telling yourself that Blake!" I winked.
"Don't worry, John, I will!" He rolled his eyes and I laughed.
"Doesn't work so well, you calling me John, does it?" I grinned and he shook his head.

After a little while later, I stood myself up and held my hand out to help Bellamy up. Without even a moments hesitation, he took it and I began to pull him up. Key word there being began because after a while I got bored. I smirked, letting my hand slip from his before grabbing it again after he'd fallen a bit, leaving him almost hanging in mid air, if it wasn't for his feet, that were barely stable on the floor, he would be!
"Murphy, seriously?" Bellamy glared. "You could have dropped me!" I growled.
"You know I'm never gonna let you go!" I smirked, pulling him up finally, but not letting go of his hand.

To be honest, if anyone asked me if I liked Bellamy I wouldn't know how to reply. I mean, I like pissing him off. And to be honest, I'd do anything to do that! But was it more than that? I mean, I did kiss him! Heck, I don't even know. 

I most certainly wouldn't turn down the chance to touch those soft lips against mine again. To ruin his innocence completely, that would be nice! Hear him scream my name over and over. He needs me. I need him. Okay, I guess that does mean I like him. Yes, I do. I like Bellamy Blake. I, John Murphy, like Bellamy Blake! Now it's just the matter of fact of getting him to like me. That shouldn't be too hard, right?

Woah! Woah! What? Did I really just write that last paragraph? Well okay then! That part was pretty short but I found it really cute so I don't particularly care for the length! 

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-Eleanor