An Ocean For Me To Drown: Bellarke One Shots

Isn't That What Friends Are For?

"I can't believe you never screwed Finn," Raven said. "He was far from a virgin when you two dated, Clarke."

I sighed. "Yes, I am well aware of how weird it is that I'm a virgin, but Finn always tried to pressure me and he made me feel so crappy when I turned him down. Hell, that's why we're not together."

"Do my ears deceive me, or did I just hear Clarke say she was still a virgin?" I shot to my feet and felt my cheeks immediately burn. Bellamy Blake.

"Shut up, Bellamy. You knew that anyways."

"I assumed, you are a goody goody and a prude and all," he said with an evil glint.

"Uhm, I'll see y'all tomorrow," Raven said as she left the Blake house.

"I am not a prude, Bellamy! I just didn't want to lose it to Finn. He wasn't right."

He chuckled, sending involuntary chills down my spine. "I hope you don't wait until college. You're 17. Most guys in college will get you drunk and do it."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not an idiot. Look, my sex life isn't your concern."

"There's no sex life for me to concern myself with," he laughed loudly.

"Ugh! I hate you. When is Octavia coming home?"

"Two days, Princess. Until then, you're stuck with me."

I sighed. "Can we just drop this?"

"Fine," he said, but he sounded like he was up to something.

Hours later, and Bellamy and I are on the couch when the pizza arrives. "Hey, will you get that while I switch movies?"

I stood up. "Sure," I answered and went to the door to grab the food. When I came back there was a really weird movie on.

After about two minutes, I choked on my food. "Bellamy what the fúck?!" I shouted.

Bellamy burst out laughing, laughing harder than I have ever seen him laugh in all the years I've known him. He fell over sideways, tears even falling. My face was red with anger and embarrassment.

"You," he laughed. "You should see your face, Princess Prude." He wiped the tears from eyes.

I stood up and walked to the guest room. I tried not to cry and focus on how angry I was instead of embarrassed and ashamed.

"Clarke?" I sighed and rolled over, facing the wall as I heard Bellamy ease the knob and enter the room. "Clarke I'm sorry, I was just joking. I didn't mean to upset you that bad. I thought we would just laugh it off. I'm so sorry."

I sighed. "It's fine. Goodnight."

"Oh come on, don't stay mad at me. Your panties can't stay in a wad too long," he joked.

I rolled over and met his gaze. "I don't have my panties in a wad, Bellamy. Because I'm not wearing any," I half whispered and rolled back over.

Bellamy was quiet for a few seconds. My heart was beating against my chest so hard that I thought my ribs would shatter.

I felt Bellamy's hand on my thigh, he was moving upwards. "What are you doing?" I gasped.

"I wanted to fact check that last remark, Princess." His hands made their was to edge of my short shorts and his finger slid in, up my hip. "Holy shit," he whispered. "Maybe the Princess isn't such a prude after all."

"I am not a prude, Bellamy!"

"Well, as far as I know, you're a prude! Maybe not a huge one since you're not wearing panties." His fingers slid across my ass, my body immediately breaking out in goosebumps.