Train of Thoughts

"Derailed"

============ Clarke Griffin ============

Look away, Clarke. LOOK. AWAY. The blonde started to feel the familiar deep shade of pink creeping up on her cheeks as she unwillingly averted her eyes away from Lexa's bare back.

"Princess!" Clarke jumped on her seat, whipping her head at Octavia who was grinning at her too widely. She got suspicious, she knew something bad was about to go down.

"What?" she asked weakly, feeling caught having googly eyes at the brunette by the corner who was now stripping her pants off. Clarke! LOOK. AWAY. She sighed internally and stared down at Octavia who seemed very oblivious of her predicament.

"HORROR NIGHT!" The tiny girl exclaimed, shoving Clarke bundles of Blueray DVDs at hand. Just when Clarke thought she can have a quiet night. She shook her head profusely.

"NO! No no..." Octavia pouted. "You know I can't handle jump scares and whatever crappy gory-horror movie." Pushing away the stack of DVD off her lap.

"Wow, a doctor who hates gory stuff AND works in a hospital late at night," Raven squinted, "You do know hospitals are the most haunted places on Earth?" Clarke rolled her eyes as Raven gave her a thumbs up, "Nice one, Princess."

"Whatever. I'll be under a rock if you need me," Clarke mumbled disapprovingly as she scrawled underneath the duvet that Octavia laid out on the carpeted floor in front of a large flat screen tv.

Clarke closed her eyes and tried to drown the pounding headache she was having. At least it was a tad bit better after downing gallons of water, which she completely forgot she have to go to the bathroom. Pulling out of her fortress and scrambled towards the bathroom by the kitchen, She did the best she can to stop giving Lexa perv eyes. Oh how she wished she eyes on the side of her face. Stop being a pervert, Clarke!... But did you see her tattoo on her arm? Oh God...

After a long tedious mental arguments of not looking back at the brunette, she finally found herself sitting down in the bathroom releasing her burden. She rubbed her tummy cooingly and strolled back to the living room and found Raven and Octavia cuddling by the corner and Lexa sitting beside them looking passive. As if the tormenting sound of loud thunder and high pitched screams of the running actors doesn't bother her. Clarke cringed by the sight. She bit her lips and shielded her eyes with her hand away from the screen. She yanked up the blanket, attracting Lexa's eyes but before wanting to meet her eyes, she decided against it and scrawled under. Curling up like a little caterpillar shying away from her or anyone else.

This is safe. This is haven.

"Aaahh!!!" Clarke shrieked at the top of her lungs, pulling the duvet closer to her body upon hearing the girls letting out a loud scream. She whimpered and sobbed quietly, cursing under her breath why she even thought of an idea of staying at the Blake's house. She was so caught up with her thoughts that she didn't realised a hand was patting her shoulder.

"Hey," She heard a faint whisper.

Clarke felt the cover being pulled away from her, she looked up and saw her looking worried. The blue orbs stared back at the green orbs. She felt her chest palpitated a dozen more times, not thinking if its because of the shrilling screams or the angelic face that was staring back at her. By clearing her throat, she made Lexa blinked a couple of times as if she was being pulled away from her reverie.

"Can I help you?" She let out in a husky sound as if she had done a fair share of screaming that night.

"You okay?" Lexa asked painstakingly.

Clarke smiled with a mixture of grimace. How humiliating can it be looking like a complete scaredy cat in front of your eye candy. VERY, Clarke thought.