High School (Bellarke)

Part 26

Bellamy's POV:
I smirk at Clarke and O playfully punches my arm. "I know your in love, but maybe turn it down a bit Bell." I can't suppress a laugh and neither can Clarke, who was listening to us. "Sorry O." She says, but everyone can tell that she doesn't mean it. Octavia gives me a glare before returning to watching Women In Black. I saw that Clarke was getting a bit scared, though she tried her best to conceal it, I know her. I pull her in towards me, so that her head is resting on my shoulder. She reaches up and intertwines her fingers with mine. Time moves on, the movie finishes, all the food has been eaten and everyone was beginning to fall asleep including O. Lincoln gave me a quick smile before picking her up bridal style and taking her off to her bedroom. The others stay on the couch but I pick Clarke up and carry her to our bedroom. She's asleep but murmurs something when I carefully lay her onto the bed. I pull the cover over her, and climb into bed as well. She moves closer to me, but I think it's just a reflex, nevertheless I wrap my arms around her and lightly kiss her cheek. The last thing I remember seeing before drifting off into a deep sleep, was Clarke's face. I wake up to see that the duvet has been pulled back and Clarke is gone. She's probably getting food, I let out a small laugh and at that moment she walks in. "What's so funny Bell?" I smirk as she passes me a plate pilled with golden brown pancakes. "Nothing princess." She raises her eyebrows before saying "Okay." We smile and jumps onto the bed, sitting where she layer earlier. "I swear all we do is eat." Clarke giggles, putting her arm around me and using the other to eat her pancakes. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, never knowing what it would be like to lose her to someone else. The only problem was, I didn't know if we were at that stage yet. Were we ready? I think to myself as I swallow another mouthful of syrupy goodness. Well if we're in love then I guess so. But first I had to get her dads permission, he was the one she seeks approval  from. At least he seems to like me, I wonder if that'll change when I ask him, let's hope not. We finish our pancakes, Clarke goes off to get dressed and I tell her that I'm going to the shop. I jog out of the house, saying a quick goodbye to O and Lincoln on the way. As soon as I turn the key in the lock, I open the door to my jeep and speed off. It only takes about five minutes to get there and when I do, I walk up to the door and stand there for a moment. I never felt nervous for anything, but my arms and knees were shaking and I felt like butterflies were trying to puncture my stomach. I finally pick up the courage to knock the door and I do so quickly, before I have time to change my mind. "Hello Jake." I say, trying desperately to keep my voice steady. "Hi Bellamy, what are you doing here?" He asks and I see the same appear on his face, the one that made me love Clarke even more (if that was possible.) "I need to talk to you." He nods and move out of the way, gesturing for me to come in and sit on the couch. I take a place on the middle of the couch and shift my weight from one leg to the other, uncomfortably. "I love Clarke." I say. "I know and she loves you very much too Bellamy." He grins and it makes me feel a bit less nervous, but only for a second. "I wanted your permission to... Marry your daughter." His face suddenly turns blank and I gulp loudly, but then it forms a smile reaching from ear to ear. He stands up and walks over to me to hug me. "Of course son." I can't help but mimic his expression, it was contagious. Now all I needed was a ring...