Author's note, this is just as fluffy as it sounds.
Clarke's POV
That is what I believe a soulmate is. Someone who makes everything just a little bit better.
"I am perpetually single." Clarke said ranting once agin about her love life, or more like lack of. "7 billion people in the world and not one of them wants to date me. What is so wrong with me?"
"Nothing." Bellamy said smiling over at his best friend of twelve years.
"Obviously something is if I can't even get a stupid date to the stupid senior prom." Clarke spat angrily, causing Bellamy to laugh at her cute rage face. He couldn't figure out why she didn't have a date. Clarke was very attractive and funny. She was smart and caring, he shook his head, "Snap out of it, Bellamy," he though to himself.
"What's this really about?" Bellamy asked. He knew Clarke like he knew the back of his hand. They had been best friends since they were six and he was bullying a classmate on the playground. Bellamy's father had walked out a few months prior and he his mother hadn't paid his lunch bill. He needed lunch money and he knew Monty had money. Clarke had seen Bellamy punch Monty, take his money, and walk triumphantly away. Clarke had walked over to Bellamy and gotten the money back, forcefully, then returned it to Monty. The next day at lunch Clarke had invited Bellamy to eat with her and gave him the extra PB&J she swore her mom made accidentally. From then on they were the inseparable friends that always annoyed others with their telepathic looks and bursts of laughter due to all their inside jokes.
"What if I die alone." Clarke asked out of the blue.
"What." Bellamy asked very taken aback.
"Remember last week when we went to Ms. Smith's funeral." Clarke asked and Bellamy nodded. Their retired English teacher had died and they had attended the funeral because she had been Clarke's favorite teacher. "She had no family, no husband, no children. She lived alone in a nursing home. I visited her every other Thursday for a year until she passed and she said I was the only person who ever visited. How sad. She died alone, and even worse she lived a lonely life. I don't want to end up like her."
"You won't die alone Clarke. You'll have me." Bellamy said, hoping he was enough.
"You'll go off and get married and have children and forget about your childhood best friend." Clarke said sadly as if this was something she thought of often.
In his head Bellamy thought, "No, Clarke, you'll be my wife." Then he shook his head to clear the thought that often tried to intrude into his head. He looked at Clarke again. He loved her, she was his best friend, but were they more? Did he love her romantically?
Instead he said, "Your pretty unforgettable Clarke." She smiled.
They both leaned back against Clarke's bed from where they were sitting on the floor, their homework sat, abandoned long ago.
"Do you believe in soulmates?"
Clarke asked somberly.This question stopped Bellamy in his tracks. Did he believe in soulmates? Someone you spend your entire life with and never get tired of. Someone you fall in love with and never fall out of love. Someone to be there always to brighten your day and make you laugh. It sure sounded nice. "Yeah, I think I do." He replied confidently.
"Even though your pare-" Clarke started to question, but was cut off by Bellamy who didn't want to hear the question.
"They weren't." He said quietly. "They fought and yelled at each other. My mom said they only married because they we're eighteen when she got pregnant with me. They weren't soulmates, but they were in love once. Love is weird like that. You can fall in love with people who you aren't meant to be with forever, but those are the people that you fall out of love with. Then, however, there is that one person that you want to be with forever. The sight of them takes your breath away, their laugh makes your heart skip a beat, and when you hear their voice your body actually longs to be nearer to them." Bellamy stopped realizing he had just said all that out loud. Everything he felt about Clarke, he had just said out loud, to her face. She had that effect on him, though, always had and he believed she always would. That's why he believed in soulmates because he had found his and she was sitting right next to him.
He decided to go for it. Memento vivre, right? "Like the way I feel about you, Clarke, that is what a soulmate is." He subconsciously held his breath. He either just ruined a 12 year friendship or changed it into something completely different.
"Bellamy." Clarke said softly. He braces himself for the gentle letdown, for Clarke to say they were better as friends. "I think I believe in soulmates too."
Bellamy whipped his head around to look Clarke in the eye. She had beautiful icy blue eyes, the kind you could get lost in, and Bellamy would know because he often did. He was snapped out of his thoughts when Clarke leaned forward slowly and kissed Bellamy gently. She pulled back before Bellamy could even kiss her back.
Clarke blushed and opened her mouth to say something, but the words were lost as Bellamy smashed his mouth into hers with all the passion he'd been holding back for months now. He said all he was afraid to and the feelings he couldn't even put into words with the kiss. When he finally pulled back and looked at Clarke, she was just opening her eyes.
"Wanna go to prom together?" She said lightly, as a joke. He smiled and closed the inches of space between them and kissed her cheek.
"I guess." He said, even though he was suddenly really looking forward to prom.
"Oh my gosh! It's already 11:00pm and we only barely started our homework." Clarke exclaimed catching sight of the clock.
"There is something else is I'd rather do." Bellamy said.
Clarke punched him playfully on the shoulder and said, "I'm sure there is, too bad you have chemistry homework." She flirted back.
Bellamy couldn't resist the urge, so he kissed her forehead and smiled down at her, before finally turning to page 506 in his chemistry book and starting problem three with a grin on his face that he's never had before while doing chemistry.
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Bellarke One-Shots
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