Clarke POV
As I am being wheeled past the ICU, I spot a familiar face. Octavia.
"Stop," I say curiously to the nurse pushing me.
I place my feet on the ground, and stand up. Immediately, I lead against the wall, when I get a rush of the pain. I try to ignore the headache, and keep walking.
"Clarke?" Octavia asks as I step into the room.
"I had to know if he was ok."
I walk over to his bedside. I get light headed, and fall over, only to be caught by the wheelchair I was in. The nurse followed me? Whatever. Bellamy groans and wiggles in the bed, as he regains consciousness. I smile, and grab his hand.
Bellamy's POV
"Hi," Clarke says, as I open my eyes.
"Mhskdb." I mutter.
I tried to say "hi" but I didn't.
Clarke gives me a sympathetic smile, as she squeezes my hand. I try to squeeze back, but I can't. Instead, I turn my head to see Octavia on my other side.
"Oksvia" I mutter.
Still out of it, I close my eyes and fall back to sleep.
Clarke's POV
It's been a couple days since Bellamy's surgery. They've kept him in the hospital just to supervise his progress. Yesterday, they decided he can go home today. Unfortunately, Octavia is at summer camp, so he asked me to come pick him up. I even rented a car for it. I've been visiting him at the hospital everyday.
I pull the up to the door, and rush the help Bellamy inside. The nurse wheels away the wheelchair, as I climb in the other side of the car.
"You should've brought your bike," Bellamy says.
"I would," I say with a smile. "But it's not safe."
"If I'm gonna die, is rather make it awesome, and not in some hospital bed."
"Your not gonna die," I say, right before reality hits me. "Not soon anyways."
The rest of the ride is silent. I pull into the long driveway in front of his house. After getting him inside and unpacking the car, I collect my things to leave.
"Where are you going?" Bellamy asks.
"I should probably go."
"Haven't you heard you're not supposed to leave people alone after they've had surgery?"
"No, I haven't."
I turn around and we exchange smiles. I give a nervous laugh, as I continue to collect my things.
"Ok, I'm going now," I say, as I walk over to give him a hug.
Before I can do anything, he pulls me onto the couch with him. He presses his lips against mine. I kiss him back, and lay down next two him. His eyes follow mine, before fluttering shut, and then he's gone.
Trapped between the couch and a sleeping Bellamy, I lie still. I lay there for what feels like hours, before drifting away myself.
Bellamy's POV
I feel sunshine on my face, as I slowly open my eyes. I roll over on the couch to find Clarke. I sit up, and walk over to the kitchen. I grab my chest, as a wave of pain passes. I glance back to Clarke. She's so beautiful when she's sleeping. I make some breakfast for the both of us. I take a moment to admire her, before waking her up. I walk over to the couch and brush her hair out of the way.
"Clarke," I say in a gentle tone, I often used with my sister.
Clarke shifts on the couch, before opening her eyes. She looks up at me with confused look.
"Where am I?" she asks as she sits up and looks around.
"You're at my place. You feel asleep here last night."
She smiles as the memories from last night come rushing back. We eat spent the day together, talking. All we did was talk for twelve hours and still haven't run out of stuff to talk about.
