Chapter 4: My saviour

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Clarke's pov

Once they were in the kitchen, clarke riffled through the freezer and produced 2 cartons of ice cream, one strawberry and one mint choc chip. Grabbing 2 spoons from the cutlery draw and passing one to Bellamy she made her way to the lounge, deciding to test his reflexes she shouted "THINK FAST" and threw a carton up in the air, alarmed Bellamy's eyes widened as he ran forward to catch it, in doing so he over estimated his speed needed and collided into Clarke sending them both into the wall.

Bellamy's chest pushed against clarke's, she could feel his muscles tensing as her hands were trapped between the two of them, gripping onto Bellamy's torso to keep upright,  and his lips were so close to her ear that she could hear his panting from the shock she gave him seconds earlier.

Looking up to see his face there lips were centimetres apart when she whispered "sorry....you can let go now," pushing himself off the wall and scratching the back of his neck in a nervous/embarrassed way he nodded and continued walking to he lounge.
Once they were there clarke dramatically flopped down on the sofa so her legs were in the air and her torso hung over the ledge of the sofa making everything including Bellamy in the armchair look upside down and kinda crazy.

"Tell me about yourself" she said, "well what do you wanna know"
"Favourite colour?"
"Red and yours?"
"green, how old are you?"
"24 and you?"
"20 in 2 months, savoury or sweet?"
"sweet" he smiled "SAME, favourite season?"
"summer, cause it's hot"
"you're hot" she mumbled under her breath, picturing bellamy in board shorts, rock hard abs that she felt earlier on show, by a pool, sweating off the summer hea-"pardon I didn't here that last part," he smugly interrupted her train of thought. "oh errr it was nothing," she mumbled blushing slightly, "i should get back to schoolwork" she stood up ready to leave when a large crash soundly like braking glass coming from down the corridor...

Bellamy's pov
Bellamy stood up as soon as he heard the noise and pushed clarke behind him, "stay here!" he whisper shouted to her, opening the door and locking it behind him.

Unholstering his gun he silently trailed against the wall getting closer and closer to where the noise came from, once reaching the first door frame he counted to three before swiftly turning into the room, raising his gun to chest level with both hands, elbows bent and tucked in like he was taught to.

There was no movement but upon further observation he sore the attackers point of entree was the first floor right hand side window, beneath which was a bloodied guard lying too still to be good. He creeped over to the guard and bent down gun still raised, to check his pulse. Nothing.

Rising he moved swiftly onto the next room once again creeping down the corridor before waiting three seconds by the door frame and gracefully turning into the room gun raised only this time he was met with a fist to the side of his face.

Stumbling off to the side he raised his gun fired two shots in the direction he last saw the attacker, but once he gained his balance he realised the masked man was no longer there and had disappeared, looking round the room he saw no one.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain around his throat which began to close up as a result of his attacker chocking him with some kind of rope. He needed to get out of this situation before he passed out so he thought fast and flung his head back effectively head-butting his attacker. He dove for his gun on the floor and rolled onto his back, aiming up at where his attacker was recovering from his previous blow and shot him twice in the chest, watching as he fell to his knees, life draining from his eyes.

Bell stood to go and find clarke but as soon as he did he fell back down again, he was pretty badly injured and something felt wrong, crawling/hobbling to the lounge and fumbling with the lock, leaning heavily on the door, once it opened he was met with a worried looking clarke, her eyes searching his body for any kind of injury and that's all he saw, before everything went black...

mwahahaha I'm so mean 😂😂 also please give me ⭐️cause I worked hard on this chapter when I was supposed to be doing german. I also had to hide it from my teacher so yeh :)

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