Clickbait. (Clexa Au.)

It went wrong so fast.

"okay,team we got an hour and at least 50 minutes to do this." Clarke clapped her hands together, grabbing the attention from everyone else and then out of nowhere she took out a big paper.

"Do what?" Lincoln asked, looking up from his tablet and sighed tiredly.

"To make the perfect date for now." The blonde pointed out as if it was obvious, she walked over and stand in front the TV. The rest of the gang staring at her while she looked down at her paper.

"Okay, what?" Echo scoffed placing away her laptop, either way she was so in whatever the blonde was into.

"Alright." Clarke started, clearing her throat as Murphy turned off the Television to hear her better. "This what I got– dinner at our editing room, I've also got some candles, roses and–"

She got cut off by Echo rasing her hand, Clarke raised her brow at her indicating the girl to speak. "What about the donuts?"

"I'll get you donuts later, when you help me!" A slight desperate groan escaped from the girl's lips.

"We'll help, Clarke." Murphy half shrugged, he had his arms crossed and chuckled. "Why are you so nervous?"

"I don't know, John, maybe because I actually like her and– it's our first date!"

"She hasn't say yes yet."

"You haven't ask yet."

Clarke's shoulders dropped, sighing deeply and sadly letting go of her paper of plans. "That's right. Who the fuck has a date at 3 am?"

Echo quickly stood up from her place, picking up the paper her best friend left on the coffee table, she smiled sweetly at it and hand it back to Clarke.

"You will."

–

Murphy, finished cleaning the editing room while Lincoln was doing the table. In the meantime, Echo was preparing Clarke for her 'special' night.

"Oh my God! What should I say about my hair being pink? Like it has been less than two days and I'm already doing crazy shit for my vlog." Clarke was on the edge of freaking out.

"You'd be fine." Echo laughed at the nervous wreck that was Clarke, she applied the last touch of lipstick on her. "She likes you, baby, she wouldn't say no."

The blonde sighed nodding, pretending to be on the same page as Echo. "But– she's Lexa Woods."

"And?"

"And.. she could have anyone else. Why would she–" Clarke's voice was soft, a light sigh left her mouth.

"Stop. You're spectacular." She grabbed both of the girl's cheeks squeezing them. "And you're going to have the best date of your life even if it's at 3 fucking am."

That finally made the nervous girl crack a smile before turning it into a shocked face when there was a knock on Murphy's door.

Lincoln ran into the living room where the girls were at, followed by Murphy behind. The boy started to push Echo, out of that room, Echo looked back at Clarke before disappearing.