Best Friends Brother

Chapter 24

Clarke

We decided to go to my house tonight. Octavia was out with Lincoln and some friends so it's not like she would be worried if we didn't show up. She knew Bellamy was wake and promised to come see him as soon as she got home Tomorrow morning. We walk up the porch and I unlock the door. We walk in and both flop on the couch. I rested my head on Bellamy's shoulder. He wrapped his hand around my waist and pulls me closer. Laying there with him I start thinking, what would of happened if he didn't wake up? What would have happened if he died. I don't think I could survive without him.

"Clarke, what's wrong." Bellamy asks wiping a tear off my cheek that I didn't even realize was there.

"Bell, I can't stop thinking about what would have happened if you didn't wake up."

"Clarke, I did thought. I'm okay. Okay?"

"Bell. I don't think I'd survive without you. I'd be so lost if you died. Everyday while you were in the hospital, I was too. I was right night to your bed. I would tell you about my day and everything you were missing." I'm crying even harder now

"Clarke stop." He turns to face me. "Your never gonna lose me. Okay? Your stick with me. Cause I love you Clarke. And I don't think I could survive without you."

I hug him and bury my head in his chest. "I love you so much Bellamy."

"I love you too princess. Now let's go to bed."

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Bellamy

After laying in bed for a few hours I find myself not able to fall asleep.

"Princess." I whisper

"Mmm."

"Are you awake?"

"I am now." She groans and rolls to face me

"I've missed you." I whisper in her ear

"I've missed you too Bell. But it's 1:30 in the morning. What are you doing awake?"

"I couldn't sleep. I've missed you too much."

I run my hand down her side and stop on her waist.

"Ohh." She smirks "I see what your getting at."

I pull her closer to me. I kiss her then make my way to her neck, biting and leaving marks that I know will be there tomorrow. She lets her head fall backwards as I suck on her sweet spot.

"Bell..." Clarke moans. "We can't do this."

"Yes we can, now shhh." I whisper in her ear

She pulls away. "No I'm serious, your still healing your suppose to be resting. I don't want you to get worse again."

I tried to argue but I knew arguing with her would be like arguing with a brick wall.

"I'm sorry Bellamy."

We lay back on the bed. She's resting her head on my arm. We're not talking, but we don't need to. It's a comfortable silence.

"You know, just because I'm suppose to be resting doesn't mean..." I run my hand down her side and stop at the top of her pants. "doesn't mean we can't do this."