9) Friends?

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Two Months Later...

Bellamy's POV

I walk out of the gas station holding the bag full of snacks. I got candy, chips, popcorn, you get the idea.

It has been two months since Octavia's accident and since then nothing regarding her condition has changed. I have to admit, at first it was rough. And I mean like really rough. There were some days where I didn't even want to leave my bed; let alone the house.

But as promised, Clarke was there every time. She came with me to the hospital, supported me when I was upset and even an asshole at times, and she even dragged me out of bed if she had to. Honestly, I have no idea how I could've gotten through it without her.

Anyway, since then I guess you could sorta say we "bonded" after O's accident. We became a pair of unlikely friends when the only thing we thought we had in common was Octavia.

So we made a deal. In order for us to both get through this tough time and to get to know each other better, we agreed to have a movie night every Saturday at Clarke's house. Even though we were hanging out with each other more at school, it was just nice to hang out with her privately; without any of her other friends jumping in.

The more I started hanging out with Clarke, the better I felt. I really started to rely and depend on her. I even started to hang out with my other friends Atom and Lincoln less and less. I'm not saying that I didn't want to still be friends with them, I'm saying I guess they could never understand what I was going through, but Clarke did.

So I walked up to my car and unlocked it. I opened the door and placed the bag of snacks on top of the empty passenger seat. I put my seatbelt on, turned on the radio, and headed over to Clarke's.

Clarke's POV

I just finished setting up the movie when I hear a knock on the door. Knowing it was Bellamy, I yelled, "It's open!" I hear the door open and in comes Bellamy holding the promised bag of snacks.

"You know Bellamy, you don't have to knock. This house is practically yours now too," I laugh.

He smiles and says "I know Princess, but I just do it to annoy you and it seems like it works."

I look at him as he smirks and I just roll my eyes and snatch the bag of snacks out of his hand. I actually didn't mind him calling me Princess anymore. I had grown to like it but I would never admit that to Bellamy. I just pretend to act as if it bothers me when secretly I don't mind.

"So Princess, what movie have you chosen for us this time?" Bellamy asks as he goes to sit on the couch.

"I actually thought we could watch something different tonight," I say as I join him on the couch.

"Oh, and what do you mean by that?" Bellamy asks.

"Well since I always choose a movie for us to both enjoy, I thought we could watch something that only I wanted to watch."

"And what would that be?" Bellamy asks raising his eyebrows.

"Five Feet Apart," I say as I smile innocently.

Bellamy groans and leans his head back. "Ugh, you girls and your sappy movies. Stuff like that is trash."

I fake gasp and playfully punch him. "Hey! This movie is not just for girls, and I can like whatever I want to like! It is not trash!"

"Fine, we can watch it. It's not like there's any stopping you anyway," Bellamy sighs.

"Yay!!" I say while clapping my hands. I get up and turn off the lights and as I sit back down on the couch, I press play.

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