You're Not Alone

Chapter 31

Clarke's POV

I woke up with feeling of arms around me.
I turned around and saw sleeping Lexa cuter than ever. I removed hair from her face and smiled.
She let out a quiet noise and squinted her eyes.
It was sunny and warm day outside. Sun was shining and I could hear birds outside.
But the most beautiful thing about it was the girl I love next to me.
„Stop staring." She smiled with her eyes still closed.
I chuckled and laid my head on her chest. She pulled me close and sighed.
„What are we gonna do today?" I asked quietly.
„I should probably go home and spend time with Aden. I didn't even call them, just sent a text."
„Yeah. That's for the best." I said quite sad but I couldn't spend all Lexa's time with her. She needs to go back.
„But I'll see you tomorrow." She finally opened her eyes and looked at me.
I smiled and gave her soft kiss.
„You will." I added after I pulled away and got a kiss on forehead.

„Can I take a shower?" She asked.
„Why are you even asking?" I chuckled.
„Okay I'll be right back. Try not to burn anything." She stood up and laughed.
„Ha ha. Funny." I rolled my eyes and cuddled into the covers. I missed heat of Lexa's body already.

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Lexa's POV

I took off my clothes and turned on the water. It was nice and warm.
When I walked out of the shower I realized I didn't have a towel.
„Shit."
„Clarke?" I yelled.
„What?" I heard her voice from the bedroom.
„Could you bring me a towel please?" I said awkwardly.
Next thing I heard was laugh.
„Stop laughing and get you ass here." I yelled.

I opened the door and peaked my head from behind them.
„Here." She gave me the towel and smiled.
„Thanks." I closed the door.
I dried my hair and dressed up.

„What do you want for breakfast?" I asked.
„Literally anything. Im starving." She groaned and placed her head on the table in the kitchen.
„Okay." I chuckled and opened the fridge.
„Can you cut the tomatoes?" I turned around and asked Clarke who was still laying her head on the table.
„Yeah." She stood up and took knife from me.
„What are you cooking?" She asked.
„It's not cooking Clarke. Just bread with vegetables." I smiled.
„Look. That's Madi." Clarke looked at Madi through the window playing on a playground nearby with her friends.
„Clarke! Watch out!" But I was late. She cut her finger and squealed in pain and stopped holding the knife.
„Sit down. Let me get first aid kit." I stroked her shoulder and ran to the bathroom.
I foun the first aid kit and took a bandage with me.

„Show me." Clarke was squeezing her finger with her hand.
„Does it hurt?" I asked when I started to wrapping the bandage around her bleeding finger.
„It stings." She said quietly. It was a deep cut.
„It's okay." The bandage was on and I gave her small kiss on finger.
„Thanks." She smiled and gave me a kiss on cheek.
„Just be careful, okay? I'll finish it." I stood up from the chair and walked over to the kitchen counter.
„Im so clumsy. Like I can't even do a simple thing!" Clarke burried her head in her hands.
„Everyone is good at something. I can cook and you can draw." I smiled not taking eyes of the tomato.
„I haven't drawn in a long time." She sighed.
„You should get back to it. You love drawing." I said and smiled at her as I turned around.
„Wait." She left the kitchen and I knew she walked upstairs because I could hear her steps on the stairs.

She was down in a minute with her art supplies.
„What are you doing?" I raised my eyebrow.
„Drawing." She took her eyes of the drawing for a second, smirked and looked back at the paper.

„Here you go." I placed a plate on the table after I was done.
„Thanks." She smiled and put her sketchbook down.
„Can I take a look?" I asked but she shaked her head.
„It's not finished yet." She said with full mouth of food.
Small chuckle escaped my mouth and we continued to eat.