(25) wedding day part 2

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Writer's P.O.V

Bellamy and Clarke are sitting at the bonfire waiting for someone to share story's about them after Octavia went.

Octavia finishes and Jasper then goes up and they all know that won't end well.

"What can I say about The rebel and the princess, well, for starters, I can say that I've been seeing this day happened since we landed on the ground. I remember Clarke coming down the ladder and yelling at Bellamy, not to open door, he talked back and he opened the damn door anyway. I did realize that he couldn't stop looking at her after that he always looked at her for approval or if she was listening. He still does that he still looks at her for approval or she's listening, and she does the same with him. They are kind of like our parents, they run the camp, they keep us safe, they make us get jobs, and then at the end of the day we party and then it starts all again. I remember one night, Clarke got a little too drunk and Bellamy was around, and she told me that she didn't know where she would be if Bellamy wasn't around, and all I could think was it's gonna happen one way or another and sooner or later" Jasper says.

"My sister and one of my closest friends, let me tell you I wasn't to happy at first, when they started dating but I'm glad she found someone to protect her when I can't. Bellamy you became a close friend to me and when you started showing interest in my little sister you know how I felt because you have a little sister as well, anyway I wanted to beat you but I didn't because Clarke told me if I did she would kill me, now that I think about in I'm glad I didn't as well. Me and Clarke grew up differently, our mom gave me up and we only found out about each other because Clarke went through so papers, anyway I could ask for a better fit man to be with my sister" Murphy tells us.

Clarke's P.O.V

*after everyone talked*

After everyone talked Bellamy and I went to our home and before we walked through the door he picks me up bridal style and then walks through the door to our bedroom.

"You didn't have to pick me up like that" I tell him.

"Well it's tradition to pick up the bride like that on their wedding day" He says.

"So old fashion, but that's what I love about you"

"Well I was taught well by my mom, and I love you too"

That's when he pushes me against the door as our lips connect, it was like fire and I loved every minute of it. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, he walks over to the bed and gently lays me down and then he climbs on top of me.

As he kissed me, he started to move his hand up my leg to my inner thigh and from there that's when things got heated.

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