Before You Go

all i can think about is seeing that look on your face

A/N - Comments make my day!

Bellamy is now at the coffee kiosk, and he shakes the thoughts from his head as he steps forward to place his order.

"Hey," Bellamy greets the barista. She smiles back and Bellamy takes a breath, ready to rattle off his order. "Ok, I'll take a slice of the coffee cake, a blueberry muffin, a lemon poppyseed muffin, a cinnamon roll, chocolate croissant, and a banana nut muffin. And for drinks, two iced americanos, one latte, an iced vanilla chai, a matcha latte, and a mocha."

"Jesus how drunk did you get last night and how on earth are you ok to walk?" the girl chuckles. Bellamy grins at her.

"Not me, my little sister and her idiot friends," he explains, passing over his credit card. She bags up all his pastries, then about ten minutes later, all the drinks are done and he's walking towards Clarke's class. She's just leaving the building as he gets there, running a hand through her hair. After 15 years, Bellamy can read her like a book. He quickly surveys her as he approaches- she's chewing on her bottom lip, switching between raking back her hair and drumming her fingers against her thigh. Her shoulders are slumped and her eyes never linger anywhere long. She's anxious, but glad to be done. Then her gaze lands on Bellamy and her whole demeanor changes, her face lighting up as she breaks into a smile and her posture relaxing.

"Well fancy meeting you here!" Clarke says brightly, walking over to him. She's clearly exhausted but trying to hide it.

"Morning Princess," Bellamy greets, smiling at her. He nods at the drinks in his hand and Clarke's eyes widen. She searches quickly before grabbing her iced chai, taking a grateful sip. She looks at Bellamy seriously.

"I don't think I've ever loved you more," she tells him. Bellamy laughs and the two start back to the dorm, Clarke taking the bag of pastries so Bellamy can carry the drinks with both hands.

"So how'd the test go?" Bellamy asks, side-eyeing her. She puffs out a sigh.

"Good, I think. I hope. I don't know. Pike's a pain in the ass- he put questions in there he never even covered in class!" she complains. Bellamy grins.

"I'm sure you aced it," he reassures her. He chews on his lip, not sure if he should bring it up now or wait. Seeing her clear distress, he decides to wait, despite not wanting to.

"Maybe," Clarke replies quietly. Bellamy nudges her and she grins at him.

"So what do you want to do today?" Bellamy asks, deciding then and there that he'll stay for the day. Clarke perks up instantly.

"You're staying?"

"'Course, Princess. We gotta celebrate you acing your test." Clarke rolls her eyes, still smiling. "Besides, I'm already up here and it's my night off."

"Well there's always the lake. It is really fucking hot today. Maybe we could grab a few sandwiches and head up there," Clarke suggests.

"Sounds like a great idea. Plus, as a bonus we get to force your hungover idiot friends on a hike," he jokes. Clarke grins mischievously and opens the door for Bellamy, having reached the dorms now. "Are you sure you guys even have all the stuff necessary for sandwiches?" Bellamy teases as they walk toward Clarke's room. She shrugs.

"Yeah, sure. Cheese, turkey, bread. Between the six of us I'm sure we can find that." Bellamy frowns.

"Six?" he asks, glancing at her.

"Me, O, Raven, Jonty, and Finn," she clarifies. Bellamy tenses next to her, hoping Clarke doesn't notice. She, of course, does. Just like he knows her, she knows him. "What's wrong?" she asks, studying him. He forces a smirk back onto his face.

"Nothing, Princess," he lies. Clarke wants to press further, but now they're at her dorm and there's shouting coming from inside. Bellamy opens the door and they both walk in, mouths dropping open. Jasper is lying on the ground, curled into a ball while Octavia whacks him repeatedly with a pillow. Monty is standing to the side, looking like he regrets every choice that led to him being here at the moment, and Raven is sitting on the couch laughing her ass off. Octavia stops her assault when she sees Bellamy and Clarke.

"Hey big brother," she sighs, blowing stray hair out of her face. Jasper slowly uncurls and stands up, glaring at Octavia. Monty shoots Clarke and Bellamy a look that says 'thank god sane people are here.'

"Hey, O," Bellamy sighs. "Wanna explain why you're beating Jasper with a pillow." Octavia shrugs.

"Do I really need a reason?" Bellamy raises an eyebrow and Octavia looks away. Raven, still chuckling, shakes her head.

"They were arguing about the fucking egg again," she explains increduously. Clarke snorts and Bellamy shakes his head, hiding a grin.

"All I said was that I was right," Jasper grumbles, still glaring at Octavia. She sticks her tongue out at him and even Bellamy laughs at that.

"So did you bring us food or are you just a tease?" Octavia asks, wiggling her eyebrows. Clarke grins and passes Octavia the bag of pastries. Bellamy passes around the drinks and Octavia slaps away Jasper's hand as he reaches for the pastries. Then she pulls out her coffee cake and passes the bag to Raven, smirking as Jasper glares at her.

"How'd your test go, Clarke?" Monty asks, clearly the least hungover of the group and clear headed enough to remember why Clarke had been out till 2 am last night.

"Good, I hope," she replies unsurely. Bellamy rolls his eyes, along with Octavia.

"She killed it," he corrects her. She takes a bite of her muffin, looking uncertain.

"Of course she did, she's Clarke ," Octavia teases lightly. Clarke feels her cheeks heat up as Bellamy nudges her.

"Anyway, I thought we should do something to celebrate Clarke acing her test, and she suggested the lake, which sounds pretty great to me." There's a chorus of groans from the hungover youths.

"We really don't have to, we can just chill and watch movies or something," Clarke offers.

"Shut up, of course we're going," Octavia insists, the others nodding in agreement. "It's hot as hell, and it's like a ten minute walk." Bellamy claps his hands and Raven winces.

"Alright, how about you all finish your breakfast and I'll see what you guys have for sandwiches. Monty, keys," Bellamy demands, knowing he'll have to raid their fridge too.

"Not locked," Jasper mumbles around a mouthful of chocolate croissant. Bellamy sighs. Of course it's not. These idiots are going to get robbed one day, and it will be entirely their fault. Clarke grins and walks over to the couch, lifting up Raven's legs, sitting down, and then placing them on her lap.

"How bad were we last night?" Raven asks, scrunching up her nose and looking at Clarke.

"Not too bad."

"Really?"

"No, you cried watching Balto," Clarke laughs. Raven groans and buries her face in the couch pillow. Then she looks up with a smirk.

"At least I wasn't as bad as those two," she chuckles, gesturing to Octavia and Jasper. Clarke lets out a laugh and Bellamy smiles at the two of them. Octavia squishes in next to Clarke and Bellamy walks over to their kitchen, squatting in front of their fridge.

Bellamy has worried about Clarke almost nonstop since the moment she walked into his life, and nothing changed after she left for college. Octavia is a force of nature, bold and wild. Bellamy never had to worry about her, aside from her hurting herself by accident. Clarke, however, always concerned him, in one way or another. Aside from having the abandonment issues that came automatically with her fucked up parents, Clarke was quick to push people away, and slow to open up. If it weren't for Octavia, Bellamy doubts Clarke would've tried to make any friends on her own. It's not her fault. It seemed like her parents tried their best her whole life to screw her up.

A/N - Flashback next chapter ;)