It was warm, so warm. She couldn't remember the last time she had woken up feeling so completely relax. Her pillow was warm and soft and moving. Despite being half asleep she was suddenly very aware that it wasn't a pillow she was laying on. She had a wild headache, which meant she had far too much to drink the night before. Which in turn shade some light on her current lack of memory to explain her current predicament. Firm arms were holding her in place making it impossible for her to move her head to look up at who was sharing her bed. It was hard not to let her eyes wonder, whoever this mystery man was it was obvious why she had ended up in bed with him. His body was shaped like a Greek god; she only knew one person that took such great care of their body oh my god images from last night came rushing back and the realization of who was next to her hit her like a tone of bricks. She had slept with her best friend's brother, Bellamy Blake, who was currently holding her so tight she was finding it hard to breathe.

'Octavia will you calm down, why are you so nervous, what's this big announcement you had to drag me all to way to a bar to share.'

'I am not nervous, I'm impatient, where the hell is my brother, I want to make the announcement with both of you here, you are after all the most important people in my life.'

'What about Lincoln?' From the first moment they met, Lincoln and Octavia had been joined at the hip, much to her brother's dismay. She had never fully understood why Bellamy disapproved so much of Lincoln, and probably never would because she had no siblings. She would never understand what it felt like to want to protect someone the way the Blake siblings had done for each other their whole lives. But if she were to venture a guess, it would be that Bellamy knew that Lincoln was different, that this time it was serious, and perhaps he feared he was losing her to someone else. He had eventually stopped giving Lincoln a hard time whenever they hanged out all together. She still remembered the moment when he finally came to accept their relationship, they were out at a bar celebrating Octavia's birthday when a drunken idiot had tried to feel her up on the dance floor. Lincoln had terrified the young man so much he left the bar crying, Bellamy had walked up to him and simply shook his hand and that had been it. Anyone willing to defend his sister like that was all right in his book, is what he told Clarke when she had asked what that was all about.

'Well he is of course the most important person in my life, but he's involved in this announcement so its not like I can surprise him with it.'

'Fine we'll wait, it's just like your brother to arrive late just so he can make an entrance.'

'We can't all be perfect like you princess.' Bellamy was giving her his trademark smirk. How she hated that smirk he always had it plastered on his face whenever he won an argument. They had never gotten along; their first meeting had been the complete opposite of Lincoln and Octavia's. From the first time they meet they were always at each other's throat. Octavia thought it was because they were both so stubborn, refusing to acknowledge any opinion different from their own. She was seventeen the first time she saw him, and initially she had thought him incredibly handsome, but then he opened his mouth some nonsense about silly teenage girl and they had their first argument. At the time she had been afraid that it would ruin her new friendship with Octavia but her friend had found the whole thing rather amusing. 'No one has ever stood up to my brother like that, you and I, are going to become great friends.' And they had, through out high school they had remained close and when it was time to leave for college, since they were going to the same school, they became roommates. Even now, with their busy schedules; Clarke was a resident at a local hospital and Octavia was taking the bar exam at the end of the year, they still manage to see or talk to each other everyday. Octavia even had a key to her apartment in case of emergencies. Because of their long friendship, over the years she and Bellamy had been thrown together multiple times and they always seem to go at it anytime they were left alone. Their friend Jasper claimed it was because they had so much sexual tension. An idea she found completely ridiculous. She had been seeing him more lately, he had just moved to the area, now that all his school was done and he was officially a cop, to be closer to Octavia. In order to spend as much time as possible with his very busy sister he started hanging out with their gang, much to her dismay he seemed to fit in well with everyone.

'Bellamy glad you could join us.'

'Bell.'

'Hey O, let's hear this big news.'

'Lincoln proposed, were getting married.' She held out her hand and on her finger she had a beautiful diamond ring. Clarke wasn't surprised; she knew they would eventually end up walking down the aisle. She was happy for her friend, they were such a happy couple, and they deserved the best. Clarke didn't mean to, but she couldn't help the part of her that was a little jealous, her love life had taken a horrible turn when she met Finn, she still hadn't recovered from the damage he had done to her heart.

'Congratulation Octavia, I'm so happy for you.' Octavia looked expectantly at Bellamy, who was very quiet. He was clearly shocked by the news, she elbowed him in the side and he finally found his voice.

'Not sure I'm quite ready to give you away little sister, but if I was to let anyone have a hand in making sure your happy it would be Lincoln.' Octavia let out a sigh of relief, clearly she had been nervous about her brother's reaction. Octavia didn't stay long after her announcement; she and Lincoln were leaving the following morning to go announce the news to his family. Lincoln had wanted to be present when Octavia told them, she explained to Clarke while Bellamy was getting them drinks, but she had been worried he wouldn't be happy to hear the news. Clarke hadn't been ready to go home, when Octavia left, and neither had Bellamy so for the first time since they meet all those years ago they had chosen, by their own free will, to spend the evening in each other's company.

Very slowly she wiggled her way out of the death grip Bellamy had her in. She looked around her room and it seemed like a tornado had past through; clothing everywhere on the floor, the papers and books she had on her desk in the corner of the room were all lying on the ground, it seemed the desk had been useful in other ways last night. She couldn't help but blush at the image of the two of them together. She found her blouse hanging from the lamp; the buttons were completely torn off. Opening the closet or a drawer would make too much noise and might wake him up so she picked up Bellamy's dress shirt; lucky it was long enough to cover most of her. The shirt smelled just like him, she had always found him to smell like the wilderness. Not that she would ever admit to having taken in his fragrance whenever she was near enough. She looked back towards the bed and seeing him there looking so peaceful she had a hard time remembering why they didn't get along. She was about to put on her pants when he stirred, she didn't want to be in the room when he woke up, she couldn't bear to see the disgust in his eyes when he realized that they had spent the night together. On numerous occasions he had pointed how unattractive he found her, it had always bothered her for some reason. She quickly left, her pants forgotten, and closed the door behind her. Her heart was beating a mile an hour, she would normally turn to Octavia in situations like these, not that they happened a lot, now it was even worst because she couldn't call her best friend. How would she ever be able to look at her in the eyes again? Octavia hated the women that were always throwing themselves at Bellamy, don't they have any self worth, now she had become one of those women, one more for Bellamy's ever growing pool of conquest. She heard the door to her bedroom open and turned in the opposite direction, she wasn't ready to face him.

'Clarke.' Holy shit she had never heard him speak her name with so much concern in his voice. It made ever part of her body feel warm. 'Not that I'm not enjoying the view from here, but you can't ignore me forever.' That sounded more like him; she could deal with his arrogant self-important personality.

'Bellamy.' She tried to keep her tone even, but she couldn't help the small tremor that left her lips when she saw the way he was looking at her.

'I've got to say that shirt looks much nicer on you then it ever did on me.' She couldn't do anything about the blush that was making its way on her cheeks, nor stop the weakness she suddenly felt in her knees. Bellamy was standing in her living room without a shirt. All rational thought seemed to leave her; her mind went completely blank as she shamelessly ogled him.

'Are you really happy for her or are you pretending. You seem very down for someone who just heard good news.'

'What about you princess, why are you here drinking with me, jealous of Octavia's happiness?' As always he could read her so well, maybe that's why she hated him so much because regardless of the situation he seemed to know and understand her better than even Octavia.

'Of course not, don't be ridiculous. I'm so happy for her, its just I wonder if I'll ever be as lucky as her. To find someone that looks at me like I'm his whole world, the way Lincoln looks at Octavia.'

'Yes I can see how it would be a challenge for someone like you to find somebody.' God he was impossible, why was she even wasting her time with him, she had wine at home she could go wallow in self-pity on her own she didn't need Bellamy Blake to rub it in. She got up to leave, but he held on to her hand, eyes pleading.

'I'm sorry princess, sometimes I just can't help it around you, must be force of habit. I didn't mean it, please stay.' Against her better judgement she sat back down.

'Ok spill I told you how I felt now it's your turn?'

'I'm happy for her, it's just now she's starting her own family and she's all I have left, now it looks like I'm on my own.' Octavia's father had never been in the picture, he had left when she was born. Only three years older than her, Bellamy remembered little about the man. Then when they were in college their mother had passed away. They were all they had left, and even before that Bellamy had played more of a father role to Octavia than a brother. She could see how it was difficult for him.

'You know you aren't losing a sister, your gaining a brother.' He laughed at her comment but remained silent as she continued. 'I know things are better between you and Lincoln, but you could still try a little more, becoming his friend instead of just being Octavia's brother. Whether you feel it or not you are part of their family, no one can take that away from you.' After their intense discussion they fell into easy conversation, played a few pool games and drank a lot. At one point Bellamy had to hold her up because she keep losing her balance. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and his hands on her hips made her want to melt into him. She had been attracted to him in the past, but always managed to push down those feelings. Them getting along for an evening and the added factor of alcohol being involved made it impossible for her to ignore her increasing desire for him. In the back of her mind she knew it was a terrible idea, that Octavia would be furious with her, but when he bent down and pressed his lips to her neck she forgot all her concerns. She turned around, Bellamy had her trapped between him and the pool table, and he was looking down at her with so much desire in his eyes.

'Kiss me' she whispered so low she wasn't even sure he had heard, but then his lips were on hers. He was demanding, hungry for more. They only broke apart when she moaned into his mouth and they both regained some grasp on reality.

'Maybe I should take you home.'

'Never took you for a gentlemen.'

'That's because I never needed to be, never made out with a lady before.' A sweet Bellamy, she wasn't sure her heart could handle such a sight.

'You can take me home.' He looked disappointed, but nodded. 'Only if you stay.' She didn't wait for him to respond she gathered her stuff and walked out the door, it didn't take him long to join her outside.

'Admiring the view?'

'Yes, wait no I mean I didn't mean to look, why don't you go put a shirt on.'

'I would love to but your currently wearing the only one I have with me.' Right, she forgot about that for minute, she marched into her room and shut the door. She needed to think, collect herself, this whole situation was crazy and yet she had never felt so alive before. She quickly removed his shirt and regretfully put on her own clothing. She walked back out to find Bellamy in the same spot she had left him, and handed him his shirt. Without saying anything he put it on, there was no point in pushing back the inevitable conversation.

'So about last night' he was looking at her so intently that she had to avert her eyes from his intensity 'we clearly had way to much to drink and with the news of Octavia's upcoming nuptials we were both in a very vulnerable state of mind which lead us to act in ways that we might not normally.'

'Are you trying to say that us sleeping together was a mistake?' The slight anger in his voice finally made her look up at him, from his stance and frown it was clear that he was angered by her comments, but she couldn't understand why. In what world could them sleeping together be a good idea, it would only lead to complications, and awkwardness with Octavia.

'Bellamy it's us, we do not get along, we fight like cats and dogs, you don't even like me.'

'I don't know about you Clarke, but no matter how drunk I am I don't normally go around sleeping with people I don't like.' Wait, what, that made no sense, how could he possibly like her. 'Yes, we don't always see eye to eye, but for crying out loud your Clarke who in their right mind wouldn't like you. You put everyone else before yourself, you cared for my sister when her world fell apart and I wasn't enough to stop her hurt. Your smart and incredibly beautiful, especially when you let yourself smile, however rare that is. Clarke I don't hate you, we fight because we are both intelligent individuals who don't like to be proven wrong. I've wanted you since the first time I saw you in my house wearing that ridiculous dress my sister was having you try on.' It didn't make any sense, how was any of this possible. He had never show any signs of finding her attractive. She hadn't realized she was asking the question out loud until Bellamy was answering her.

'You were in high school and my sister's friend; I was home from college and wasn't staying. So when I realized I was attracted to you and how bad of an idea it would be to act on those feelings I acted like a jerk, I figured it would be easier that way. Over time our dynamic never changed, I still found you attractive but it didn't seem worth making my sister angry to make a move on you. By that point I had quite the reputation and Octavia disapproved, she warned me to never make a play for her friends.'

'Bellamy this is all very surprising, I was sure you couldn't stand to be in the same room as me, you always avoid me and find excuses to leave when were alone.'

'I was afraid unsupervised I wouldn't be able to pretend anymore. That's why anytime we were left alone I made sure to pick a fight. Its more difficult to put the moves on someone yelling at you.' Her heart was beating so fast, this was surreal, Bellamy Blake was attracted to her, and he had wanted her for years.

'What changed? Last night, you stayed, you and I were alone and you stayed.'

'With you I always thought it was lust, you were hot and I wanted to bang you, that's one of the reasons why it was ok to hang out with you and not have you. But since I moved back, we started seeing each other more often, hanging out with you and O's friends I got to see a different side of you and turns out you're an amazing person, and I started liking you. I liked spending time with you, hearing you talk about your work, and the stories you have from the hospital. I found myself always looking forward to the next time I would get to spend some time with you.'

'Why didn't you say anything?'

'Your still O's best friend and as you said we don't get along, partly because I made our relation that way, but I had no indication that you could feel anything for me. Well now I know you find me impossibly attractive.'

'Oh shut up.' She was trying to be serious but couldn't help but laugh they made quite the pair. 'I could like you too you know, if you stop acting like an ass all the time. I see the way you are with Octavia and I've always admired that about you. I've always known you're a god person, but you just infuriate me so much.'

'I can work on that.' She couldn't believe she was considering this, that she and Bellamy could become something more. She thought back to last night and how much fun they had together, she hadn't laugh so much in a long time. He was walking towards her now, that same look he had last night was painted on his face. He stopped in his tracks when the phone started to ring.

'Don't pick up.'

'It could be O, they're due to leave soon.'

'She'll call back.' She didn't have time to protest his lips were on hers and they felt as amazing as they had the night before. He picked her up and lifted so she was sitting on the top part of her couch, her legs were apart and Bellamy was standing in between them. Her answering machine was recording the message being left by the caller; only it wasn't Octavia on the other line.

'Clarke' She recognized the voice right away and she couldn't believe he had the nerve to call her. 'It's Finn, well I'm sure you knew that, call me back ok, I need to talk to you.' She looked up at Bellamy and found him glaring at the phone. The whole situation with Finn had happened before he moved, so she wasn't sure how much he knew about it, but from the looks of pure hatred he was sending her phone, she could guess he knew something.

The bar was only ten minutes from Clarke's place but to her it seemed like it was taking forever. When they finally arrived Bellamy's hands were all over her as soon as she closed the door behind them. She had never felt so wanted in her entire life. Even when she was with Finn he was so level headed that when they made love it was always nice and proper, but she'd never felt this overpowering desire. She let go of all her inhibitions and let herself be guided by her senses, which were quickly becoming overwhelmed because of Bellamy. Still wrapped in each other they moved towards the bedroom, on the way in Bellamy picked her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around him. Her desk was their first pit stop, Bellamy cleared everything on it to make room for her, before she knew what was happening her pants were on the floor and she was working on Bellamy's shirt. She thought she would explode if she didn't have him right this second so when he started undoing the buttons of her blouse she heard herself tell him to just rip it open, an idea which he gladly complied with. His mouth was moving dangerously close to her breast and when it reached its destination it was heaven, for once she was more than please with what he was doing with that mouth of his.

'Bell, please I want you.' Unsure if the breathtaking smile he was giving her was due to her desperate request or the fact that for the first time in the six years they'd known each other she had used his nickname, either way at this moment he seemed completely content.

'Princess, your wish is my command.' His usual smirk didn't bother her so much right now, because what came after was worth it. When he finally entered her, at first he was deliberately being painfully slow, but when his name fell off her lips his pace quickly picked up and the room became filled with moans and grunts of pure pleasure. She would never been able to work on her desk after tonight without thinking of this very moment. Their night didn't end there, it seemed that Bellamy's constant training keep him in wonderful shape and he quickly recovered for round two. They had moved towards the bed and this time Bellamy took his time and worshiped every part her body until finally filling her and making her come for the second time that night. Once they both came down from their high, Bellamy opened up his arms for her and she place her head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart she fell asleep.

'Do you want to talk about it?'

'Not really, what do you know about him?'

'Only the basics, a few weeks ago when I was teasing you about your love life Octavia took me aside and told me that particular topic was off limits. She said you had recently gotten out of a bad relationship and that this Finn person had broken your heart.' So he didn't know what Finn had done to her, how much of a fool she had been to fall for him.

'It wasn't a bad relationship, it was actually pretty great when I was in the dark.'

'I don't follow.'

'When Finn and I met he had a girlfriend she was leaving for a year long program abroad and he told me they broke up. A few weeks later, he asked me out and I refused. He had been with his girlfriend for 5 years, they were high school sweethearts, I didn't want to be a rebound and I was very clear with him. He told me that he had wanted to break up with her for a long time, but didn't know how to do it, so when she left he felt it was the perfect opportunity. I let my guard down and let him in; we were officially together for 8 months when Monty saw Finn and his ex kissing. Turns out they had never broken up, when I confronted him he tried to explain that he was in love with both of us and didn't know what to do, I haven't spoken to him since. That call is the first I've heard from him in over six months.' She had seen Bellamy fuming with anger, and hit some of Octavia's boyfriends that got out of line, enough times to know the signs. His hands were folded into fists and he was grinding his teeth. 'You're not going to punch me are you?' Her joke broke him out of whatever trance he was in.

'No, but he better hope he never crosses my path; cause there is no telling what I'll do. How dare he do that to you?'

'It doesn't matter.'

'Of course it maters, he took advantage of you.'

'He did, but I'm over it now, he's not worth my tears or anger anymore. I've wasted enough time on him, I don't want to do it anymore.' His anger faded and his eyes became kind again. 'Now I believe before we were interrupted there was some kissing involved.' He was smiling again and she found that it was the most beautiful sight in the world.

She was making them breakfast, while Bellamy was in the shower. They were going to have to talk about what was happening between them, but for today she was just going to enjoy being with him. They could always figure it out tomorrow. Her train of thought was interrupted by a knock at the door. She wondered who could possibly be stopping by so early in the morning.

'Clarke, if your asleep wake up, I forgot my phone charger when I was here last time, open up I'm in a hurry Lincoln's waiting for me downstairs.' She dropped the spoon she was holding, Octavia was at the door and her brother was currently naked in her bathroom, this was not happening. She was running around not sure what to do, should she just not answer and pretend she wasn't at home, Octavia could probably borrow someone else's charger or she could try to survive a week without a phone. Ok that was probably as likely as her going a week without eating. She heard keys jingle outside of the door, holy shit she forgot Octavia had her own set of keys. She had to do something now. She ran to the bathroom, thank god Bellamy hadn't locked the door. She wondered if he had done so on purpose hoping she would come and join him in the bathroom. She could just imagine how glorious Bellamy would look naked and wet. Clarke now is not the time, focus.

'Bellamy.' Her voice was trembling, she was terrified Octavia would find them together and not approve. He poked his head from behind the shower curtain.

'What's wrong? Clarke what happened, did Finn call again, you want me to take care of him?'

'It's Octavia she's at the door, just stay in here and lock the door behind me in case.' She saw herself in the mirror and her entire face was read when she made her last comment. Bellamy smirked at her.

When she walked out of the bathroom Octavia was already inside, staring at her intently. 'Why did I hear a man's voice coming from your bathroom?'

'A man, in there, don't be silly. So what brings you here this morning, weren't you and Lincoln leaving early?' Octavia wasn't budging, changing the subject hadn't worked, so she moved towards the kitchen hoping to drag her attention away from the bathroom door.

'So if their isn't anybody in there you won't mind if I use the facilities.' Please be locked, please be locked. 'Clarke I didn't know you could lock your door from outside. Whoever's in there I'm in a hurry today but I hope we meet soon.' She smirked at Clarke, her and Bellamy were freakishly alike sometimes. She moved towards the living room and grabbed her charger. 'I've got to run, but when I come back in a week we are having a night out and I want to hear everything.' They hugged quickly and said their goodbyes. She locked her deadbolt behind her, she wouldn't put it pass Octavia to come back and try to get a look at the man in her apartment. Bellamy came out of the bathroom only wearing a towel, how she had managed to resist this man for all those years she didn't know, but she sure was enjoying the view now.

'Is she gone?'

'Yes, that was to close.'

'Ashamed of me are you.' His tone was teasing, but his eyes serious. 'No Bellamy of course not, I just I don't know what we are, or if we're even going to become anything, until we're sure can we not tell her anything. I would prefer not destroying our friendship until I'm sure we are something.'

'First, whatever this is I promise I won't let it hurt yours and Octavia's friendship I know how important it is for both of you. Second, does this mean your willing to give us a shot?'

'Honestly you would have come up to me a week ago and told me you liked me I would have thought you were crazy. But last night changed everything, you showed me a part of you that was new and different a part of you that I really like.'

'So we're trying.'

'We're trying.'

'And not telling anyone.'

'For now.'

'I've always wanted a secret lover.'

'Is that what I am, your lover.'

'Yes, would you like a demonstration of what that entails?' Bellamy was looking at her with those eyes again, those eyes that desired her above anything else.

'But what about breakfast?'

'I've got something else I would rather eat.' Then he lunged at her, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. She giggled, and she did not giggle ever. Against all odds Bellamy made her happy and carefree, she had never been able to be like that around anyone else apart from Octavia, Monty and Jasper. She didn't know what the future had in store for her, but she knew she was ready to try and maybe love again. If it was with Bellamy she was willing to try and find happiness again.

Author's note

This was my first 100 fanfiction in an alternate universe; please leave a review if you liked it. I initially wrote it as a one shot but if I get positive feedback I might write a few more chapters to see where their relationship goes.