*This will change between Eli and Clare's POV*

Chapter Three: The Future in My Eyes

(Clare)

I close my eyes as Eli turns his back on me. I can just picture it, so very clearly, twenty years from now:

"Charlotte! David! Breakfast is ready!" I scream up the stairs. Charlotte and David are my two favorite names for kids.

"Okay!" they yell back.

I walk back into the kitchen and watch Eli make his "killer" pancakes.

He looks up at me with those green orbs of his and asks, "So, what's going on today, Blue-Eyes?"

I smile and say, "Dave has a soccer game at 12 then Lottie has a piano recital at 4."

He lets out a sigh and then comes around to me. "Well, when will we have some time to ourselves?"

He pulls me to him as I let out a giggle. "When Dave goes to sleepover Robbie's house and Lottie goes to Samantha's for a sleepover."

"Good, 'cause I need some Clare/Eli time." Then, he bows his head down and kisses me.

"Daydreaming about our future again, Blue-Eyes?" Eli asks, making me come back to reality.

I could feel my cheeks get warm as I look down and mumble, "No."

"I highly doubt that. Now what are our kids names and how many?" he questions.

I look back up into his green eyes and answer, "Two and they're names are Charlotte and David."

"David? Really?" he asks, obviously not approving of the name. "I'm fine with Charlotte, but David?"

I took offense. "There is nothing wrong with the name David. What would you choose?"

He shrugs. "I dunno. Something…awesome. Like…Xavier."

"Xavier…hm…I actually kinda like that. What about for a girl?" I request.

"Hm…probably…Kelsey," he answers.

"Why, Kelsey?"

"I had this cousin named Kelsey, and growing up we were always really close because I was just a month older than her, but when she was thirteen she started doing drugs and it sent her in a downward spiral. So, I would wanna name one of my daughters after how she used to be," he explains while flipping the enormous pancake.

I think it over for a few seconds, then say, "That's…so sweet, Eli."

I check the bottom of the colossal pancake and see that it's done.

I flip onto a big plate and tell Clare, "Close your eyes, okay?"

She looks confused but she obeys. I put syrup onto the pancake and a bunch of whipped cream and a cherry on top. I place the plate in front of her.

"Okay open your eyes," I tell her.

She does and her eyes grow wide. "Eli this thing is…ENORMOUS! I'll never be able to finish it!" she exclaims.

I grab two forks and say, "Well, don't worry, I'm helping you."

We dig in and by the time we're stuffed we had only gotten through a fourth of it.

I spray some whipped cream into my mouth.

"You do know that that's unsanitary," Clare informs me.

I swallow then bunch and say, "You want some?"

She nods.

I spray some into her mouth overflowing it and she lets out a little grunt. A bunch of it falls out of her mouth as she screams, "Eli!"

She jumps up and goes into my fridge and grabs another can of whipped cream and starts spraying it on me.

My eyes open wide and I declare, "Okay, this is war, Edwards!"

"Come and get me, Goldsworthy," she jokes and runs into my living room.

I'm right behind her and as I spray her on her hair she screams and sprays me hitting my chest.

I tackle her down onto the couch and she tries to get out, but she can't get out of me grasp. We start spray each other all over until we're covered in whipped cream laughing our heads off.

We drop the now empty cans onto the ground. She looks into my eyes and I look into hers.

I take some whipped cream that was on my shoulder and smear it onto her lips saying, "Let me get that."

And that was the start of our making out section. It started out on the couch and then we made it to my bedroom and made out madly. I couldn't pull away, I just can't. She was too tempting, but I didn't want her to be forced into anything I want that she's not ready for.

I try to pull back, but she doesn't let me. We keep on kissing and kissing and kissing…until her stupid cell phone rings.

She breaks apart and says, "I have to get that."

She picks up her cell. "Hello?"

Someone speaks on the other line.

"Oh hey Darcy, are you okay?" she asks obviously concerned.

"Yeah okay, is he mad?"

"Okay good. I'll be there in thirty minutes, okay?"

Dammit she has to go.

"Love you, too. 'Bye." She hangs up and looks at me.

"You have to go," I say what she's about to.

She nods. "I'll call you when I get there, but can I take a shower first?"

"Of course." I smile at her.

"Okay." She smiles, gets up, grabs her clothes, but before she gets out of the door I get up and kiss her.

"I love you," I mutter.

"I love you, too." She leaves through the door.

I go to my closet and take out a small box.

The hot water feels so good running along my back. I shampoo the heck outta my hair hoping I'll get all of the whipped cream out. When it feels clean I turn off the shower and step out.

I get dressed and towel dries my hair.

I go back to Eli's room to find him not there.

Hm, odd.

I go downstairs to find him waiting at the front door. He's holding a box.

I walk up to him and ask, "What's that?"

He looks down at it and back up to me. "My dad gave this to my mom when he first said 'I love you' to her. My mom gave it to me and told me, 'Give this to the girl you say 'I love you' to and mean it'. I wanna give this to you." He hands me the box.

Inside is a beautiful necklace. It was a white-gold heart-shaped locket with a green emerald, the color of Eli's eyes, in the middle. I pick it up and look at it. I flip it over to find engraved in it, 'I'll love you till the day I die, you are my forever and always. I love you'.

I cover my mouth with my hand and murmur, "Oh, Eli, it's beautiful!"

He turns me around and puts it on me. He kisses my neck and says, "I'll love you till the day I die, you are my forever and always. I love you, Clare Edwards."

I turn around and say, "I love you, too, Eli Goldsworthy."

We kiss and then I'm out the door wishing that I could stay with him forever.